Your Schmuck- Steve Harrington x Reader

Fourteen

Me and Steve woke up around the same time. Steve planted a kiss on my neck. His lips lingered there for a few seconds. "Morning you two," he said. "You two?" I question. "You and the baby," he said,  moving his hand to my stomach. "I love you already," my heart melted a little. I was so in love with this man. "And they love you Steve." I told him. He kissed my cheek. "We should probably get ready," I suggested, "Why? We have nothing to do, let's stay here for a while and cuddle," he complained. "Well I made an appointment to find out the gender toda-" "-screw cuddling let's get up!" He exclaimed. I laughed, he could be such a child sometimes. He jumped up and ran to my side of the bed. He helped me up. "Steve I'm pregnant not dying" I joked. "I know I just," he sighed. "I just don't want you to get hurt," I looked at him and gave him a hug. "You are so amazing Steve," I said. "Come on let's go! I'm itching to know the gender!" He exclaimed. I nodded, before rushing to the bathroom to throw up. He rushed in after me and put my hair up and rubbing my back. "You're okay," he said calmly.  I nodded and stood up to go wash my face. "You good?" He asked and I nodded. All of a sudden the phone started ringing. "I got it," Steve claims. He runs to answer while I'm cleaning up. "It's for you," he says, passing the phone to me. "Hello?" I ask. "Hi hun, it's Susan," She says. "Hi," I say tentatively. "Neil is still fuming and I knew you'd be at Steve's so I just wanted to check up on you." She claims. "Okay I have to go, bye," I say, hanging up. "I have some clothes for you," Steve says. I thank him and start changing. I take off my shirt and seconds later I feel hands on my belly. "Hello, little one," Steve said, nuzzling his nose against my stomach. I felt like I needed to kiss him right now. "Alright I'll leave you two be," he said, walking out of the room. I quickly changed and walked over to Steve. "Let's go," he said, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. We got to the car and started driving. Steve was totally being super paranoid. "Hey Steve, we're fine, you don't have to be so paranoid." I told him and he gripped my hand, "I know I just love you both so much and-" "-you love me?" I asked, surprised.  "No one's told me they loved me before," he looked at me with a sympathetic look in his eyes. "I do, I really do," he confirmed. Now the real question was, did he love me, or was he in love with me like I was with him?

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