Got the story idea from Hi-imfandomtrash/Headcanons
Cover by Hi-imfandomtrash/Headcanons
After The End.
Edd, Matt, and Tom don't forgive Tord, nor do they trust him. Regardless, the only reason the let him stay with them was because the Norski is a...
"Uggghhhh! I want them to just get OUT already!" Tord groaned, practically sprawled on the bed. At this point the babies were so heavy, that he was having a hard time getting out of bed. So he just stayed bedridden most of the time, meaning Sólúlfur got to cuddle Tord whenever he wanted to, so that was a bonus!
It was Monday, so Idden was in school and Sólúlfur was getting ready for work when Tord felt a dull ache. He hissed in pain, catching Sólúlfur's attention. "Tord? A-Are you alright?" The Icelandic asked, sitting at the edge of Tord's side of the bed. "I think it's a contraction... and it's the first one..." Tord groaned, rubbing his belly. Sólúlfur sat there for a second before he got up and took his work uniform off. "I'm calling in sick." He said, getting into his hoodie and sweats. He got out his phone and told his boss that he needed a sick day off and then called Edd, telling him to pick Idden up after school before hanging up and snuggling next to Tord.
"Just try to relax for now. Edd, Matt, and Tom will take care of Idden while you give birth, then I'll go get her tomorrow." He said, pulling Tord close to him. Tord did his best to calm his nerves and eventually got a bit of rest before the next contraction hit him. He continued trying to relax until the pain levels became unbearable. "Sóliiii...! It hurts so much I don't think I can- AGHH! Relax anymore! Not to mention that the contractions are getting closer...!" Tord moaned in pain, hell, he was even starting to become practically delirious off of the pain. "Okay, okay erm...just-just try to stay calm babe! It'll all be okay!" Sólúlfur replied, trying to reassure himself and Tord. (but mostly himself-)
(Timeskip to Tord giving birth)
"FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!"
Tord was practically screaming and panting and crying at the same time, while also squeezing the life out of Sólúlfur's hand. "Shhh...! You're doing great, Tord! Just try to relax!-" "S-Sóli, I l-love you, but would you be a true gentleman and try to shit NOT one, but TWO entire fucking WATERMELONS out of your CUNT, before YOU tell ME to RELAX?!?!" Tord shouted, the agony already tiring him out, and he's only gotten the head out of his frontal at this point. Due to this, he was tired, cranky, and hormonal as hell.
"S-Sorry, hon! Come on, the shoulders are almost out! If you can get them out, I'll guide the first baby out so you can prepare for the twin!" Sólúlfur encouraged. "Heh...! Easier s-said than...d-do-AHHHNNNN!" Tord screamed, another contraction coursing through him and he pushed with all his might. After a bit more pushing, Tord finally managed to get the shoulders out and Sólúlfur did what he promised and carefully guided the baby out of Tord's frontal area. "Suren came out first!" Sólúlfur finally announced. He cleared the airways, allowing Suren to let out her first cry. He then got the scissors out and cut the cord, wrapping her in a lavender blanket before handing her to Tord.
The Norwegian intersex smiled and tears filled his eyes when he gazed down on Suren's cute, chubby face. Sólúlfur joined Tord's side with a look of pride and joy on his face.
They took a breather before they began the process of giving birth to Eske. By the time Eske was born and both of the placentas left Tord's body, he was exhausted beyond belief. His face literally looked as if he hadn't slept in an entire year, but he still wore pride on his face when he saw Eske.
"You did so amazing, Tord! But you should get some rest. It looks like you need it. I'll go clean them for you." Sólúlfur said, kissing Tord goodnight before he left the room with both babies to clean them up. Tord pretty much fell asleep instantly after Sólúlfur closed the door, and he stayed asleep for the rest of the day and through the night.
(The next day)
Tord woke up to Idden shaking him awake. The Norwegian yawned before he greeted his eldest daughter with a tired smile. "Papa, Papa! I love my new little baby brother and sister! They're so adorable!" She said, her smile figuratively touching the rooftop. "I'm glad you like your new siblings. I'm sure you three will be the best of friends." Tord replied. "Alright Idden, let your papa sleep. He just had two babies and having babies can make you really tired." Sólúlfur said, placing a gentle hand on Idden's shoulder. "Oh. Okay! Sleep well, papa!" Idden said, kissing Tord on the head before she got off of the bed. "Here are the twins. They'll accompany you in your sleep." Sólúlfur said, placing them on each side before following Idden out of the bedroom.
Tord smiled a gentle smile and began to hum lullabies until he fell asleep.
(A/N: ANNDD...that's a wrap for this story! I decided that I WILL make a oneshots book specifically for this fanfic (I will take requests) and I'll continue it as I write the sequel if I decide to make a sequel. I don't know when exactly I'll start on the oneshots, but I'll do it eventually. So for now, have a pic of baby Suren and Eske!
-Peppermint/Rea)
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