Tropemas Day 4: Babyfic

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A/N: On the fourth day of Tropemas, my author gave to me: cute pregnant couples, kids having coffee, Enemies to Lovers, and a cliche "One-Bed" storyyyy!

Are you guys liking these so far??? They're so fun to write! Today's is more of a pregnancy fic than a babyfic but it's ok!

Y/N/N = your nickname (as always)

Two little pink lines glared up at me from the white stick I grasped in my trembling hands. Pregnant? Pregnant.

Tom had said yesterday in an interview he wanted to be a father "sometime within the next five years" but that didn't necessarily mean now. What if he didn't want the baby now? Lord knew he was busy as all hell, bouncing from project to project with barely any time to see me in the first place.

How on earth was I supposed to tell him? I paced back and forth in the bathroom, staring at the "positive."

"Hiya, Tom! Your girlfriend of two years is expecting a baby! Great news! And you're not even home." I said sarcastically into the mirror. At least I still had some time to think about the reveal. Tom wouldn't be home from the press tour for another week, which gave me a good-sized window. But how would he take it? Would he leave me? Hollywood babies out of wedlock was a total lure for the tabloids and Tom didn't like to share his private life.

Suddenly, I was more terrified than excited. I slapped the pregnancy test down on the counter and dashed to the kitchen where I sat on the counter and removed my phone from the back pocket of my jeans. If anyone would know what to do, it would be Z.

I dialed her number and the phone rang about five times before she picked up.

"Hey, Y/N/N! How's it going?" It was good to hear Daya's voice and I heaved a sigh of relief almost immediately. There was ambient conversation on the other line and I cringed. They were probably at a dinner or something together.

"Erm...it's great!" I lied, "How are you? How's the press tour?" But my voice wavered with anxiety and I could almost see her frowning on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, what's up?" Zendaya laughed knowingly.

"Are you...somewhere private?" I chanced, not wanting Tom to ask to speak with me at the moment.

"Uh, I can be...is everything okay, hon?" I heard the chatter die down and a door swing shut on the other line. Suddenly all was quiet. I let go of a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding.

"Not exactly. Erm...if, hypothetically, of course, I were...pregnant...what do you think I would...."

"OH MY GOD, Y/N/N! YOU'RE PREGNANT?!" Z nearly shouted on the other line. 

"Shh! I haven't told Tom yet. Actually, that's why I'm calling. I have absolutely no idea what to do or how to tell him. I don't want him to worry about me and call off the rest of the press tour."

"Okay, okay, right," Zendaya thought out loud, gathering herself. "Well you can always tell him when he gets back. It's right around Christmas, too, so we could do something really cute and holiday-ish!"

"Like what?" I asked, rubbing my foot against the cabinet absently.

"Like...OH! What if we put the test in a drawer for him to find along with a sprig of holly and a note that says 'Merry Christmas, Baby'?!!!" I burst out laughing.

"That was almost too quick, Z!"

"What?! I've shipped you guys for like 5 years. You don't think I haven't thought up a million different ways this could go?"

"Okay well...that's great as far as the reveal goes, then, but...how do you think Tom's gonna take it?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean...what if he isn't ready? What if he decides he's too scared and leaves me?"

"Y/N, Tom loves you literally more than I've ever seen him love anyone and he's going to love that kid just as much. I know you're scared, but I promise everything's gonna turn out okay, babe."

"Thanks, Z."

"No problem, cutie. Now if you'll excuse me, Mr. Baby Daddy and Jacob are counting on me to make an appearance at dinner. I love you, sis!"

TIME SKIP: Brought to you by Loki's Hammer (This one was genius! Thanks for the suggestions ;))

My hands were quaking as I set the pregnancy test in the newly-emptied silverware drawer along with the holly and the note. Tom had just returned for the press tour the previous night and we'd decided to have Jacob and Zendaya over for "celebratory drinks." In reality, Zendaya and I had set the whole thing up for the big reveal.

"All set?" Z asked me from her spot at the kitchen counter. "They're gonna suspect something if we're much longer. I don't think getting napkins takes ten minutes," she laughed.

"Yeah, I guess," I breathed, following her out of the kitchen. We feigned laughter as we reentered the living room, as if one of us had told a funny story. I sat down on the couch next to Tom and picked up my glass of La Croix from the coffee table. Zendaya winked as she sat in one of the easy chairs. 

"Are you sure you don't want me to make you a cocktail, love? You love my Cosmos."

"Really, I'm fine, babe. Sparkling water is good for now." Then, with a deep breath: "But would you mind grabbing me a spoon, please? I put some raspberry flavoring in here and it didn't mix quite right."

"Yes, of course!" Tom responded, kissing my cheek sweetly before getting up and padding barefoot into the kitchen.

A few minutes later: "Erm...Y/N?" 

Zendaya had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.

"Yeah, babe?"

Tom stumbled back into the living room holding up the pregnancy test. His eyes were as wide as dinner plates and he looked ready to pass out.

"W-what's this?"

"Tom, I'm pregnant," I laughed. He broke into the sweetest grin.

"Are you joking? Please tell me you're not joking."

"I'm not joking!"

Tom ran over to me and scooped me up, spinning me in a small circle. There were tears running down his cheeks. He was the happiest I'd ever seen him.

"Oh my god, I'm gonna be a dad!" He laughed incredulously. Z and Jacob surrounded us in a cacophony of congratulations and exclamations.

"I was so worried you were going to be pissed," I laughed with relief.

"Pissed? Y/N this is the greatest day of my life!" 

"I love you so much, Tom."

"I love you so much, you have no idea. And I can't wait to share this with you."

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