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(it's the 50s and same-sex couples are the "norm")
Taylor pov
"Midwife calling!", we heard a soft knock on the door. "its the nurse", I squeezed y/n's hand briefly and kissed her head before getting up to answer the door. "Morning, Nurse", I cheerfully answered and let her in, "Good morning, Taylor. And where's the Mrs?", she smiled, "Right this way", I led her to the lounge where y/n was sitting. After leading her to the lounge, I walked into the kitchen to fetch a cup of tea. "Would you like a cup Nurse? Its on the pot", I asked from the kitchen. "No, thank you. I've already had my fix from this morning", she chuckled and focused her attention onto y/n. "Good to see you, y/n", The midwife, Nurse Jenny, set her bag next to them on the floor. Jenny sat next to y/n on the sofa, and pushed up her shirt to reveal y/n's pregnant belly. "What a marvelous painting", Jenny said, while putting on her stethoscope to then place it on y/n's tummy. "Isn't it? Taylor painted until all was perfect on that canvas. It was gift, for me", Y/n said, smiling. I returned from the kitchen with a porcelain cup and saucer, then handed it to y/n, "Thank you, Love", She pecked my lips and I sat down on the sofa chair.
After she was completely finished with the check up, she put her supplies away. "Wonderful, Mrs. Swift. You just need to stay off those feet, you need your rest. In the next couple weeks, your baby will be arriving", she said and y/n nodded. "I know, Nurse. It's just with Taylor's new shifts, and this new, big flat, I can hardly get time to rest. But, I'll just have to make time, won't I?", Y/n laughed and so did the Nurse. "I'm afraid so, y/n. Well that'll be all for today, I'll see you next week. Or, even possibly when this little one's begging to come out", She said and placed her hand on y/n's tummy before standing up. "And I hope to see you home when that happens", she tells me, "Of course, Nurse", I nodded. and with that, the nurse left.
"You heard her, get some sleep, My love", I sat down on the sofa and brought her legs up to rest on my lap. "How can y- don't be stubborn y/n. You heard it from the midwife, now follow her instructions", I told her, making her huff. The sounds of Elvis and little Children playing in the streets below filled the room.
"Kiss me", Y/n said so I gladly moved closer to place my lips on hers. I slowly moved them and tucked a strand of hair behind her ears, then pulled back. "I can't wait for you to arrive, Bonnie", I whispered to her stomach. "Bonnie?", she giggled, "yeah", I said, "and if its a boy?", she asked. "Ivan", Y/n agreed. "Then it is, Bonnie or Ivan", she smiled and looked down at her belly.
"Why did you say Bonnie at first?",
"Because, I think we'll get lucky with a little girl. I'm not sure why, its just a feeling I suppose"
