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Tom Holland- Closer than ever

A/N: This story is requested by wh0syn4h: The reader (Y/N) and Tom are married. Y/N is pregnant and she's in labour. Tom does his best to comfort her. Once she's 10 cm dilated, Tom stays by her side the whole time. (Hopefully this is how you wanted it.)

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Y/N
Being married to Tom Holland was amazing. You and Tom had been married for a little over 2 years. Not only did you marry him 4 years after meeting him, but you were always with him during his press tour and you (funnily enough) became his assistant. 9 months ago, you found out that you were pregnant.

Being 9 months pregnant was at times fun, but at other times horrible. The good times come when the baby kicked at all hours, which results in Tom's hand constantly being on your stomach whenever you two were alone. The bad times came when vomiting was the only thing you could do after eating and the Braxton hicks became a thing near the end.

Having a boy was Tom's dream and he had the perfect name for our baby boy, a name that you once considered to be the name for you child, and it came true. You and Tom decided to name your baby boy Asher "Ash" Holland.

Asher was a very energetic baby, constantly kicking you whenever he had the chance. You were only 2 days away from giving birth and you were so excited.

You sat on the couch of your beach house, Tom's hand on your stomach as you both watched the movie that Tom had chosen.

"Can you help me up? I need to pee really badly." You informed Tom who immediately got up and helped you up, his arm on your waist and his soft hand holding your hand.

Tom had been nothing but caring throughout your pregnancy. From the moment you found out, he made sure that his press tours were short, so he didn't have to be away from you for two long. Most of the time, when you weren't vomiting, you were with him at his press tours, cheering him on and being supportive.

"We're almost there." Tom knew that I had gotten slower and he didn't care.

"Too late." You looked down at the massive puddle of liquid.

"Wait...that isn't pee..." Tom was concerned, seeing that the liquid was clear.

"SHIT!" You screamed in pain. You knew what was happening. You knew that your water had just broken and you were going to have the baby.

"Ok, I'll get you in the car and then get the bags." Tom calmly grabbed the spare wheelchair and sat you down taking you to the car. You got in and within 2 minutes, two duffle bags and a few pillows were in the backseat as Tom drove you to the hospital.
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14 hours had passed since your water broke.

The contractions were painful, but with Tom's help by rubbing your back and massaging your stomach, you managed to get through them. Nurses would come in and out, making sure that you were ok. You smiled when Tom focused his camera to you, taking two pictures, one of you with your hair up and your hand on your very big stomach, and one of your hand resting gently in his, your hospital gown and IV tube on display. The caption made your heart melt with happiness.

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tomholland2013: 2 years ago, Y/N and I were married and planning to start our family. 9 months ago, our family was officially going to get bigger. Now, we're so close.

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"Tom...ah!" You screamed, feeling the result of not getting an epidural.

"How are you, Y/N?" The nurse asked.

"I'M IN PAIN." You and Tom knew that you didn't mean for it to sound harsh. The nurse smiled. She bent down and had a look.

"Well, lucky for you, you've just hit 10 centimetres. We can officially start the birth process." The nurse spoke as she gathered one other nurse and started prepping you. Tom was not going to look down there at all, only focusing on you.

"Ok, Y/N, you need to start pushing." The nurse spoke. Looking directly into Tom's eyes, you pushed, watching as Tom tried not to react to the pain he was experiencing as your squeezed his hand.

You were screaming, feeling the pain of birthing a child.

"I-I-I can't do this..." You panicked, your hands shaking as you cried.

"Look at me, Y/N. You can do this. Asher is nearly here. We've waited 9 months. As you push, think of Asher. Think about how cute he's gonna be." Tom whispered in your ear. You were soothed a bit by his British accent.

"Push, Y/N." You pushed again, feeling every negative and painful emotion at the same time.

"I see his head." The nurse smiled.

"Keep pushing. You can do this." Tom whispered again, kissing you.

"He's halfway out!" The nurse announced as you kept pushing, feeling a slight release from pain, knowing that one more push would introduce Asher to the world.

You pushed one more time, screaming your heart out before you heard the screams of Asher who was now out. You breathed in and out, all the pain washing away from the moment you laid eyes on your baby.

You watched in exhaustion as Tom (with tears flowing from his eyes) walked over to the nurse holding the baby. He cut the umbilical cord, allowing the nurse to clean him off. Tom walked back, Asher in his arms as Tom kissed Asher's cleaned forehead.

"He's here." Tom kissed me as he handed Asher to you. You kissed Asher's forehead.

"Welcome to the world Asher." You smiled, unable to hold back the tears. Tom, being the emotional and loving new father he was, he gave Asher his first bath (with help from a nurse), causing you to cry in happiness. Of course, one of the other nurses got a photo of Tom gently drying his son.

Once he was washed and dried, Tom handed Asher to you, taking a photo of all three of you.

"You did good." Tom kissed you on the lips.

"We both did good. I mean, you were there for me and comforted me. Without you, I would have cried every day." You smiled, Asher's slightly large body resting against your body.