MCU One Shots and Drabbles

Kairos

TW curse words fluff also talk of pregnancy and child birth
Stephen Strange x Latina Reader

The last three months of the pregnancy went by faster than expected. Stephen being the amazing husband and father he had set up everything with a month to spare.

He doted on you non-stop. From your favorite meals, snacks, tv shows, movies  to making sure you had all the massages and naps that you could ever need.

Foregoing everyone's concern over continuing working, not like it was a major exertion on your body. But today you were second guessing everything. You had been in the office moving some files when you felt it as you pushed the box. The rush of liquid coating your legs and pants.
It took longer then it should have for you to realize that your water just broke. Doing the only thing you could focus on before making your way to the hospital. You took a shower. Also called Stephen. As he opened a portal in the bathroom.

"Cariño, what do you think you are doing?" The concern and confusion in his voice had you popping your head out of the shower. "Hmm? Oh mi amor I am just getting a shower in before we go to the hospital. I have a little time as you know and I want to be as comfortable as possible."

Being unable to miss his concerned sigh. The shower was rushed. Once dressed instead of driving to the hospital like any normal father no he opened a portal and you were there. Once they hook up the dappler and made sure they had the leads in the appropriate area to monitor your contractions.

As time went and the contractions got stronger. The pain became more intense you focused on anything that could take you out of this moment to ease the pain.
Stephen had started training you when you both found out about the pregnancy. "I want you to be able to in the moments of pain to go back and focus on anything you want. Like going back to see Abuela, I know you miss her dearly." Gosh the love you had for this man.

So using the training. You go back to the day you literally ran into him.

"You should really pay attention to where you are going little lady," The sigh that escaped wasn't muffled.
"I appreciate that you assume that I wasn't or that I honestly care enough to move. You also have eyes and the ability to move out of my way especially considering that I am carrying objects?" Being too busy to even look at the man you ran into. Scrambling to pick up your things. Instead of being a gentleman and helping you he kept walking.

Now were you not only emotional over losing your job, you were now irritated for being spoken down to.

After a month of job hunting. There was finally a call back for an interview. Making sure to look presentable and professional. Being Latina always came with having to hold down your normal conversation accent and bring up what you have referred to as your "Stepford Wives" accent since it was mechanical to your ears. The fluidity and pitches in your natural tones was considered unappealing.
Walking into the private practice for Dr. Palmer. Being told to wait in the break room. You could hear a heated conversation. As your interview time came and went with the argument seeming to never end you knocked on the door agitated.

That's when he opened the door. The same ass who on your worst day spoke to you. "Puta Madre. Again? Seems like you are the black cloud of my life. I came for an interview but because you can't let this lady live her life how she wants. From what it sounds like the day you had any say in her life came and went.  Normally I wouldn't care. Pero not today. You not only meddling in her life but fucking with mine. Because of you I am out of cab fare, and consequently didn't have an interview for a job I desperately need. So be all glorious white savior and go shove it where the sun doesn't shine."

Storming out of the office clearly upset. So upset that tears started to roll down. Damn frustration, irritation, also knowing that this was your last shot before you needed to move out of the apartment.

Just walking down the street one moment the next. Your foot didn't connect with concrete. Falling in absolute darkness. Not knowing how far is the fall or for how long then it opened and you fall onto a sofa.
The beginning of becoming his apprentice to try to make it up to you.

What pulled you back was the sharp pain. As the birth continued feeling like you would split in two. Then your daughter was here. The most precious thing. Your husband took her and kissed her forehead then went to your side handing her to you.
"Cariño she is beautiful just like her mamá. Thank you for giving me the chance. Thank you for making me the luckiest and happiest man in the world."