Pietro- Baby

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(Requested by BlueFuzzyElf )
B/n-= baby name

You stare down at your hands as water flows over them. It had been the third time this week you woke up and ran to the bathroom to vomit. Your cravings for odd foods and mood swings made you suspicious. Normally, you'd pass it off as a bug and be done with it. But you weren't so sure this time.

"(Y/n)?"

You gasp and jump, water flying everywhere as you look up to meet Pietro's pale blue eyes.

"You scared me," You mutter, turning off the water and drying your hands as you move past Pietro and into your bedroom. "How'd you get in here?"

Pietro appeared in front of you, a concerned look on his face. "What's wrong?"

You narrow scowl at him, "What's wrong? You're asking me what's wrong?"

His furrows his eyebrows at you. "I just want to know if you're alright-"

"No, I'm not alright!" You hiss, tears filing your eyes. Pietro tries to calm you down, but you smack his hand away and cover your face. "There might be a problem,"

He suddenly has your wrists in one hand and the other rested on your cheek, wiping away the tears. "Tell me what's the matter, I don't like seeing you sad."

You smile, laughing as Pietro pulls you close to him. "I don't know how to say this," you mutter, wrapping your arms around his waist. You feel him tense.

"You're not... We're not breaking up, are we?" He holds you back and stares into your eyes. "Because I don't know what I've done wrong. Not seeing you everyday would be horrible. You know how much I love you, right?"

Your jaw threatens to drop at his assumption. You feel a burst of happiness, and then you're laughing. "No, I'm not breaking up with you."

Relief washes over his face as he hugs you tightly. "Then what's the problem?"

"Imightbepregnant-" you blurt out, squeezing your eyes tightly.

Out of nowhere, a pregnancy test is in your hands and you're standing in your bathroom after a whoosh of air blows your hair in every direction.

"Did you just-!" You grip the box tightly as your stomach twists in knots.

"Hurry!" You hear Pietro yell from behind the door. "If you are pregnant, I've got to tell Wanda!"

After taking the pregnancy test, you wash up and exit the bathroom without looking at the stick. Pietro speeds to you, nervousness and excitement written clear on his face. "Well?"

You hold up the test and gasp. "I'm-I'm," You choke out, tears filling your eyes as you gape up at Pietro.

"You're what?" He asks urgently, looking at the pregnancy test. "I don't know what the plus means!"

"It means that I'm pregnant, Pietro!" You cry, giggling as he grabs you and spins you around, his laugh vibrating down your spine.

When he sets you down, he cautiously steps back and holds up his hands. "I will be right back," he's instantly gone, leaving you to smile to yourself at the thought of carrying a child. Pietro's child. These were going to be a long 9 months...

You wobble over to the kitchen at nearly midnight in search of some cereal. You've been craving the breakfast food every since you got pregnant. Right when you're about to reach the fridge, you're set at the dining table with a bowl of cereal in front of you.

"I told you to wake me up when you want to eat, (Y/n)." Pietro murmurs in your ear, his lips pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before he sits down next to you and watches as you dig in.

You smile up at him as milk dribbles down your chin, "I didn't want to wake you,"

The milk from your chin is gone and a used napkin sits in Pietro's hands. "But I want you to wake me up, even if you need a glass of water or tea or a burger from some fast food-"

Your head perks up at the mention of burgers. "Well, if you instant. Could you-?"

A bag smelling of greasy burgers and fries lands in front of you, Pietro smirking slightly. "Go on, eat."

"Thanks, Pietro. You're the best," You say, smiling lovingly at Pietro.

When you had your baby, the two of you spoiled (him/her). You ended up naming the baby (b/n). Turns out, (he/she) possessed the same powers Pietro did. You found that out during (his/her) first step. (B/n) zoomed right into your arms, nearly knocking you over if it wasn't for Pietro to catch you. Wanda was beyond thrilled of he news. She offered to help babysit and help out whenever she could. You couldn't be thankful enough to have met Pietro that day when he saved you.

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