You Me, A Place To Be

𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭-𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐟 | 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚

February 24th, 2035

"Y/N?" The same nurse says, Peter and Y/N stand up. Peter feels refreshed with the new year, it's going to be a good one, and he has already moved into Y/N's apartment and they move into their new house next month in March, it will be a great year. "Happy new year, how are you two?" He asks.

"I'm good, Peter has just moved in and we bought a house last week." Y/N says, her hand laced in Peter's.

"That is exciting." Her grins, "Congratulations." He tells Peter, "How's baby?"

Y/N sighs, looking down to her stomach that has a small and not to visible bump, "Good... I throw up less because I am like- officially in the 2nd trimester, but more emotional though, and I eat weird food like strawberries with peanut butter."

"Very normal." The nurse giggles, "How many weeks are you?"

"19 weeks." Peter says, "Sorry, she can answer that, I'm just really happy." He bit back his smile.

"Last time you were 15 weeks, yeah?" He checks and they walk into the small room and Y/N lies on the table.

"Mhm." Y/N hums.

"We can probably tell the gender today." He grins, "Unless you two don't want to know?"

"Oh no, we are very impatient, we would love to know." She pauses, looking over at Peter. "Right?"
"Mhm." He agrees, smiling wide. "We've picked names as well."

"What have you picked?" He asks while he sets up the ultrasound equipment. "If you don't mind me asking of course."

"Not at all." Y/N speaks up. "Vienna Antonia Parker if it's a girl and Harry Nadal Parker if it's a boy."

"Those are really lovely." He looks at the two with a fond smile across his cheeks, "Okay, Doctor Moulin should be in here soon, and I will see you guys next month."

After he shuts the door Y/N turns to Peter, "I am losing my patients." She begins tapping her shoes together.

Peter giggles, "I think it will be a girl, I just don't see myself ever raising a boy."

"Me too!" Y/N agrees, "Oh- did I tell you, Willow says that our baby is the size of a red sweet pepper."

"Awh, so small." Peter frowns, they are cut off because the doctor opens the door.

She walked into the room, sitting on the spiny stool, "How are you pair?" She says.

"We are good, very happy." Y/N speaks. "How are you?"

"I am doing well, thank you for asking." She pours the gel onto her hands, "Lift your sweater for me." She tells Y/N and so she does, Peter immediately grins when he sees the little bump, "You're showing, that is so exciting, I am so happy for you."

"I know, when I realised it, Peter was in New York at some business meeting and he stopped the entire meeting so he could show his uncle Happy." Doctor Moulin smiles at her comment and spreads the gel across Y/N's stomach.

Peter thinks of how he couldn't help it, it was probably one of the most amazing things he's seen.

It doesn't take too long before they are staring at their baby on the screen, Peter thinks that they look bigger than last month in January. "We have a due date for you two." She says, "Now it's not official but it's an estimate."