80s Band Imagines

💜Steven #11- Baby Love

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"Steven."
I whispered, trying to get him to wake up.

"Baby?"
He asked.

"He's kicking."
I said softly, scratching his scalp gently.

"Really?"
Steven asked, turning and holding himself up on his elbow.

"Wanna feel?"
I asked, grimacing as another kick came from my son.

"Can I?"
Steven asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Gimme your hand."
I said, grabbing his hand. I moved his fingers right below my belly bottom and waited for a kick to come.

"W-Was that him?"
Steven asked with wide eyes.

"Mhm. He's telling his daddy hello."
I mumbled, moving his hand to follow the kicks as they came.

"Can I talk to him?"
Steven asked with hopefully eyes.

"Yeah, babe."
I smiled, and shifted to lay down on my back.

"Hey, buddy. It's daddy, again."
He chuckled, scooting down further to be eye-level with my protruding stomach.

"Y'know, me and Mommy can't wait for you to be here. I think your name should be Frankie, but your mom's not going for it."
Steven said, making me chuckle.

"She wants to name you Jeffrey. I guess I don't mind that, it's not as good as mine though."
He laughed, causing me to gently smack his head.

"Kidding."
He said holding up his hands in defense.

"Mommy and me love you so much. We've been marking the days off of our calendar. We're down to four months."
Steven smiled widely.

"Everyone is so excited to meet you. Slash, Duff, Axl, and your Uncle Izzy all tell us they're gonna take you from us when you get here. But I promised Mommy that wouldn't happen."
Steven said before pressing a kiss to my stomach.

"Me and Mommy will always be here to make sure nothing happens to you. Because between you and me, none of them know what they're doing."
Steven whispered.

"Can't wait until you're here, baby."
Steven sighed, pressing multiple kisses to my stomach.

"Y'know when Mommy told me we were gonna have you, I started talkin' to you right away. Right, honey?"
Steven asked, looking up at me.

"Mhm. Almost right after I said the word 'pregnant'.
I chuckled.

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"Honey? June? Baby where are you?"
Steven called from downstairs.

"Bedroom."
I called weakly.

"Hey, Honey. You okay?"
Steven asked, obviously concerned by he look on my face.

"I-I'm okay."
I stuttered out, clenching the little stick in my hands.

"What'cha got there, June?"
Steven asked with a smile.

"Oh, um- w-well. Steven. Y'k-know I l-love you a-and t-this wasn't supposed to ha-happen. Or at least n-not yet. B-But-"
I spluttered out, tears starting to fall from my eyes.

"June, honey, relax. Take a deep breath."
Steven instructed, climbing on to the bed to sit on front of me.

"There you go, baby. Calm down, June, I promise whatever is the matter we can fix."
Steven said calmly.