Since most people can't get enough of The Del Rosso family...
This book is dedicated to one shots/scenarios of them!
DM me or leave suggestions in the comments and I'll try my best to make them into chapters! 🫶
(no weird ones please 🙏)
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My wife has been pregnant for nine months and her due date is soon. Although recently she has been experiencing lower abdominal pain, cramps, and a few contractions which I thought was normal given how far long she is.
I hate how she's in pain. Especially when there's nothing I can do about it. It makes me feel helpless.
Since she has been in pain all day, I took the day off work to be with her. Right now she's taking a nap beside me on our bed while I finish up some work on my laptop.
There's still a frown on her face even when she sleeps and I just know she's in pain. I gave her a massage which lulled her to sleep but her pain only resided temporarily.
I turn my head around when she suddenly starts stirring in her sleep. She turns around and wraps her arm around me, shuffling closer to me.
Smiling, I place my laptop on the nightstand and wrap my arms around her frame, bringing her into my chest. A soft sigh leaves her lips when I rub her stomach to hopefully ease the pain she's feeling.
Her eyes then flutter open slowly and I lean over to kiss her cheek. "Hi." I whisper.
"Hi." She murmurs.
"How was your sleep beautiful?" I mutter.
"Good." She says softly and starts getting out of bed.
"You okay?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Bathroom." She mutters so I immediately get out of bed to help her up.
With a small groan, she gets up from the bed with my help and heads inside the bathroom. While I wait for her, I check my messages on my phone and by the time I'm done she's out.
"Come here Riv." I say, sitting down on the bed.
With a wince, she waddles her way over here and slowly lowers herself in between my thighs with her back facing my front.
"Ace." She whimpers and my heart shatters.
"I know baby, I know." I mutter, "Lay back. I've got you."
She lays her head back against my shoulder and relaxes into my arms. I use one hand to stroke her hair gently and use the other to rub her lower stomach.
She sighs under my touch and I can practically feel the tension leaving from her body. He nap didn't seem to help. Neither did the heating pad I gave her earlier.
"Better?" I question but she shakes her head and I feel helpless. I've tried everything. "Should we just call the midwife? I hate seeing you like this."
"No I'm fine." She whispers but I don't buy her bullshit.
"You're not," I say, reaching for my phone on the nightstand. "You've been in pain all day. I'm calling her."
