Platonic!AMP House x Reader Imagines

Baby Bump Struggles

AN: This is not part of the mini plot that's developing. 

                          I roll over and reach for my phone. "Dukie, can you please come help me?" I whine. "Yeah, I'm on my way." he sighs and hangs up. He walks through my bedroom doors and reaches his hand out. I take his hand and slowly stand up. He slightly rolls his eyes as I plant my feet. Tears prickle in my eyes and I start to sniffle. "Y/N? Are you okay?" Duke asks, wrapping an arm around my waist to support my weight. "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." I cry. "Sorry for what, ma?" he asks super confused. "I'm sorry I couldn't keep my legs closed and now you have to take care of me. I'm-I'm sorry that I call you every morning to help me get out of bed." I cry into his shoulder. "Oh, Y/N. I promise I don't care about helping you. Yeah, sometimes I get a little frustrated, but I get over it and help you anyway. You not keeping your legs close is not the issue, it's not an issue at all. It's not like you run the streets or anything." He says patting my hip. I wipe my face and sniffle. "Let's go get something to eat, yeah?" 

                       I follow Duke downstairs to the kitchen. "Hey, ma. ¿Cómo está el bebé? ¿Está bien?" Fanum says. He knows I've been trying to learn Spanish before the baby comes so that my baby can be bilingual. "El..... bebé..... es bueno." I say in very broken Spanish. "Mui bien, ma." He cheers. "What you want to eat, Y/N?" Duke asks opening the fridge. "Whatever." I say leaning on the counter. I take the coconut oil out the fridge and start applying some to my bump. "Ew, we cook with that." Kai grimaces as he walks into the kitchen. "I read that it be helping with stretch marks and that." I say rubbing it on my stomach. "Okay." Kai says taking some in his hand and applying it to his arms. "Bro, what are you doing?" Fanum laughs. "I don't want stretch marks from my growing muscles." He says flexing. 

                      I sit down in the chair next to Kai's while he streams. "Yo, this is my bestie Y/N for those who don't know. She's also like super pregnant." He adds. I awkwardly wave. The chat starts blowing up with requests for a pregnancy Q&A. "You chill with that?" Kai asks. I nod and place a hand over my bump. "Do you plan on giving birth at home?" Kai reads. "No, I plan on going to a hospital." "Do you know who the father is?" Kai reads. "Yes, I know who the father is, but his involvement is none of your business." I say firmly. "username_hater1 donated 3 dollars. Do you plan on ever keeping your legs closed?" the computerized voice announces. Tears start to well up in my eyes. "Dead that shit right now. We don't play that. If you finna be a hater, you can leave tf." Kai yells. I wipe my face as tears start to fall. "I'll see you later, Kai." I mumble before getting up. "Y/N...." He says getting up to follow me. I send him a fake smile and head upstairs. 

                   Once I reach the kitchen, I lean against the counter and prepare myself for the wave of depression. "You okay?" Davis says placing his hand on the small of my back. I close my eyes to catch the tears, but none fall. A waft of fresh fried chicken hits my nose. "Did you order food?" I ask. He raises a bag of food with a smile. "You wanna share?" He asks, already knowing the answer. I sniffle and nod. 

                  We sit down by the pool and split the chicken. "What happened? Why were you so sad when you came into the kitchen?" Davis asks. I pull the meat off the bone and look down. "Someone on Kai's stream asked me why I don't keep my legs closed." I shrug. He places his hand on my wrist. "You know that you being pregnant is not a bad thing, right? Like, you are your own person and you can do whatever you want." He comforts. I give him a weak smile. "Thanks, Davy."