Rules of Friendship | 18+

𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘖𝘯𝘦 ♡

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺

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I could hear people whispering around me.

I hadn't opened my eyes yet, the smell of the hospital room assaulting me as soon as I woke up. The sterile smell made me wince, I was not too fond of the hospital and hated that I was back in it even more. But I could feel Steve's steady presence beside me, he had shifted me over in the bed so he could lay next to me, and my fingers squeezed his hand softly. He returned it, kissing my temple as people talked around me. "It's for me to tell her," Steve's voice was strong, although I heard the shake, the nervousness in the tone and I felt my own anxiety skyrocket, "And I'd like to do it alone."

Everyone muttered, and then one by one I could feel their presence leaving the room, the only sound of the shoes and the beeping of machines accompanying them.

"You can open your eyes now baby," Steve's voice was soft, and I blinked open, the first thing I saw was his palm against my stomach, thumb stroking small circles against the t-shirt. Steve must have dressed me before we came here because all I remember was fighting for my breath in the shower after a coughing fit. And then I tilted my head up, seeing Steve with so much love on his face. I gave a gentle smile, seeing his eyes light up, "You breathing okay sweetheart?"

I nodded, accepting a peck of his lips to mine. "I need to talk to you," Steve whispered, and I felt the fear seize my chest, letting him help me sit up, "And I need you to promise not to panic. Or at least not panic too badly."

"Okay?"

Steve cupped my face in his hands and I held his wrists, watching his blue eyes study me. "We're having a baby."

I had to hold in the panicked cry that wanted to escape my mouth. "You're three weeks pregnant baby," my throat bobbed and Steve kissed my nose, "The doctor told your mother and me in the hallway because you have pneumonia and they can't do the same treatment. I know it's scary, I'm scared as hell too baby, but I'm all in."

My chin wobbled and I spread my fingers against my stomach, trying to wrap my head around the news, "You're not questioning if it's yours?" I asked, and Steve's eyes softened, realizing a fear I didn't know I had. We were young, and I was insecure in my relationship with him to begin with. He had been the only person I've slept with in months. I was positive about who's baby it is, but the fear was real, about Steve leaving, walking away because he wasn't ready for a baby, or he didn't want one with me.

"Because I don't care whose baby it is biologically, although I'm positive it's mine," Steve held my face with so much care, "I love you, and if you came with a baby fine, I'll love that baby as mine, they will be mine. I don't care who the fucks it is, you're their mother, and I want you, and I want that baby regardless of it being mine or not," I sniffled, tears rolling down my cheeks, "I'm in love with you Serenity, baby or not, you're mine, and this baby, is mine," Steve pressed a soft kiss to my mouth, "As long as you'll have me, I'm yours."

I nodded, wrapping my arms around Steve's neck and letting him pull me into his embrace, a choked cry leaving my lips as he rubbed my back. I was so scared, I hadn't planned on this, I had another year of school, but I'd make it work, we'd make it work. "You can't leave," I whispered, a broken cry leaving my lips as I pulled myself closer to Steve, his body shifting so I could crawl into his lap, "You can't leave me."

"I won't," Steve whispered, sliding his hands under the shirt to rub my warm skin, "I won't I promise."

I cried into his shoulder until I started coughing, and he slammed on the nurse call button while rubbing my back, trying to get me to relax. "Easy baby easy," Steve murmured, looking to the nurse who grabbed an inhaler, and forced it into my mouth, I inhaled as she pushed down on the top and then she left while I quietly cried into his shoulder. "Serenity, sweetheart, I'm not going anywhere I promise, God I promise."