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A/N~This was requested by HufflepuffJam, I hope you and everyone else likes it.

TW~Pain.

Y/N'S POV

It was 11pm and I just couldn't fall asleep. Our baby boy, Elio, was constantly kicking my ribs, and on top of that, I've been experiencing awful braxton hicks.

I groaned and rolled over in bed, so that I was facing Sam, who was fast asleep. I stroked his hair and bit, and he absentmindedly moved his hand to the top of my bump.

He was then woken up by feeling our baby kick my ribs, causing me to groan in pain.

"Angel? Have you even slept yet?" Sam asked, sitting up to lean against the headboard as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"No, your son is kicking me! Braxton hicks too," I whined, collapsing dramatically on Sam's chest, as he breathed a laugh.

"You mean OUR son." He said, making me glare at him. "Sorry. What would you like me to do Y/N? Maybe a bath?" He suggested.

"But it's 11.30pm," I replied, getting kicked in the ribs again, as a braxton hick emerged from nowhere, causing me to whimper in pain, and cuddle into Sam more.

"But you're in pain angel. It might help, you can leave your shirt or sports bra on. I'll sit with you if you want." He said, and I surrendered, nodding my head.

Sam got up, helping me lay back down for a bit, before going into the bathroom and running the water for the bath.

He came back out and sat with me for a while, as the pain increase. "Deep breaths Y/N," Sam encouraged as a new wave of pain flowed through my body.

"I-I can't S-Sam, it h-hurts." I stammered, as my hands shook from the pain. "I know it does angel. I'm gonna go check the bath, and I'll come back." He stated, before getting up and then going into the bathroom.

Then, the worst pain ever coursed through my body. "S-Sam!" I cried, and then he came straight back to my side. "I know, I know. When this is done, you get can in the bath." Sam said, holding my hand, as tears streamed down my face.

Sam used one of his hands to rub my bump, which called Elio down from kicking me. "Alright Y/N, do you wanna get in the tub now?" He asked whilst I wiped my tears and nodded.

He helped me up, and then walked behind me as we made our way into the bathroom.

He let me get undressed, before he helped me into the bath, where I instantly relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief. Sam took a seat on the floor in front of me and held my hands, and leaned forward to kiss my forehead.

"You feeling better now angel?" Sam asked, and I nodded letting go of one of his hands to rubs my bump a bit. "Is Elio still kicking you?" He questioned, "yeah, he doesn't want to sleep tonight I guess."

Sam rested his head on the edge of the bathtub, and then used his free hand to rub my bump. "Hey little man. Look, from man to man here, can you go to sleep, your mama needs rest." He said, as I laughed, earning a kick from Elio.

"Hey, don't laugh missy! We're speaking like true men." Sam said kissing my hand that he was holding.

The braxton hicks died down a bit from the relaxing, hot water. But, if anything, Elio got more hyper.

"Sam! You were meant to put your son to sleep. Not make him more hyper." I whined, "sorry Y/N, but OUR son just loves me." He replied.

I spent the next ten minutes or so in the bath, having a conversation with Sam about Elio's nursery, occasionally receiving some kicks of approval from Elio too.

The bath was slowly becoming colder, so I got out, and dried off before we both headed back to our bedroom.

"Can I borrow a shirt, please?" I asked, and not a second later, a shirt was placed in my hands. "Thank you," Sam kissed my temple, and climbed into bed, letting me get myself sorted.

I got under the covers, feeling a lot more comfortable then I did two hours ago. "Thanks for the help Sam, you're gonna be an amazing father." I said, facing Sam as he rubbed my bump, which slowly stopped Elio moving around.

"You're gonna be an amazing mother Y/N. Now, let's sleep before Elio contributes the the nursery again." He replied, as we both laughed, before drifting off to sleep again.

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