Football Imagines

John Stones | i

Author's note: This is a request by GiadaSemenzato0, and I thinkt here isn't much to say about it. The header basically is the best summary I could give you😅 Hope you like it, and thank you for reading! 💜

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"The doctor will be here in a minute" the nurse smiles before leaving the room.

"John..." I say, reaching for his hand. "John, is happening."

"It is, love" he says, sitting in bed next to me.

"Aren't you scared? Because I'm shitting myself. Wait, what if I actually shit myself while pushing? Oh my God, John. John!"

"Ouch!" he complains when I squeeze his hand. "That hurt!"

"That's nothing compared to what I'm feeling right... fuck!"

"Deep breaths, love. Deep breaths" he says, helping me go through another contraction.

"You men should get to experience this pain" I say when I'm able to speak again. "It would make you stop rolling on the pitch like idiots when someone touches you."

"I don't do that."

"Ha!"

"I don't" he repeats. "And more than scared, I'm nervous. And anxious. Rúben always says I can barely take care of myself, and now I'm gonna have to take care of a little human being... my little human being, for the next what, 18 years? And I'm gonna have to make sure they have everything they may need, and that they grow up happy and safe, that they become a nice person, teach them between right and wrong... Do people realize how crazy being a parent is? The pressure?"

"Rúben" I snort. "He should be worrying about himself and what he does during the summer and leave you alone."

"True" he chuckles. "But still..."

"John, you are gonna be an amazing dad. It will be tough, the toughest thing we will probably ever do. But I know we can do it. You and I can... fuck."

"Oh, we definitely can do that, can't we? We wouldn't be here if we... Bloody hell! Was that necessary?"

"You were being an idiot while I was having a contraction. Feeling like you were about to lose your hand was necessary, yes."

"You are so scary when you get angry... Still love you, tho" he smiles, caressing my hair with his free hand.

"I would love you a lot more if you stopped being an idiot while I'm being tortured by your spawn."

"So rude, love" he laughs, the sound making me relax a bit.

"John... Everything is gonna be ok, isn't it? Like, now. With the baby and me and..."

"Everything is gonna be ok" he says, kissing my forehead. "You are the strongest woman I know. Look at the state of my poor hand!" he chuckles, making me roll my eyes. "I'm being serious, love. You are so strong... And you can do this. You will do this. And if at any moment you feel like you can't and you want to give up, I'll be next to you giving you all the strength I have even if it is nowhere near the one you have."

"Promise you won't faint?"

"I promise" he smiles while caressing my hair again, helping me relax a tiny bit more. "I promise I'll be there for you, love. Now and always, through good and through bad, in sickness and in health."

"Are you repeating me our wedding vows before I give birth?" I chuckle.

"Sometimes it's worth reminding them" he shrugs.