Final fantasy 7 x reader

The baby (Zack Fair x pregnant reader)

Zack watched as (Y/n) waddled into the living room, rubbing her very pregnant belly. It seemed to taunt him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of panic rise within him. She was due any day now, and the thought of her going into labor right here, right now, sent a shiver down his spine. He had read all the books, taken all the classes, but nothing could prepare him for the reality of becoming a father. He felt his heart race as he imagined the scene: the hospital, the blood, the chaos. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but his eyes kept darting to the clock, the phone, the door. He was ready, or so he told himself, but he couldn't shake the feeling. He just wanted this part to be over, the part where he was just waiting, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

(Y/n) was also nervous of course, but she was a natural at hiding it. She had her hand on her lower back as she slowly walked over to the couch.

"Mmm..." She grumbled as she sat down on the couch, closing her eyes as finally the weight came off her feet.

Zack couldn't help but worry as he saw (Y/n) wince in pain. He moved over to her quickly, sitting down next to her. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. He started rubbing her lower back, trying to ease the pain he knew she was feeling. "You look exhausted," he added, gently.

(Y/n) let out a sigh as his hand went to her lower back. She loved his massages, he was really good at it. "Well you try carrying around the weight of a bowling ball and you'll see how tired I am." She teased jokingly, cracking a small smile.

Zack stifled a laugh, but it was followed immediately by a pang of guilt. He knew that she was carrying their child, and that it wasn't easy on her body. "I'm sorry," he said, pausing his hand momentarily. "I know this is tough on you. But you're doing great, babe. You're almost at the finish line."

(Y/n) chuckled lightly, grabbing his hand to keep him from stopping. "No, no keep rubbing." She said, putting his hand back on her back. "And yeah, I know I'm almost done, but when you think your going to pop at any second it feels like forever till you actually do pop."

Zack obeyed, resuming the massage, his strong hands working the muscles on her lower back with practiced ease. "I can't even imagine how you feel," he said, his voice sincere. "But I'm here for you, every step of the way. And trust me, I'm just as impatient as you are. I can't wait to meet our little one."

(Y/n) leaned back into the couch as Zack's fingers worked her muscles. She let out a small moan as the pain in her lower back started to lessen. "Mmm...I know you can't wait... you talk and dream more about the baby then I do." She said with a laugh.

Zack chuckled, his voice soft and affectionate. "Well, can you blame me?" He continued the massage, his hands working out any remaining knots. "I'm just so excited to finally be a dad. It's like a dream come true." He paused for a moment, his eyes tracing the contour of her belly. "And you're so beautiful like this, babe. I know it's hard on you, but damn, you're glowing."

(Y/n) smiled at his words, feeling her chest flutter with a warm feeling. "Mmm... you flatterer... I know I look like a whale right now, I'm surprised you can even find any beauty in that."

Zack chuckled, his eyes meeting hers warmly. "Are you kidding? You don't look like a whale, babe. You look like a goddess. You're carrying our baby, and that's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Seriously, you're gorgeous. I hope our baby gets your looks."

(Y/n) chuckled again, rolling her eyes playfully. "Mmm... you are so full of crap." She said jokingly. "I bet you're already planning the next baby even though you haven't gotten this one yet... aren't you?"

Zack smirked, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, can you blame me?" He teased, his hands moving from her back. "You're so good at this baby-making thing I might just have to keep you pregnant forever." He winked at her, his hand trailing along her belly, feeling the gentle curves.