Our Daughter (Slenderman x Female Reader)

Arrival

~~Slender's Pov~~

"Slender!" He hears you call from upstairs, immediately teleporting to the bedroom.

"Yes my dear?" He asks, freezing when he sees your sweatpants and the floor are soaked, your hand resting on your belly.

"I think it's time," You laugh. "Sorry about the mess."

"Honestly woman, forget about the mess," He huffs despite the fact he'd be grinning at you if he had a face. "Alright, let's get you into something dry. I'll call the doctor real quick."

"Mhmm," You hum as you breathe out through what he figures is a contraction.

He quickly grabs you a dress to throw on so you're wearing something dry until getting to the hospital. He grabs his phone and makes a quick call to the doctor while you're working on changing. He puts his phone away and assists you in getting undressed and dressed again, timing your contractions in his head. Despite your water just breaking your contractions are fairly close together already.

"Well, we should tell everyone," You breathe out, your breaths a little more labored than usual.

"Now is not the time for a family meeting," He scolds you with a shake of his head.

"I just need my phone. I'll reply in the group chat," You point out.

"You're in labor and you're worried about announcing it to everyone. You're about to have a baby," He feels the need to remind you.

"I've done this before. We'll leave soon enough," You declare, doing your slow waddle over to the nightstand where your phone rests.

He lets out a hard huff but allows you to do as you please. You may have given birth before, but it was to Sally. Now you're giving birth to a child that shares his genetics and grows just like him. Maybe he should have convinced you to do a c-section, but you refused the time or two he brought it up. He wants to respect your wishes, but he really is worried about how this whole thing is going to go. You're treating it as if none of this is a big deal!

"Shouldn't you be getting to the hospital?!" Splendor cries as he slams open the door, pants leaving him as he stares at you with wide eyes. "Y/N! You gotta get going! Honestly, the text could have waited!"

"See? My point exactly," Slender points out, falling silent when you shoot him a glare. "The contractions are still too far apart."

"But it's high risk! They must monitor everything!" Splendor cries, frowning when you shake your head.

"I'm fine. Let me do this my way please," You tell him. "I've got this."

"But!" Splendor starts.

"Splendor, remember she's given birth before," He reminds his little brother. "She'll know if something is wrong. Please leave her be."

"Fine. Fine," Splendor huffs. "I'll drop it."

Splendor leaves and word gets out you haven't left yet despite your text, many excitedly coming to the bedroom to check on you. It amuses him watching you keep up with everyone's excitement despite the fact you're about to give birth. You're doing well through the contractions, but he knows a bit of it is just you pretending to be okay for everyone's sakes. Always looking out for the rest of them and ignoring your own issues.

"Okay," You gasp after a while.

He hurries over to you and takes your hand, teleporting you both to the hospital. Nurses hurry to get you checked in and prepped for delivery. He stays beside you every step of the way, offering his hand when it's time for you to start pushing. He tries not to wince at the grip you have on his hand, swearing you're about to break his fingers in your hold.