(8 months later) It's been a long, long eight months. Your belly filled out and Dylan left for shows every now and then. Jorel had Vanessa come check on you while they were gone if she wasn't visiting him. Dylan and yourself decided she should be the godmother of your baby. The two of you also decided to let the gender of the baby be a surprise, but of course that devastated your friends and families. They would just have to wait like the two of you. Fortunately, Dylan was home for Christmas and New Years. The baby's due date was nearing and all of the guys were so excited, but no one showed it more than Danny. He'd bring tons of stuffed animals to the baby's nursery that had been put together two months after you found out about your pregnancy. "Oh my gosh, Babe. Can you believe it? Our baby's almost here! I'm going to love him or her more than anything in the world!" Said your fiance as he put the star on top of the Christmas tree. He turned around wide-eyed and then his face formed a cheesy smile as he added on, "...Besides you of course," before he strode over to you and encircled you into your arms. "Nice save," you chuckle as you brush his lips with yours. Christmas was five days away and the tree was usually up right after Thanksgiving, but there was so much baby planning and online shopping for Christmas gifts so you didn't have to waddle through holiday chaos. "Baby, what time do you think we should tell everyone to show up?" You were the ones hosting the Christmas party this year since Danny and Reese hosted it the year before. "Hmm....noon, ya think?" He came up closer to you, forcing you to tilt your head to meet his eyes. "Whatever you want, baby doll." You shared a small kiss before going to place the stockings above the fire place. They were so close together because there were eight stockings to put up, one for the baby had to go up; Dylan insisted.
"Baby, I'm so excited! Christmas is just a few days away and our baby will be here with us!" Exclaimed your fiance as he knelt down to kiss the baby in your stomach. "Me too, love. It's gonna be so great. Vanessa and Danny will be great godparents." You respond, wrapping your arms around his neck as he stands up. "Of course they will. Just like you'll be a wonderful Mom." You chuckle and kiss him quickly and deeply before saying, "And you'll be Dad of the year." He takes your hand and leads you to the couch where he sits sideways to lean against the armrest and spreads his legs before pulling you to sit between them. Dylan gently places his hands on your stomach, nuzzling your neck. You feel a hard kick from your baby and gasp before smiling. It was slightly painful but would be worth it. "Take it easy champ," he chuckles rubbing your stomach. He leans back and so do you, breathing in his scent and feeling his warmth. After long moments of silence your eyes begin to grow heavy. Dylan must have felt your body go limp for he kissed your head before saying, "Goodnight my loves." There you slept in his arms and he too fell asleep for one arm was dangling to the floor as the other was between his leg and the couch when you awoke. The sound of the doorbell rang as you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. You got up and Dylan rolled on his side still sleeping. You grabbed the blanket from the other couch and quickly covered him up before waddling to the door. Through the peephole you saw Danny on the front step holding flowers and a large stuffed panda. "Hey Danny," you greeted as you gestured for him to come in. "Hey Y/N. It's not a bad time is it?" He questioned as he observed the room. "No, of course not. Dylan's still napping- my fault. The baby always craves at night so Dylan is always jumping out of bed to fetch us food," you respond, placing your hands on your belly. "Geez, it seems like your baby bump grew since the last time I saw you." You sigh as you waddle into the kitchen, Danny following you with the bear and flowers still in his arms. "I brought the flowers, which are fake, for the baby's room. Figured fake would be better so they don't wilt and die. And the large Panda is for the baby as well," he adds on before setting them in the chair next to you. Danny sat across from you at the table twiddling his thumbs and unsure of what to say next. The past eight months have been okay between the two of you. Nothing major has happened. You and Dylan try not to be so touchy out of respect to Danny when the gang is around. He and Reese have decided it'd be best to split and she doesn't come around anymore. She sent you a letter of congratulations on your pregnancy and that she hopes Scarlett could see the baby sometime when he or she arrives, that it'd make Scarlett happy because she's been talking about the baby non-stop since Danny told her. "Can I get you anything Danny?" you offer, breaking him out of his thoughts. "Oh no. I don't want you to go through the trouble. I can get it myself. Is there anything I can get you Y/N? Anything I can do to help?" You let out a large sigh. "No, thank you though. My feet hurt like a mother though, all the swelling from the pregnancy. It'll be worth it though. Gosh I can't wait to have this baby. I'm going to love him or her so much. I'll feed them and hold them, sing them lullabies. I'm just so damn happy." You trailed off about your excitement, think of what your baby would look like. You let out a soft moan that pulled you out of your daydream. You look over to see Danny in the other seat next to you, rubbing your left foot. "Danny...what are you doing?" He chuckled lightly, still rubbing your foot. "Rubbing your feet. You said they hurt and I just want to help. That is my godchild in there." You groaned as his thumb began rubbing the heel of your foot, the part that hurt most. "God you're good at foot massages." He nodded, put down your left foot, and picked up your right one. "Danny, you should stop. Dylan could wake up. I'm fine really. Thank you, that was very sweet of you." He reluctantly put your foot down and let out a long, almost sad sounding sigh. "Alright. I'm sorry. I know that may have been inappropriate but I just wanted to help and make things easier on you." You give him a sympathetic smile. "I know that Danny. I am fine, really. And it's not your job to take care of me, I have Dylan for that. I don't want to make you feel bad or unwelcome, it's just a fragile situation." He nods in agreement. "I know. I'm sorry. I should get going. I got an apartment and have to clean up and unpack the last box before I have to pick up Scarlett, just wanted to check in. Tell Dylan I'll see him around," he said as he got up and headed for the kitchen exit. "Hold on, let me walk you out." It took you a while to stand up and waddle to his area. He let you lead him to the front door, and just as you opened it he brushed his lips with yours. He took a second to come back from his daze, said a quick "goodbye" and walked to his car. You closed the door and felt your lips with your fingers. "It's probably best not to tell Dylan so he doesn't start anything with Danny or change his mind about allowing him to be the godfather of our child," you thought to yourself, "Danny's got it hard already, splitting with Reese and not see Scarlett all the time."
You walked over to the couch and lightly called to Dylan in a sing-song way. "Dyl-annn. Wake up baby. Come on, let's go upstairs and nap in our bed." He rolled over to face you, only after he groaned, "Noooo." You smiled at his cuteness and continued to lightly shake him. "Come on babe, seriously. Let's go," you said before you lightly spanked his ass. "Hey! Not cool!" He shouted, bolting awake. "Oh hush ya big baby. I barely tapped you. Now come on, let's go nap upstairs in our bed." He yawned and slowly stood up. You put your arm around his waist and put his arm around your shoulder as you held it there. "Come on big guy." You led him to the stairs and took one step at a time, partly helping him and partly using him to lean on to for balance. The big lump that was your baby really took a toll on your body every now and then. You let him go as you reached the top of the stairs and pushed on his back in leading him to bed. He kicked off his shoes before flopping face down and rolling over to face the ceiling. You walked around to your side of the bed and gently lay yourself down. He rolled over and faced you, your gaze meeting his sleepy one. "I love you baby," he said in his sexily husky, tired voice. You said nothing and wiggled closer to him, kissed his nose and threw an arm around him before pulling him as close as possible to you. "I love you, mi amor," you say before you close your eyes.
(Author's Note)
Alright! So it's been a while! Not much exciting happened, I'm sorry. It's 4AM, almost 5 and I'm just finishing this. I know this Chapter is pretty plain but I swear the next Chapter will be longer and have more excitement. I kind of lost inspiration there for a while and a lot of stuff happened that I had to deal with internally. No excuse but still. Thank you for all the votes and positive comments. I promise I won't keep you waiting too long for the next Chapter. I will also be posting a new chapter of my other fanfiction "The Summer of Love" (about J-Dog/Jorel and Johnny 3 Tears/George) soon-check it out if you haven't already and tell me what you think. On the bright side, the things I had to deal with really inspired me so hopefully you guys will enjoy my upcoming Chapters. I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and enjoy your New Years celebrations. Stay safe and remember that I love you all and am here if anyone needs to talk c: See you guys next time ^-^
P.S. I didn't look through and fix typos so forgive me for my laziness. I am tired lol

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~Funny Man
Teen FictionYou're in a relationship with Dylan Alvarez, known to most Hollywood Undead fans as the amazing Funny Man.