TVD imagines/preferences

How he is while you're pregnant

>>A part 3 to the pregnancy series, continuing from the previous storylines.

Stefan: Stefan was still overjoyed at the thought of having a child- the whole situation feeling like a dream come true. But a sense of  compassion and careful instinct lurked in the shadow of his excitement for your upcoming bundle of joy.

He was never controlling or possessive as he didn't want you feeling vulnerable- having been incapable of completing average tasks while in your state. But there was no doubt that he had kept an extra close eye on you during your pregnancy, watching out for you and making sure to give you a hand wherever you needed it.

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You were spending a relaxing day at home, trying to keep off of your now semi-swollen feet as you rested comfortably on the couch- a book in your hand and a content smile on your lips. You sighed to yourself, closing the book before resting it on your lap- of which was beginning to be covered by your ever-growing stomach. Positioning a hand to the back of the couch, you pushed yourself up and out of your sitting position- resting your hand gently to your stomach as you stood- clutching the book in your grasp.

Being a vampire, you had thought that your pregnancy would be a breeze in comparison to that of a humans. Boy, were you wrong. Your feet ached, your head spun, and your cravings were out of this world. But you looked passed all of the morning sickness and nausea to think of your baby. The child you were lucky enough to be able to bring into your life- and that made it all worthwhile.

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Making your way over to the bookshelf, you eyed the empty space where your book once sat, and where it must return- high above your head. You could foresee the struggle ahead of you and the obvious disadvantage you were at- needing to stretch your back and ultimately; your stomach, in order to reach the high shelf.

A heavy sigh left your lips before you reached your arm up- extending the book out in your clasp. Your eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as you stood up on your toes, your other hand rested on your abdomen carefully, but it was to no use. Retracting your arm, you slouched back down to your regular height, looking around for another way to return the leather-bound book to its place on the shelf.

But unbeknownst to you, Stefan had been standing at the door, grinning to himself as he watched you- the love of his life and the mother of his child, fumble with the book. The sight causing his heart to swell in adoration.

Almost, as if out of nowhere, he appeared next to you, gently taking the book from your grip and placing it back onto the shelf with ease before offering a kind smile. You smiled back- shyly but thankfully.

"Thanks." You grinned. During your pregnancy, he had made it his mission to make sure you feel as comfortable as possible. He knew you didn't like feeling 'useless' or 'incapable' but there was no denying that there were some things that were difficult to manage.

"You're welcome." He smiled back, his eyes raking over your features in pure adoration before bending down to place a kiss to your lips.

Damon: Saying Damon was protective of you during your pregnancy, was a colossal understatement to say the very least. There was nothing more he feared than jeopardizing you, or your child's safety. He wouldn't let you do anything even remotely risky, and he had watched over you like a hawk- always worrying- always paranoid.