5 seconds of summer imagines and preferences

Ashton: you have a baby

"Babe, are you almost finished? You asked called from the living room.

"Yeah just give me a minute." Ash called back walking into the living room a minute later covered in blue paint.

"What did you do in there?" You giggled getting up to see the room he finished.

"Baby, I painted." Ash said pointing to the sky blue walls of your new baby boys room. You were about 5 months at this point, and all you wanted was this baby to be out.

"Oh my god, is that the crib?" You exclaimed walking over to examine Ash's craftsmanship.

"Yeah I built it completely by myself." He said running his hand across your back. You tried to bend over to pick something that you dropped off the floor. Ash being paranoid pulled you back up.

"Here Mrs. Irwin I got that." He grinned picking up the toy and carrying you into the living room.

4 months later
You woke up a week offer your due date having contractions. You shook Ash awake. All you had to do was nod before he was out of bed, throwing on pants and a shirt. He grabbed you, his shoes and your overnight bag and was out the door and driving as fast as legally possible to the hospital.

"Hello my wife is going into labor." He said to the woman at the desk watching sadly as you were loaded onto a bed and pulled away from him.

"Please fill this out sir." She said handing him a form. He filled out the form, handed it back to the woman and sat back down. 10 minutes later a nurse was calling for him. They raced down the hallway and into the room. His face contorted into pain when he saw you in pain. You grabbed his hand and pushed when the doctor said push and he worked his hardest to stop the tears of pain to escape his cheeks. Soon you heard a wailing cry and you almost passed out with relief because you were not carrying a baby in you anymore. The nurse washed him off while Ash wiped sweat from off your forehead. She handed you your baby boy.

"Congratulations!" She said opening the door for all your family and band mates.

"He's beautiful!" Mikey cried.

"He looks like his uncle." Luke said proudly puffing out his chest. Ash smacked him in the stomach.

"No guys he looks like Ash and its his baby, but look what I made for him." Cal said handing Ash a onesie. You read what it said.

Uncle Cal's better than Daddy in every way!

"What that's not true!" Ash yelled chasing Cal down.

"But I already made it it is true." Cal breathed falling onto the bed. Ash fell on top of him. You shrieked and held your baby closer to you. He was breastfeeding.

"Ash get up. The onesie is fine." You said walking over to talk to your mom. Ash bounded up next to you.

"Babe, can I hold him?" He asked.

"If your gentle." You replied continuing your conversation.

"I will be please?" Ash begged. You nodded and shifted so he stopped breastfeeding, and handed him to your overly excited husband. He handled the baby with such care that you saw a completely different side of Ash.

"What you have to remember is that I basically raised Harry, so I know how to take care of kids.

"I along with his stepfather were to busy working to let us have better privileges. Then Ash got a message from Facebook at 2 in the morning by Mikey, I don't need to. By that point Harry was basically grow up, and I didn't really need to take care of him." Ash's mom agreed. She took your son, handed you a gift, and cooed at him.

"What are we going to name him?" Ash asked looming over you as you carefully unwrapped the blanket the proud new Grandparents had given you.

"Thanks Mum!" Ash hollered after you made a gesture to thank her. She nodded her appreciation.

"I don't know have you thought of a name?" You asked laying the quilt out so you could see all of it.

"Honey do you want your son?" Your mom asked handing Ash another gift bag. He opened it while you held the baby.

"Babe, look! It's a giraffe." He pulled the small stuffed giraffe out of the bag.

"What about Tyler?" You said cooing at your son.

"Tyler Fletcher Irwin sounds absolutely perfect." Ashton rubbed your back with his hand. You signed the birth certificate and Ash drove the three of you for the first time home.