NHL Imagines

Jonathan Toews - #19 Chicago Blackhawks

I'm so sorry that I haven't posted. I've been so busy with college apps and tests and projects that my life has been so hectic. But its a long weekend now! So I'm gonna try to write as much as I can this weekend.

Anyways 1400+ Words. Enjoy!
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Jonathan's POV

"Babe! I'm home!" I yell as I walk into my apartment. I shut the door behind me as I drop my bag on the ground by the coat hanger. There's no response from her. Huh, that's not normal. "Babe?" I ask again and again as I walk through the rooms of my apartment with no answer.

Finally I make it to my room and the door is closed. She must be in here. "Babe?" I ask as I open the door to my bedroom. I look around the room and don't see her anywhere. Then I hear puking. Jogging to the master bathroom, I find (Y/N) hunched over the toilet, puking. "Awe baby," I say sadly as I crouch on the ground next to her, holding her hair out of the way. For the next few minutes we just sit there like that; me rubbing circles on her back as she empties her stomach into the bowl.

When she finally emptied her entire stomach into the bowl, she leans back against the side of the tub. "Do you think you're done?" I ask quietly, my hand rubbing circles on her lower thigh. She just nods in response and leans her head back with her eyes closed. "Baby," I say as I move closer to her, my arms wrapping around her body. She leans into me, her head rests against my chest.

"There's something I need to tell you," she says, her voice quiet and words somewhat distorted from her lips being pressed against my chest.

"What's that babe?" I ask, my left hand rubbing up and down her back. She leans back, away from my chest and looks into my eyes.

She takes a deep breath before she says, "I'm pregnant." My jaw drops in response. How could she have gotten pregnant? We haven't had unprotected sex before. Wait. There was that one time about a month ago when the condom broke. Shit. "Jonny?" She asks, concern filling her face as she looks up at me.

"Yeah," I whisper. I clear my throat as a smile grows on my face. "You're pregnant. We're pregnant. Oh my god," I ramble. This is amazing! (Y/N)'s pregnant! I'm gonna be a father! "I can't believe it, oh my god," I say excitedly.

A smile grows on her face as my excitement shows through. "I bet you didn't know that before we were even married for six months we would be having a kid," (Y/N/N) says.

"I didn't but I'm so glad we are. Have you gone to the doctor?" I ask, my smile fades as my hand rubs nervous circles on her again.

She smiles at my concern. "Yeah. I went earlier this week. She gave me some vitamins to take and told me everything I need to know for the next few months," she explains to me, her hands resting on the sides of my chest.

"And are you going to share what she told you?" I pry, my head leaning down closer to her.

She laughs and responds, "sure. She told me that I'm going to get nauseous every morning for a while. Hence the throwing up," she waves her hand in front of the toilet. "And she said that I need to come back in about two months to have another ultrasound. Then, between month four and month six, they will be able to tell us what the gender of the baby is, depending on where it is resting in here," she says, pointing at her lower abdomen.

I lean down and kiss the top of her head. "I love you so much (Y/N/N). You honestly have no idea," I say into her hair as my lips are still pressed against her head.

She giggles and responds, "I think I have somewhat of an idea." We rest there, sitting like that for a few minutes; her head pressed into my chest, her arms wrapped around my waist as my head is pressed into the top of hers and my arms are wrapped around her body as she sits on my lap, her legs hanging over the edge of mine. Her stomach rumbles and she laughs. "I guess the baby's hungry," she smiles as she moves her head to look up at me.

I smile down at her and say, "well then let's put some food in you. Brush your teeth and I'll go make some lunch okay?" She nods and stands up. I stand up as well. Before I leave the room, I put my hand on her lower back and kiss her cheek. I make my way into the kitchen and pull out a pan and put it on the stove. Next I pull out the bread, cheese, salami and ham, already knowing that she likes her grilled ham and cheese a certain way.

She walks into the kitchen as I put her sandwich in the pan. "Mmmmm that smells delicious," she says as she takes a piece of salami from the container on the counter and pops it into her mouth.

I swat her hand away from the container. "Hey, don't eat all of that. I want some too," I chuckle as she puts her hands up.

She puts together a sandwich for me as I cook hers. As soon as hers is done I set it on a plate and put it in front of "her spot." Well, she claims it's her spot. It just happens to be her favorite place to eat at the breakfast bar. She sits down in front of it and smiles as she takes a bite. "Oh my god this is amazing," she says after she finishes chewing her first bite.

"I'm glad you think so," I say as I set my plate down next to her and start eating. We finish and put our plates in the dishwasher to wash later.

"Can we lay on the couch and watch Netflix all day please?" She asks, sitting on the counter as I put everything else away.

"Of course Babe," I respond before pecking her lips. She jumps off the counter and walks over to the couch and sits down. I sit down right next to her and immediately she cuddles into my side. I pull over the ottoman and we both rest our feet on it, her legs crossed over mine. I wrap my arm around her as I turn on Netflix on the TV. "What do you want to watch?" I ask, scrolling through our list.

"Ummm can we watch Young & Hungry?" She asks as she looks up at me.

"Anything for you," I say as I turn on her favorite TV show. I rest my right hand over her nonexistent bump and I see, out of the corner of my eye, her smile spread across her face. She starts to fall asleep after the third episode so I pause the show. "I love you Babe," I say to her as I kiss the top of her head.

"I love you too," she respond quietly, her mouth moving but her eyes don't open.

"I can't wait until we have this little guy or girl and we get to spoil them and be the best parents ever," I tell her as my fingers draw little circles over where our little baby is growing.

She smiles and blushes, finally opening her eyes again. She puts her hand on my cheek and reaches up to kiss my lips before cuddling back into my side. "I can't wait to see what our baby is going to look like," she says.

"I bet it's going to be a girl and look exactly like you," I smile, our eyes making contact.

"Mhm," she nods her head in disagreement. "I bet it is going to be a little boy and look exactly like his father and he is going to grow up to be an amazing hockey player just like his dad," she smiles at me.

"Well I guess we will just have to wait and see who's right," I respond, flattening my hand out over our growing baby. "I love you," I say again

"I love you too," she responds turning her head back to look at the TV. I play the show and set the remote down on the side of the couch. I can't believe that I'm going to be a dad. This life just can't get any better.
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-S