Male YouTuber Imagines

Bebita (KIAN): ©Skiller0Dani

I just learned recently that Kian is fluent in Spanish?? How hot is that?? I want to use Spanish in this imagine, and I don't know Spanish so I'm using Google Translate. So I'm so sorry if something in Spanish is not grammatically correct I'm doing my best. :( 

Song: Duele El Corazon by Enrique Iglesias 

The little girl I'm using as Kian's daughter looks like this: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/de/6d/e0/de6de0e63c5f78bbd8714146dfd85f7f.jpg

~DaNi

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I woke with a start, feeling a sickening turn in my stomach. I shoot up from the bed and sprint to our bathroom, leaning over and heaving the contents of my stomach inside. Kian groggily moves into the bathroom, pulling my hair back and sitting behind me. He has his legs on either side of me as he rubs my back. He places kisses on my back as I stay hunched over the toilet. I finally flush and turn, facing Kian. 

"You okay baby?" He asks me, pulling me into his chest as he slides back against the wall. 

"I just woke up feeling really sick." I tell him and he presses a kiss to my forehead. 

"Something you ate?" He asks sleepily and I shrug. 

"I have no idea." I tell him, my mind mulling over every reason as to why I could be feeling sick. Kian lets out a yawn as he moves to stand. 

"You wanna come back to bed?" He asks and I shake my head.

"I feel too sick to sleep." I tell him and he suddenly scoops me up in his arms. He gently carries me to the bed and places me in it, tucking me in. Kian then moves to the door when I finally speak. 

"Where are you going?" I ask him and he turns, pulling his boxers up further. 

"Going to make you tea. Doesn't tea help people feel better or something?" He asks and turns out of the room, causing my heart to melt. Instead of sleeping, he's choosing to take care of me. I didn't actually think it was possible for me to fall more in love with this man. 

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I shakily hold the test in my palm, tears threatening to spill over my cheeks. I cannot be pregnant. What would Kian do, what would he say? Would he leave? Fuck, he might. I feel panic rise in my chest as I slide down the wall of the bathroom. I hear the door to our room swing open and I quickly throw the test in the trash, and I stand. I wipe my tears and move to the bathroom door. I open it and greet Kian with a smile, but his expression turns to a frown as he moves towards me. 

"You've been crying." He states, as if it's a fact. Which it is. How did he know? I smile, not looking him in the eyes. 

"It's nothing Ki, don't worry." I tell him trying to move past him, but he doesn't let me. 

"No, it's not nothing. If my baby is crying, it's not nothing. What's happened?" Kian asks me, taking a step towards me. I bite my lip as he looks down at me, his eyebrows furrowing. I know I have to tell him, so better sooner then later. 

"W-Wait here." I tell him and he nods, watching me carefully as I move back into the bathroom. I reach into the trash and grab the positive pregnancy test, hiding it behind my back. I move back in front of him. 

"Okay, close your eyes and hold out your hand." I tell him and he looks at me confused. 

"Just trust me, and Kian?" I ask him and he looks back at me. 

"I-I love you." I tell him and this only makes him all the more concerned. 

"I love you always baby." Kian tells me before he closes his eyes and holds out his hands. I shakily place the test in his hand and move backwards.