pregnancy series | dolan twins

stressed/worried

stressed/worried

eth: you had just gotten back form dr. edwards office and ethan had been laying in bed, face down since you got back. "i'm going to squash you," you said as you straddled his butt. "ethan, what's wrong?" you asked rubbing his back.

he turned over, you still straddling him, "the umbilical cord can wrap around him, he can have a problem with his heart or his lungs. there's just too many problems that can occur to someone who doesn't need that many problems in life already," he said and you nodded your head agreeing with him.

"but dr. edwards said that noah was right on track. that he is right where he needs to be," you said and he nodded. "i know you worried, but right now we can't be worried," you said and he sighed.

"you're right," he said sitting up, his back against the head board as you sat on his lap.

you smiled, running a hand through his hair, "noah is already ready to come out, you heard dr. edwards," you said giggling slightly.

he started laughing as well, "this is why i don't think about the future, it's fucking stressful," he groaned and you gave him a sympethetic smile.

you pulled him in for a kiss before pulling away, "then let's focus on the now. noah is as healthy as can be, we're healthy, our relationship is healthy. everyone and everything is healthy," you said and he nodded kissing you again.

"okay but what if he hates me in the near future?" he asked pulling away causing you to groan.

"ethan he is not going to hate you! he will love you, watch you guys will be best friends," you said as your hand went up to his cheek. "just focus on what's happening now, okay? you're getting worked up over nothing and we only need to get worked up together and if something is happening, now," you said and he sighed.

he nodded his head, "okay, no more negative thinking, just go with the flow."

gray: you heard a crash and growl of frustration come from the office. "gray?" you asked from the living room.

"what?" he snapped back, you were taken back due to the harsh tone in his voice.

you let out a soft sigh, "are you okay?"

"yes y/n, i'm perfectly fine," he said with an annoyed tone in his voice. you tried not to let the hormones get to you but soon enough your eyes began to water as you started to blink rapidly. you groaned, wondering why you had to be such a crybaby when pregnant. a few minutes later the tears were gone and grayson came behind you, kissing your shoulder.

"hey," he said softly.

"hi," you said just above a whisper.

he laid down on the couch, his head resting in your lap, "i'm sorry for snapping at you," he said, you beginning to play with his hair.

you nodded, "it's okay," you said and he shook his head.

"i'm just so stressed out. like what if i'm not the best dad or they don't like me? what if we don't have something that they're supposed to have but we didn't know we needed it? or wh-"

you cut him off, "gray they will love you. you're going to be the best dad and your mom even made sure we have everything we needed, we have it covered. you don't need to be stressed," you said and he sighed.

he closed his eyes, wiping his face with his hands, "i think i just need a nap," he mumbled.

you smiled, "you do that," you said continuing to play with his hair.