Cliché Hamilton Imagines

#81 Daveed~Baby I'm Helpless

You nervously twist your wedding band, while you sit in the bathroom, waiting for this little stick to determine your future. "Oh God," you gasp and cover your mouth. The two little white lines staring back at you tell you everything you need to know. You're pregnant. You are going to be a mom. And Daveed. Oh God, Daveed. What was he going think? The two of you had always talked about kids, but what if he didn't actually want kids.

You're pulled out of your thoughts when Renee knocks on the door. "(Y/N), you've been in there for thirty minutes. Are you okay?" You quickly wash your hands and walk out of the bathroom, test in hand. "Help." You show her the stick, causing her to squeal. "When did you find out?"

"Thirty minutes ago?"

She smiles and hugs you. "Did you tell him?"

"No. I literally just found out."

"I have an idea!" She exclaims, leading you into the Schuyler Sisters' dressing room. "Put on Pip's dress. I'll try to get Lin on board with this. We still have time to rehearse for this." She doesn't give you time to ask any questions before leaving the room to find Lin.

You sigh and change into the blue dress, rather than your yellow one. Not even ten minutes later, she comes back. "We're switching roles for the show! I told Lin to have the guys trade roles. Daveed is going to be Hamilton."

You give her a quizzical look. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"You'll be singing 'That Would Be Enough'. For your husband," she explains.

You smile and hug her. "You are a genius."

~~~

You take a deep breath before 'Helpless' starts. Smiling, you twirl around remembering when you met Daveed.

You stare at your laptop, trying to finish your English essay. You look up and take a sip of your coffee.

"Excuse me," a deep voice starts, "can I sit here?"

You move some of your papers out of the way. "Yeah. I should probably get going anyway." You close your laptop and grab your binder.

"Do you need some help?" the man asks.

You smile. "I don't want to bother you."

"Don't worry about it. Let me help."

You take a seat next to him and pull up your essay. "Thank you."

"Really, it's no problem. Let me see what you have."

You watch him read over your work. You watch as his eyes scan over the words, gently biting his lip.

"I'm helpless."

You smile as Pippa starts singing "Satisfied", leaning into Daveed's chest, you're suddenly flooded with memories of your wedding.

Daveed leads you into the middle of the floor for your first dance. You rest your head on his chest while he guides you. "I love you. I love you so fucking much."

You smile and kiss his cheek. "Not nearly as much as I love you."

He shakes his head slightly. "Whatever you say, Mrs. Diggs."

You chuckle. "God, I love that."

Once the song ends, you make your way back into the crowd and talk to his family. His mom immediately engulfs you in a hug. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you. And thank you so much for coming."

She sighs. "He is incredibly lucky."

You stand next to her and watch Daveed talk to your parents. "If anything, I'm the lucky one."

She rubs your back. "You two really seem to love each other."

"We do. We really do."

You leave the stage as the opening notes of the next song start playing, giving Renee a hug as soon as you see her. "Thank you!"

She grins. "I'm really enjoying this."

~~~

You slowly walk over to Daveed.

"How long have you known?"

"Not long ago." You place his hands on your stomach.

He continues singing, not processing that you changed the lyric.

"But you deserve the chance to meet your son." Your eyes meet his, and he suddenly seems to understand what you mean, pulling you closer to him.

As soon the song stops, he turns to you. "You're pregnant?"

You take a deep breath. "Yeah."

His smile widens, and he kisses your forehead.

~~~

The two of you are inseparable during intermission. After the show, the cast congratulates the two of you. Almost everyone knew what was going on because Lin can't keep a secret.

Once you get back to your apartment, Daveed kisses you. "We're going to be parents."

You smile. "Yeah, yeah we are."

"You're going to be the best mom."

"Only because you're going to be the best dad."

(A/N: Hope this is okay! Sorry for my lack of updates. I've been without wifi. I'm going to a government conference this week so wish me luck! DFTBA)