Pregnancy - {Sebastian Vettel}

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A/N: Part 101! Thanks all for requesting and voting and making my heart want to explode with love. This adorable request is by sarahptrhens 😍 Hope you like it!

You contently sat on the couch, one hand on your big baby bump that still wasn't fully grown. Five months down and four to go. Your other hand went into the box of chocolates Sebastian had brought you before he went to train and your eyes fixated on the laptop screen that was projecting another episode of Riverdale.

You went so up in the series you didn't even notice Sebastian coming back home until he placed his cold hands in your neck. You shrieked in surprise, the chocolates almost flying all over the place. "Seb!". You giggled, stopping the series to turn around.

"Hey mama". He smiled and ducked down to press a kiss to your lips. "How's der Kleine?". Seb asked and you stood up to proudly show your bump. You brightly smiled as he placed his palms on your filled belly. "Great, as always". The German smiled and kissed you again.

"Do you know what time it is?". He asked as you were settled down again. You looked up at him with your eyebrows raised. "Time to get some dinner?". You asked. Seb laughed as you were so much more hungry than before you were pregnant.

"Afterwards, liebe". He chuckled and reached his hand so you could stand up again. Sebastian led you to your picture wall in the bedroom and you understood.

You started making pictures of your baby bump every two weeks and posted it on your social media accounts, his as well to show the world the progress of the Vettel family. "I look like thrash, Seb, let me at least...".

"You look beautiful as ever, give me that pose". The German wiggled his eyebrows and you rolled your eyes, rolling the material of your shirt upwards to expose your bump fully. Your hands cupping the underside.

Your smile took his breath away like it always did and he snapped a picture. You padded over to him to look at it and you nodded in approval.

"Wow, look at the difference!". Seb sat down on the bed and looked at the earlier pictures. You giggled at his amazement. "Big and round and so beautiful". He muttered, placing his phone down and placing his hands on your belly. You smiled when he pressed a kiss on it. "Just a couple months, they'll be over before you know it".

And if they were over before you knew it. Sebastian was in his first free practice of Bahrain when you called him. "Seb, I'm...".

"Liebe, I don't have much time because..."

"Seb! I'm going into labour! You better tell Maurizio you have to get your ass over here...". Seb held the phone away from his ear because of your volume and he quickly pulled a jacket on. He ran towards the exit. "MY WIFE'S GETTING A BABY". He yelled and sped away, not caring much if he was allowed to go or not.

Luckily Seb was there quickly as you were brought to the hospital in Bahrain. The pains felt like hell and your baby bump felt more heavy than ever. He was quickly at your side, his hand sliding into yours so you could squeeze the hell out of it.

"Ugh I swear, Sebastian Vettel, we're never having sex again". You groaned in pain, causing Seb to look up with wide eyes. He looked at the doctor for help and he waved him away. "They all say that, Mr Vettel, don't worry".

A couple hours later you felt like you've been through hell and back, but that was all forgotten when your baby girl was placed into your arms. "You did so well". Sebastian kissed your head and looked down at his gorgeous daughter and then it hit him. It was your daughter, a small princess you have made together.

He couldn't hold back the tears of joy and you leaned your head against his. "Look at her, she's so beautiful". He muttered and caressed her small hand. Her eyes opened wide and she started crying. You instinctively started to shush her and Sebastian felt so in love with you two.

"My girls". He mumbled into your hair, wrapping his arms gently around you two.

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