Words: 1048
Warnings: None; kinda long
Prompt: The time has finally come for you to have your baby. And Steve is not at all ready.
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You sighed in content as you rubbed your swollen belly. You're due anytime now and couldn't wait.
You couldn't say the same for Steve.
Every time you'd have a pain or the baby kicked, he'd run around the house, thinking it was time. You'd have to calm him down and tell him it's not time.
But back to what you were doing.
Steve had just came in from his run when it happened. You felt something wet and knew that it actually was time. "Steve." You said. He didn't seem to notice the tone in your voice like Sam and Bucky.
"I know, it's not time." you were too shocked and in pain to say anything.
"Steve-"
"And don't worry. I'm not gonna freak out."
"That's really nic-"
"But I'm at least gonna ask if-"
"Steve! Water, broken!"
He stared at you blankly until it clicked. "Holy shit!" He started to run around the house, grabbing what he though you would need.
You shook my head. "Bucky, help me to the car. Sam, I have four bags in my closet on the shelf behind the clothes. Then calm his ass down." They both nodded and Bucky took your hand and started walking.
He helped you into the SUV and got in the back quickly after opening the trunk. Sam and Steve came out with the bags and put them in the back. Off to the hospital you went.
When you got there, Steve rushed inside and you could hear him yelling from the car. "My wife! She's going into labor!" A nurse rushed out with a wheelchair and wheeled you to a room.
They got you changed and told you that you were 8 centimeters. Sam called everyone else and told them what was going on before sitting with Bucky beside the bed. Meanwhile, Steve wouldn't stop pacing.
"Steve, honey. Please calm down." You told him. He glanced at you and stopped at the foot of your bed.
"Y/N, what if he doesn't like me? What if he resents me for some reason? What if I'm not a good dad?"
Bucky and Sam both rolled their eyes at Steve's overreaction. "Steve, how could he not like you? His dad is gonna be Captain America who punched Adolf Hitler in the face over 200 times." He cracked a small smile. "He's gonna love you. And the bad thing, he's gonna wanna be just like you. That may give me a heart attack."
He came over to a side of the bed and grabbed your hand. He gave a kiss on your knuckles and nodded. Then the doctor a nurse came in. "Hello Mrs.Rogers. I'm Dr.Gene, how are you feeling?"
"A little pain but fine other than that." She nodded and the nurse gave the doctor a nod.
"Alright, your at 10 centimeters. Time to push."
Bucky and Sam quickly got up and left. You rolled your eyes as more nurses came in. They prepped and soon it was time to start.
*5 1/2 hours later*
"You're doing great, Y/N."
You glared at Steve and clenched your jaw tighter than it was. "If you say that one more time, I am going to murder you."
You were covered in sweat with your hair sticking to your face. This kid didn't wanna come out. You were squeezing Steve's hand and he tried to hide the pain.
"Alright Y/N, just couple of more pushed. Okay?" You nodded and started to push again.
You started to squeeze his hand again but harder. "Y/N, that really hurts." he groaned. The nurses, the doctor and yourself all gave him a ridiculous look. "But squeeze as hard as you want."
You shook your head and went to push. You screamed a little through your clenched teeth. "I hate you Steven Grant Rogers." you stated.
Everyone chuckled and Steve kissed your hand. "I love you too, hun."
You pushed again, your face scrunched up in pain. "Two more pushes. I can see his head."
You panted for breath and nodded. Two more pushes later, out came your baby boy. The doctor held him up and you and Steve stared at him with wide eyes. There he was, your little boy crying as he came into the world.
The nurse set him on blanket on your chest and cleaned him up. You had tears in your eyes as you stared at him. They took him to the other side of the room to make sure he's healthy.
You looked at Steve to see him staring at you with smile and tears. "I'm a dad." You smiled and nodded, leaning over to kiss his head.
"And you're gonna be a damn good one."
An hour later, you were laying in bed with the baby in your arms. You were trying to think of names, telling the nurses to not let anyone in yet. Then it came to you.
"Howard Buchanan Rogers."
Steve looked over at you. "What?"
"His name. Howard played a role in both of our lives and Bucky is your best friend." He smiled and looked at Howard. "Besides, I think Bucky will love to know that his godson is named after him."
He nodded and Howard opened his eyes to look at us. His big, blue eyes. "Go get them." He nodded and ran out.
He went down to the waiting where everyone was waiting impatiently. Bucky and Sam's legs were bouncing like crazy. Bruce was twiddling his thumbs while Tony was pacing along with Pietro. Wanda and Nat were sitting there with Clint talking but anxious. "Guys."
Everyone shot up as Steve nodded his head for them to follow. When they reached your room, Steve opened the door with the biggest smile on his face. They all walked in and saw you sitting with Howard on the bed.
They all smiled and you looked up as Steve walked back to your side. "Everyone, meet Howard Buchanan Rogers."
Everyone glanced at Tony and Bucky who had shocked faces. You smiled at them and they gave you the same in return. "Who wants to hold him first?"
