//Motionless in White Imagines//

Welcome//Chris

a.n//this is the second part of one of my first imagines, Baby Clothes, so if you forgot what happened in the first part go read it again if you want. it's a little graphic but not really.
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'Christopher!' You groaned as you squeezed your husbands hand as you squirmed in the hospital bed.

You were in so much pain. You didn't really think child birth would be this bad.

Like, fuck!

You felt as if your vagina was being ripped open! And contractions hurt like a bitch.

'It's okay,' He cooed as you squeezed his hand tighter, causing him to cringe a little.

'No, it's not okay! Where's the fucking doctor?!'

'I don't know!' Chris was nervous, really nervous.

'Ricky!' Chris called and Ricky burst into the room.

'How are y-?'

'Shut up and get me a doctor, or pain medicine, I don't care which!' You panted.

'Ricky, can you go get someone?' Chris asked.

'Why do I gotta do it?' He whined.

Honestly, who needed kids when your husband and his friends already acted like them?

'Just go, Richard!'

'Ugh, fine.' He exited the room.

'Chris, can you get Devin for me?' You asked weakly. It actually was hard to speak when you were in this much pain.

'Okay,' He smiled and walked outside the room. In a few seconds Devin shuffled into the room and to your side.

'Devin?'

'Yes, sweet cherry pie?'

You rolled your eyes at the nickname. 'I can't do this.'

'Yes, you can doll. You're gonna do it, and bring a wonderful small mini you into this world!' He beamed.

Devin always made you smile, he was actually the one who introduced you to Chris. You had known him since middle school, and when you started talking to Devin, he introduced you to his group of friends.

You thought it was cool that the guys wanted to start a band, and you were with them 100%...but mostly Chris.

You had developed a crush on him in 10th grade, and you were the one to step up and ask him out.

It was perfect. He said yes and you were so happy, but he was a little embarrassed that you asked him out first, and was surprised that you even liked him.

But, the rest was history, and now here you were in a lot of pain.

'A mini me?' You asked.

'Yes! And when they get older I get to do their makeup and buy them clothes!' You and Chris had wanted to keep the baby's gender a secret until it came.

You were a little disoriented, and felt like you were about to pass out, gut maybe you were just being dramatic.

Finally, the doctor came in with Chris and a few nurses.

'I'll be outside, okay?' Devin said. You nodded as he kissed your forehead and left the room.

Chris hurried to your side and held your hand again. 'You have a really strong grip, babe.'

'Shut up Chris!' You groaned.

'Hi, Mrs. Cerulli, how're you feeling?' The doctor asked.

That was a stupid question.