Sven Thorgren Imagines

Baby Bump

"Babe, please sit down." Sven tells me as I rush around trying to clean up the house.

"The house is mess and Stale will be here in like ten minutes." I try to explain to Sven, but he just rolls his eyes at me.

"You're pregnant, babe. You shouldn't be running around like this." Sven says sweetly as he pulls me into a hug.

"Do you think Stale is going to be mad?" I ask Sven nervously as he hugs me. Sven lets out a little laugh.

"Well we've been lying to him for months, so yeah, I think he'll be a little pissed off." Sven says, but he doesn't seem as worried as I do about the situation.

"I talk to him on the phone literally everyday and still haven't said a thing about this." I tell Sven as I point towards my baby bump.

"How do you think I feel? I've seen him probably fifteen times since we found about the baby, and I haven't been able to say a single thing." Sven counters. Sven and I found out I was pregnant two months ago, but have told very few people. Stale is Sven's best friend and basically my big brother. We wanted to wait until we were both with Stale to tell him about the baby.

"I'm surprised your mother hasn't blabbed the news." I say to Sven with a smile. Sven is about banter back at me when we hear someone knock on the door. I shoot a panicked look to Sven who is already half way to the door.

"Hey, buddy." Sven says as he hugs Stale.

"What's up, man?" Stale asks Sven, as I get closer to the front door. "Oh my god."

"Hi." I say timidly as Stale stares at me with a look of disbelief.

"You look...beautiful." Stale says as we walks over and pulls me into a giant hug.

"I think you mean I look fat." I say with smile once Stale releases me from his hug.

"Oh my god. I can't believe you're pregnant. How far along are you?" Stale asks as he holds my hand and looks from my bump to my face.

"Five months..." I say quietly.

"Five months? When the hell were you two going to tell me about this? Sven, I saw you last week and you didn't say a word about your pregnant girlfriend." Stale exclaims. Sven looks at me, because I'm the one who wouldn't let him tell Stale.

"I wanted all three of us to be together when we told you." I say innocently. Stale looks like he wants to be mad, but he smiles instead.

"Can I touch it?" Stale says as he looks back at the baby bump.

"Oh yeah of course." I reply to Stale as he reaches towards my stomach.

"We have something else we want to tell you, Stale." Sven says. "Wanna go sit down?"

"You have more to tell me? So I'm guessing you guys didn't invite me over just to hangout?" Stale asks.

"Come sit over here." Sven says. Stale looks worried as he sits down in our lounge chair.

"So you're our best friend. You've always been like a protective and sweet big brother to me. Sooo..." I begin saying. Stale starts to blush.

"We were wondering if you would be the god parent to our baby? You're the one that put y/n and me together and..." Sven continues.

"We love you so much, Stale. We think you'd be the perfect choice." I say to Stale. This giant goofy smile fills Stale's face and I breathe a sigh of relief.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" Stale says loudly as he stands up from his chair. "I would love to. Seriously. This is amazing."

"YAY" I cheer as I get up to hug Stale. He picks me up and swings me around.

"I can't believe you got my little sis pregnant, Sven." Stale says jokingly to Sven. Sven just laughs. "Are you having a boy or girl?"

"We're not going to find out." Sven tells Stale.

"Well I think, whether it's a boy or girl, you should name it Stale." Stale tells Sven and me. We just burst out laughing.

"We'll consider it." I say while still laughing.