Supernatural Imagines & Preferences ^Completed^

How Long? (Misha×Pregnant!Reader)

   This was is gonna be short and sweet so just bare with me here - Emma

   You sat cuddled up to Misha's side, sighing in content as he rubbed his hand over your arm. You enjoyed the feeling of his rough, yet somehow soft hands warming you and making you very happy.  One of your hands was placed on his thigh, on top of his other one, as your other one was placed on your swollen stomach. Every few minutes, butterflies would erupt in your stomach and you would lift is hand and place it on your stomach, where it would stay while the baby moved and he smiled silently. The TV show that was on was something you had stopped paying attention to a while ago, wanting to focus on your baby and your husband. The silence between you two was broken once Misha had gotten a phone call, forcing him to reach into his back pocket to attempt to silence the ring on time. 

   "Hello," he asked as he listened intently to the voice on the other end of the phone that was help up to his ear. After he said that, sadness washed over his bright blue eyes and it was so sudden that it was impossible to not notice. Misha nodded a few times more before sighing and saying goodbye. The phone was down and he had you in his arms in a moment, kissing your forehead. 

   "What was the call about?" You looked up at him as Misha looked down at you a sad expression on his face. He bit the inside of his cheek, clearly thinking about how he was going to break the news to you. 

   "I-I, uh, they need me back on set next weekend." It felt as if time stopped and you stared at him wide eyed. 

   "The-they can't! Don't they know that I need you? That we need you? How long are you gonna be gone," you stuttered out as you felt tears brim and begin to fall softly down your cheeks. Misha wiped them away, kissing your cheek and looking into your eyes. 

   "(Y/N), it'll be okay. I'll be home as soon as I can," Misha reasoned as you snuggled into his chest again. 

   "Well, let's hope that this one comes in the next week," you joked as you rubbed your stomach. Misha smiled and nodded as he wrapped his arms around you again, reveling in the time he had left with you before he was gone for God knows how long.