These are me and my best friend's trash boy. We loaf them and yee. Also this is a version for my friend. It's her request.
Damian has quit being the death god to be with me. He had saved multiple times so when he asked me to marry him I had no problem saying yes. After we got married he said he'd wanted kids, but I had too much fear about the subject. When I started showing signs of being pregnant I was scared. When Damian started picking up he was worried and thought I was dying.
"Baby.... please go see a doctor" I frowned and looked down. Damian and I were snuggling in bed. He was between my legs and I was playing with his hair.
"Babe... I'm fine.... I know what's wrong with me...." Damian shifted and looked up at me.
"Really? Then what's wrong?" He tilted his head wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I'm....Umm.... Y-Your gunna be a dad..." I stuttered looking at him. He smiled and grinned. He lifted up my crop top to show more of my stomach. He kissed it all over and smiled hugging me. I laughed and felt the fear and nervousness melt away.
"Yeah... we're gunna have a baby..." I said softly smiling. The idea of one baby seemed fine now. I smiled and ran my hands through Damian's hair.
The next few months were hell. I grew a lot, I had weird angel cravings, but luckily I wasn't that sick. As I reached my ninth month I couldn't do anything. The baby was pushing on my ribs and it hurt to move. So when I didn't go into labor on my due date Damian freaked out. I didn't tell Damian when I started feeling contractions. Due to where we lived we literally couldn't have the baby anywhere else. We lived the in the rift and even still we lived in the middle of nowhere.
When I woke up in the early morning and got out of bed. I held my stomach and cringed going towards the bathroom. I sat down on the bathroom floor and cringed looking at my stomach.
"P-Please..." I cringed and closed my eyes. I guess I fell back asleep because when I woke up again I was surrounded in blood. I screamed out in pain and covered my mouth looking up at the door. It swung open and Damian stood tall looking down at me.
"Babe..." he picked me up and got me into the bathtub. He started the water and rubbed my thigh as he stripped me. I cringed and gripped the side of the tub. I screamed out in pain and cringed as the water filled. Damian stripped down to his boxers and got into the tub behind me. I gasped as I felt the baby shift down. I gripped Damian's leg as tears fell down.
"Babe, it's ok... our baby is coming sweetheart... it'll be ok" I glared at Damian and shifted. I bore down and pushed. I pushed over and over again until the baby slid out. I pulled the baby close to my chest and smiled softly.
"O-Oh my god...." I looked down at the baby. She was tiny and had little blue tuffs of hair. I held her close and smiled. Damian took her and got out of the tub. He wrapped her up in a towel.
"D-Damian...." I cringed and looked down. I yelled out in pain and threw my head back. Damian jumped and looked at me. He set our daughter down and went over to me.
"Josh!" He looked at me scared. I gripped his hand and frowned. I looked at him twice as scared. I felt something slide down and shifted. I felt the urge to push and I did so. I yelled out in pain and felt the thing slide out. Damian caught it and smiled softly. I shifted and looked up at Damian. He held a screaming baby in his arms.
"Twins...we have.... we have two babies" I looked at him and nodded. He got everything cleaned up and got me into bed. He handed me the twins. I looked at them as he got things set up. I looked at the twins shaking a bit.
"I'm sixteen.... and I have twins.... with a man who's three years older...." I smiled softly and kissed the twins head.
"Sam and Sean..." I smiled softly and held the twins close. Damian laid with the three of us and smiled.
