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Note: These stories are completely fictional and are not a representation (in any form) of the names used. Enjoy! :)
Here I was, sitting on my bed, contemplating on whether I should tell D about these pains or not. I was 8 and a half months pregnant. About to pop any minute now.
D'Angelo has been such a sweetheart to me, tending to my every need, so I didn't want to disturb him rn, even though I was in this much pain. My husband was more than supportive.
I stood up, attempting to go to the bathroom, only to be pierced by a sharp pain in my lower belly.
"Oh hell no," I walked out the bedroom, slowly going down the stairs, into the man cave, where he was.
As I treaded slowly, my water broke.
"Oh my goodness!" I shouted, as my breathing got heavy.
I'm guessing he heard me, and his tall figure approached me as I stood there, dripping in sweat.
"Baby? You okay? What's happening? Is baby boy okay? Y/N-"
"HE'S COMING D'ANGELO! THE BABY'S COMING!!" I screeched as he panicked, looking for one of his cars' keys.
Eventually finding them, he got them and carried me bridal style, trying to calm me down as I cried.
We made it to the car and he sat me in the backseat as he hastily got in, reversed and sped off.
"I need you to calm down baby, please. Keep calm." He said, as calmly as possible, but I could sense the nervousness in his voice.
It wasn't helping. At all. I tried my breathing exercises and the pain had no intentions of go away.
"I CAN'T TAKE IT D'ANGELO!" I dragged his name as the tears streamed down my now red face.
~ D'Angelo POV
"Okay Mrs Russell, I'm gonna need you to push," the doctor stated as she positioned herself between Y/N's legs.
My heart was racing. I tried calming Y/N down as she gripped my hand, squeezing the life out of it.
"I CAN'T DO THIS D, I WON'T BE ABLE TO DO THIS! BABY PLEASE!" She pleaded as she tried getting out of the bed, only to be held back by the nurses.
Seeing her in so much pain broke my heart but the life she was bringing from this pain would give her joy forever.
"No, baby I want you to look at me okay? Just focus on getting the baby out, it will be over soon. Relax baby." I calmly said as she calmed down.
"Alright, 3... 2... 1, PUSH!"
She yelled to the top of her lungs as my hand died from all the squeezing.
"Alright Mrs Russell, let's go again, PUSH!"
She screamed out loud, immediately making her voice hoarse. I kept dabbing the cloth on her head to help her sweating.
"I see the head, one more push Y/N, come on!"
She painfully gave it her all and the baby came out, screaming just like his mother. I couldn't help but cry.
"Beautiful baby boy, we're quickly gonna clean him up. Would Daddy like to come with us?" Doctor Dubois kindly asked.
I looked down at my scrubs, then at Y/N, who was calming down, with tears still falling from her gorgeous eyes.
"Go baby, I'll meet him later." She said as she rubbed my hand.
I nervously followed the doctor and watched as she taught me everything necessary to care for a baby. I was a first time dad after all.
"So what are you naming him?"
"D'Angelo Russell Jr." I said as she noted.
She then handed me my baby.
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Fin. 🌻
I really didn't know how to finish this one, but I hope y'all enjoyed it!
