Andrew Siwicki Imagines :)

mommy & daddy

Y/n is feeling sick.

She has been feeling sick for three days now, her stomach twisting and turning every time she smells any sort of food.

However, she didn't find it odd. Her stomach had been sensitive ever since she was born. Especially with greasy and spicy foods.

She remembers when she was little when all of her friends would eat chips at birthday parties, and if she ate the same amount as them, she would throw it all up once her mom picked her up and went home.

"Baby, we need to get you checked up." Andrew said, rubbing her back soothingly as she threw up for the second time that day.

He hated seeing her like that, even though it was something usual for him. Every time they went a little overboard with their pizza nights, it would always end with her leaned over a toilet.

Her stomach was that sensitive.

But it never lasted days. It was never because she just woke up for another day, or because she smelled the freshly scrambled eggs he usually prepared for their breakfast.

She cleaned her mouth for a moment, looking over at her boyfriend, or trying to, from behind her shoulder.

"I'm fine, it's probably something I had yesterday." she answered, making sure that another wave of nausea wouldn't hit her.

Y/n got up, with Andrew's help even though she swore she didn't need it, and brushed her teeth. Once she was sure that she was okay, she turned to Andrew, smiling widely.

"Let's eat, I'm starving!" she said excitedly, grabbing his hand and leading him towards their small kitchen.

He chuckled. But he also frowned, finding the situation way too odd. He didn't understand how she was just throwing up a few minutes ago and now she was begging for food.

Once they stepped inside the kitchen, he asked her to seat down so he could cook for her.

"What do you want today, baby? Same as yesterday or are we adventuring a little bit this morning?" he asked, opening the fridge to take a look at what was inside it.

"I want a full English breakfast today. Beans with ketchup, eggs, bacon, sausage...oh and chocolate milk, I'm really craving chocolate milk right now!" she said, her mouth watering at the thought.

She was going to be honest though. She had no idea what was happening with her. Y/n didn't know why all of a sudden she was craving so much food when she usually hated having big breakfasts.

She started thinking about it. She thought really hard about it while Andrew served her food and they both set in a comfortable silence while eating it.

And that is when it clicked.

She gasped a little bit too loudly, quite shocked with herself how she hadn't come to this conclusion yet.

She looked over at Andrew, who was looking at her with a frown on his face, chewing his beans and waiting for her to speak.

Y/n didn't know what happen after this. She didn't know if it was because of her conclusion, or because Andrew just looked as handsome as ever, or even because the breakfast tasted really good, but she started crying.

As soon as Andrew saw her eyes watering, he stood up from his chair and walked over to her, kneeling down and grabbing her face in his big hands.

"Baby? What's wrong? Are you feeling sick again?" he asked, question after question and waiting for an honest question from her. She just sobbed harder, grabbing his hands with hers.

"Andrew...I think I'm p-pregnant" y/n said, crying harder after she said it.

He looked at her, those words getting inside his brain and never leaving it ever again.

"Are you sure, my love?" he asked softly, not wanting her to cry even more since she already looked like a mess. His favorite mess.

"Yes." she nodded. "I'm c-constantly throwing up, m-my period is late and I'm always s-starving...I think it's a baby that is c-causing it." she said quietly, looking over at her boyfriend to make sure he was listening to her closely.

He just stared at her, a warm big small taking over his whole face.

Having a baby was something they had talked about, but not something they wanted right now. Or at least they thought.

They thought that they wanted to wait at least two more years until they started trying, but that night, where there were no condoms around and they were just too needy, completely ruined their plans.

That is why y/n was scared of his reaction. She really thought Andrew was going to yell at her, blaming her for ruining his future plans. But he was smiling, and she didn't know what to think.

He rubbed her cheek with his thumb, looking at her lovingly, and he swore to himself he had never loved this woman more than he did now.

"Why are you smiling?" she asked, her voice just above a whisper.

"Why am I smiling? Do you even realize how much I want to have a baby with you?" he asked, his finger still caressing her.

"I know, but we wanted to wait much longer...we never talked about having a kid right now. What if we're not ready?" She asked, her nerves clearly being shown on her voice.

"Baby...as long as we both want it, then we will be fine. We both have stable jobs, we have our own little apartment that can easily fit another human in it, we both have lots of love to offer..." he said, the idea of being a dad taking over his emotions while he was trying hard not to cry in front of her.

She looked at him, and she could see that he wanted. She wanted it as well, more than anything on this earth.

She had always wanted to be a mom. And ever since Andrew came into her life, she knew that he was going to be the father.

So she smiled at him, her eyes filling up with tears again.

He got up from his kneeling position, taking her by the hands and making her stand up as well.

He put his hands around her waist, rubbing her sides gently while she put her arms around his neck.

Andrew kissed her forehead gently, smiling against it right after.

"If you're pregnant, because we don't know if you are yet, you're going to be the best mommy ever." he said, thinking about the love of his life with his baby in her belly.

"And you are going to be the best daddy ever. Our baby is going to be so lucky to have you Andrew, so lucky." she said, her voice getting quieter at the last part.

And with those words, Andrew started crying. He hugged her closer to his chest while he kissed her head and smelled her sweet shampoo.

They stayed like this for a few minutes, just hugging each other and silently crying of happiness.

"We need to buy a couple tests though." Y/n broke the silence, looking up to his tear stained cheeks and smiling at him.

"Yeah, yeah let's go...wanna make sure I put a baby inside you." he said, making his girlfriend chuckle at his comment.

He grabbed her small hand and led her to their room so they could get ready and go to the pharmacy, the food completely forgotten.

They got ready in no time, hurrying themselves so they could get in the car and drive to the closest pharmacy.

They bought 3 tests, wanting to make sure that the results were all the same and that she was in fact pregnant.

When she got home, they got to see it for themselves. All three tests came out positive, and they couldn't be happier.

While she was talking about how excited and happy she was about the whole pregnancy fase, he couldn't help but think:

They were going to be the best mommy and daddy in the world.