Damien Haas Imagines

the dream.

The sun is shinning through the window of our shared bedroom. I smell the pancakes from the distance.

"You're early today. What's up?" I smirked at Damien as I walked in the kitchen.

"Just cooking breakfast for my soon to be wife."

He managed to make cooking corny by saying that phrase.

Plate of pancakes with bacon on the sides was infront of me and kissed me on the forehead. I took a bite, it was adequate. I mean it's pancake, how is it supposed to taste?

But, I gave Damien a smile. I was about to take another bite when I suddenly felt nauseas. My stomach started turning and so is the world.

I quickly ran to the bathroom sink and let out everything that I just ate.

"Is it really that bad?" Damien rushed to my side as I puked out my stomach.

"No. Your pancakes is fine." I washed my face.

He touched my forehead and neck, feeling if I have a fever.

"You're not hot." He said
"I mean your hot but your temperature is not." He added.

"I'm just gonna go to the doctor tomorrow."

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The next day, the same thing happened. I didn't bother to tell Damien that it's been happening for a week now. The weird thing, I just felt like that when it's morning.

"Do you want me to go to the doctor with you?" He asked as he patted my back.

I flushed down the toilet, "I'm fine. Didn't you say you have to surprise Shayne for his graduation?"

"Yes but I'm really worried." He said
"I'm okay, Damien. I'll call you after the appointment."

I drove to the hospital to have my check-up. I told the doctor everything I've been experiencing every morning.

"You're sexually active, right?" She asked
"Yes." I nodded

"Well. Have you considered taking a pregnancy test?" she question.

"Not really. We use protection all the time." I explained
"There are not one hundred percent effective." 

My mind circles. Am I really pregnant? I refused to get an ultrasound, I wanna deal it with myself for now.

I bought a pregnancy test and went home. My heart is beating out of my chest while waiting for the result.

I sat on the toilet and waited and waited. The line appeared and tears started falling off of my face.

It was a tear of joy, for sure. This is the perfect gift for our engagement. I just don't know how Damien will react.

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My tv was on but my focus wasn't really on the show. I just kept thinking of what's going to happen if we had a child.

"I'm home." Damien shouted as he entered the house.
"Hey." He kissed me.

"You didn't call me. What's up? What did the doctor say?" He sat beside me.

"Uhmm." I took the envelope that's on the table.
"What is this?" He asked
"Just open it "

He took the PT and his confused face was showing while he was looking at it.

"I don't understand." He raised his eyebrow.
"I took a pregnancy test and there's two lines there." I looked at him in the eyes.

"You're pregnant?" He asked

I nodded, "yes."

"I'm gonna be a father?" His big smile was showing.

"Definitely yes."

He jumped up and down while shouting, "I'm gonna be a father!"

I began crying on the sight of him being so excited. I know he will be happy but I never thought this joyful.

"We're pregnant!" He cupped my cheeks and kissed me.
"I love you so much." He said and hugged me.