dolan twin daddy imagines - 2

home birth//g.d

AN// hi guys, this is a part 2 of something i wrote in my sad imagine book, called negative//g.d, so go read that one before this so you don't get confused !!

(third person pov)

"So they stretched out your uterus?" Ethan asked with a laugh. "Oh my god," He said, throwing his head back. You smiled.

"Well, you've gotta get this damn baby out of here somehow," You said, rubbing your tummy. Grayson grinned as he squeezed your hand, the other hand on the steering wheel.

"She's pretty big, huh?" He asked. You smiled.

After so many more doctor's appointments, and getting on an IVF treatment, you and Gray had finally managed to get pregnant. You'd had a miscarriage earlier in the year, shortly after the incident with Gray, but this time- this time it was happening.

"So they stuck their fingers up-" Ethan cut himself off laughing. "To stretch your fucking uterus, y/n."

"Yes E, they're doctors," She said with a smile. Ethan laughed some more. "And with the due date literally in two days-" You paused as you felt a sharp pain in your back. Grayson looked over.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, back's starting to hurt again," You sighed, rubbing your back. Ethan frowned.

"Does it hurt a lot?" You shook your head. "Well, she'll be out soon, right?" You smiled.

"Let's hope in a few days," You said with a sigh. Gray squeezed your hand again.

"How many more times do they have to stretch you out like that?" Ethan asked. You laughed.

"I don't know E, 'till she comes out?"

"Looks like Gray's not doing a very good j-"

"Ethan, my daughter is present in the car, I would fucking appreciate it if you didnt talk about sexual intercourse at this time," Grayson said. You laughed and Ethan shook his head.

"If she's in the car then why're you swearing, huh?" You sighed. "And stop talking like that."

"'Cause she can't hear me."

"Then how's she gonna fucking hear me!"

"Because you're loud as shit, Ethan-"

"Okay, okay," You said, rubbing Gray's arm, the pain in your back getting a little worse. "We want quiet now," You said, hand on your stomach.

"I'll sing for my niece-"

"She's good E, thank you."

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"What?" Grayson asked as soon as he walked in. Ethan had been dropped off at Lisa's for the day- he was helping her film something for her own work. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, she's moving around or something," You said with a smile. Grayson's eyebrows furrowed as you kissed him, limping by. "Maybe I need to pee," You said to yourself. He nodded.

You peed and came back to find Grayson making dinner, pulling some food out onto the counter cook. "Whatcha making?" You asked, waddling in. He smiled.

"I was thinking lasagna?" You nodded, trying to push yourself up onto a barstool. You held your stomach for a moment and winced. "Are you sure you're good babe, we can go back to the-"

"Is this what contractions are like?" You asked quickly. Grayson's eyes widened. "Should I start timing them?"

"I- I don't know,- yeah?" He asked, hurrying around. "Is she kicking?"