𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 - 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐜

𝟢𝟤𝟧 . 𝐼𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀

30 weeks pregnant

Darcy was expected to be back at Dr Jones office as she still had contractions every now and then,

"So you ready to get going?" Christian asked as he watched the young blonde do a penguin waddle down the stairs and into the kitchen,

"I think thing one is in a mood," Darcy pointed to the left side of her belly where a foot was kicking,

"How do you know which one is which?" The older boy was clearly amused by the young girl who was muttering to the baby to stop kicking her,

"Well thing one kicks me harder than thing two does therefore I think thing one is awake an in a mood," she explained as she grabbed his hand and placed it on her belly so he could feel what his child was doing,

"That's my boy right there," Christian smiled as he felt the kicks as he had always wanted a little boy to play football with but now he had two,

"I mean he's a wee shit so you're not wrong," the Scot smirked as she waited for the older boy to process what she had just said,

"Wait a minute, you cheeky bitch!" He scoffed as he watched the young girl try run away from him,

"Nah the pregnant women isn't going to be let off that easily," he added as he picked up the small girl who was surprisingly light for carrying twins,

"I'm having your children so just remember that," Darcy squealed as he placed her on the couch,

"If I don't hurt the boys then it's not a problem," Christian smirked as he held her hands above her head,

"Can I plead the fifth or some shit to get me out of this?" She asked as he shook his head,

"No you take it back and then you're free for us to go to the appointment," he pointed out as she let out a giggle feeling his breathe on her neck,

"But I was telling you the truth!" Darcy stuck her tongue out at the boy,

"And I don't give a crap so. Take. It. Back," he moved his face closer to the girl each sentence until there was next to no space in between the couple,

"Never!" She squealed as his hands went down to her sides and starting tickling her,

"Take. It. Back," he repeated as he stopped for a moment to let his baby momma get a moment to breathe,

"Fine I'll do it," the blonde mumbled putting a smirk on the older boys face,

"I'm sorry I didn't hear that, would you like to repeat what you just said?" Christian smiled at the young girl who just rolled her eyes,

"Fine you arse I take it back," she stuck her tongue out as he mirrored her action,

"And now that wasn't so hard was it?" He asked as he got off of the young girls legs that he had been keeping from trying to kick him,

"Shut up and let's get going to this appointment for your boys," Darcy pointed to him putting an emphasis on the word 'your' as he gave her a salute.

"So do you want the good news or the bad news first?" Dr Jones asked as he sat down in front of the couple with the young girls tests results in his hand,

"Well let's start off with the bad and end with the good," Christian proposed as Darcy nodded in agreement clenching his hand,

"So bad news is the medication didn't work which means you're on hospital bedrest for the next three weeks," he started off as Darcy let out a scoff,

"The good news better be great then," she mumbled to him with a slight glare feeling grateful that she had a relationship with the doctor where it was appropriate for her to act like this,

"You get to eat as much vanilla custard as you want in the next three weeks," he finished as the young girl nodded realising that it was the only good thing but of course the young American sat there confused,

"What's so great about a custard?" Christian asked as the other two turned to him in shock,

"This vanilla custard is the best thing you will eat in your whole life," the Scot explained as the american couldn't help but gag,

"I'm more of a chocolate kinda guy," Christian shrugged when he noticed Dr Jones give Darcy a look,

"What they can't be great with everything!" She pointed out as he nodded seeing that she had a point,

"Remind me why my girlfriend and her gynecologist are ganging up on me for liking chocolate?" The american pointed out clearly feeling picked on,

"Because we care?" She responded in a slightly unsure tone not knowing what she was really meant to say.

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𝚊𝚗: 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜
𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚖
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝
𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜
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