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Request; Can I send a request for Duff and the reader (who is pregnant) watching side stage at a concert of theirs, just really fluffy please? Don't worry if you don't get a chance to do it or don't feel comfortable with it 🥰

Sometimes it never really hit you just how lucky you were, but occasionally it would downright smack you in the face.

This was what was going through your mind as you sat in a plastic chair, albeit an uncomfortable one, while watching your boyfriend perform. You were side-stage, the audience couldn't see you but you got to witness the magic they were all watching too.

Duff, with his tousled blonde hair and cowboy hat perfectly in place, was bouncing around from left to right as he played the riff to Paradise City. The crowd were singing along with every song, the atmosphere and energy almost intoxicating but in the best way possible.

You placed a hand on your stomach subconsciously as you observed him, a tiny kick pushing back against your palm to remind you who was there. You and Duff were going to be parents, something you'd been afraid to tell him when you'd first found out but he had been over the moon and possibly more excited than you were.

He always spoke late at night of his dreams of being a father, you just never realised he'd be pleased to be one so soon. They were still writing Use Your Illusion, debating whether or not to split the record into two separate records, it was fair to say he had quite a lot on his plate already. That didn't stop him for one moment though, his biggest dream had been selling out stadiums and topping the charts, now it was getting to spend the rest of his life with you.

He noticed you staring at him, flashing one of his award winning smiles your way that would make your knees weak if you were standing up. You responded with your own grin, one he assured you melted him too.

You wondered what the baby was going to look like, would it be a boy or girl? Would it have his hair? His eyes? His nose? You hoped all of the above would be true, you loved every feature of him, although you were sure he'd say the same about you.

The baby kicked again as you were thinking, you rubbed at your stomach and chuckled. You weren't too far into the pregnancy yet, the clothes didn't exactly fit anymore but you still had a while to go, you couldn't wait to meet your little angel.

You could hear Axl starting to end the show, thanking the crowd for attending and being such great sports. Duff was staring out into the audience, appreciating the time he'd spent on stage and basking in the joy of doing what he loved, then he was suddenly heading your way as they all said farewell to the crowd and left the stage.

"You were amazing, Duffles," you praised as he approached you after handing his bass to a roadie to be put away safely.

"So were you," he murmured as he wrapped his arms around you, pressing a delicate kiss to your temple.

"Um, not sure if you knew this but I'm not in the band," you chuckled, playfully nipping at the tip of his nose.

"Still always amazing," he sang as you both walked towards the dressing room hand in hand, the rest of the band had already made their way in there and were getting out of their sweat soaked clothing.

"How's my little guy cooking?" Duff turned to you when you were inside, both palms placed against your stomach as he looked down at it.

"Duffles, you don't know if it's a boy yet," you rolled your eyes playfully before continuing, "but he's doing great, I think he likes listening to daddy playing bass. He was kicking like crazy."

"Ha! You said 'he' too," he poked at your cheek before kneeling down in front of you, forcing you to raise your eyebrows as the band glanced over to see what he was doing.

"Hi buddy," Duff mumbled, pressing his ear against your stomach as if he could hear a reply, it made you giggle, "I hope you liked the songs we were playing, I'll teach you how to play them someday. Maybe not Rocket Queen...you don't need to know that one until you're at least eighteen. I can't wait to meet you, I know mommy can't wait too, I hear her talking to you all the time. I know you're going to be just the cutest and most beautiful thing in my life, besides your mom, keeping cooking strong for me."

Your mouth opened, remaining frozen as you listened to every word leaving Duff's lips. You were mesmerized by it, if you'd been feeling particularly hormonal today you'd definitely be crying by now, but you'd probably think back on it and do that later. You pouted your lips when he stood back up, pulling him in for a quick kiss.

"Has anybody ever told you that you're just the sweetest and most precious man I've ever met?"

"A few times," he smiled against your lips, ignoring Slash's whistle in the background.

He then pulled away and ran a hand through your hair before turning to get out of his clothes and into some fresher ones, his eyes rolling when Izzy slapped him on the shoulder and told him he was going soft. God, you loved that man, and you thanked the stars it was you who got to spend eternity with him.