Note: This is a sequel to Don’t Drop Him! Because you guys seemed to like that one a lot, plus I wanted to write Daveed as a dad. Also the baby’s name is from the book Sula by Toni Morrison, mainly because Daveed loves that book and I couldn’t figure out a name.
Warning: swearing, water breaking (do i have to warn you about that?)
“Daveed!” Daveed hears Y/N yelling from the couch but he doesn’t move straight away, for the last couple weeks of her pregnancy she’s been calling for him every few minutes to grab something for her that at this point he know’s it won’t be something urgent. “Daveed Diggs get your ass in here!” She yells.
With a frown he quickly gets up from his desk and rushes out to the living room where Y/N is standing, with a pool of water on the floor between her feet.
“Babe wha- oh shit” he says, his eyes wide as he realises what’s happened. Y/N’s water has broken.
Fuck, fuck, fuck what the hell do I do? She’s a week early, He thinks to himself as he continues to stare at her.
“You gonna stand there all day or are you going to take me to the hospital?” she asks.
Daveed snaps into action, grabbing his keys, wallet and phone from the bench before coming over to take Y/N by the wrm and lead her towards the door.
“Why do you look so terrified, you’re not the one that is about to give birth” She points out as Daveed leads her to the elevator of their building.
“I am not delivering our child on in the elevator Y/N” He says, his fingers drumming against his leg as they wait for the elevator to reach the ground floor.
“You’re not delivering this baby period” she says.
“Agreed” he mutters.
The elevator doors finally open and Daveed helps Y/N rush towards the car.