Shawn Mendes x Reader
Word count: 1,196
A/N: This one is for one of the greatest people on earth, @shawns-love , ily a lot. Shawn as a father…
Shawn has basically been pregnant with me during the last 4 months. He would wake me up in the middle of the night saying he was craving a cheeseburger and did I want one. I mean, obviously I did, but who’s the pregnant one here? Watching the excitement in his face as we set up the nursery and picked out clothes and toys and bedding was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s been looking forward to meeting our little baby since the very first day it was confirmed that I was pregnant. I love him for that. For always supporting, and loving, and caring for me.
All of these heartwarming thoughts are flooding my brain as I stare at Shawn pacing back and forth in the hospital room. “Shawn, baby, I’m fine. My contractions aren’t that close together yet. Have patience.” I say to a frantic Shawn, trying to calm him down a little. He just huffs and stands still, tapping his foot restlessly on the ground. “Shawn. Come here.” I reach out my hand as Shawn walks over to me, a defeated look on his face. “I’m sorry. Sorry,” he says, taking both of my hands in his, “I’m just so nervous and I want everything to go as perfectly as possible. And I just really love you so much and-” Shawn’s tangent is interrupted by the doctor finally entering the room with a warm smile on his face.