“What…what was that y/n…?”
“Labor. Hikaru.” you panted through pain, “I’m going into labor!!!”
“OH MY G- WHAT- WHERE- HOW??”
“Just get me in the car and get me to the hospital!!!!”
Hikaru ran to you, still sputtering nonsensical and unfinished sentences and wraped his arm around your waist. He guided you down the stairs, into the car, and to the hospital, praying he could help you through this.
~After the baby was born: Hikaru lied in bed next to you, holding your new child. He felt all the pain he’d ever endured at once and swore mentally he’d never let his child go through that. His wife looked at his melancholy face and smiled.
“We’ll raise this baby to be the happiest anyone can ever be.” She said, and kissed the top of the child’s head then Hikaru’s cheek.
“I know,” he said finally smiling, “I was just thinking about all the hardships they’ll go through. But there’s plenty of time for that later. Right now they’re happy and so, so beautiful.”
His wife leaned her head on his shoulder and said, “You’re right. Our baby is so beautiful.”
Mori noticed your water broke even before you did. In a flash he had you and the pre-packed suit case in the car and to the hospital.
~After the baby was born: Mori sat by the bed watching his wife hold their newborn baby. He couldn’t wipe the smile from his face as he thought about how absolutely perfect they both were.
“Mori,” his wife said, “here, do you want to hold our baby?”
Suddenly his baby looked so small and fragile. His smile faltered, but he nodded his head and his wife handed him their newborn.
Mori marveled at how a human could ever be so small, that he had once been that small. He thought about how innocent and pure his child was at this moment, how angelic and amazing his wife was for giving him the opportunity to have something this perfect. Family. His family.
And he would protect them. Both of them and any future children to come, he would protect them, and love them, and give him everything he was as a human to make sure they were always happy, safe, and loved.
It took a second for Honey to register what his wife had just said. She was going into labor!!
He was exited and nervous all at once as he grabbed the suit case and helped his wife into the car. As he drove her to the hospital he had one hand on the wheel, the other hand grasping his wife’s, and no matter how hard she squeezed he never lost the happiness in his voice as he rambled about how amazing their family was going to be.
~After the baby was born: “Honey, I would very much like to hold our baby now.”
Honey had been holding the baby since it was born and had only let his wife see it’s face as he held it. He didn’t realize she hadn’t held their baby yet. He was just so absorbed is the beauty and adorableness of his newborn.
“Oh!” Honey said, “I didn’t realize…sorry. But…”
“But what, Honey?” His wife questioned.
“But if you hold our baby then I’ll be too far away from it!”
“For goodness sake Honey, just let me hold our baby and you can sit next to me on the bed and and do what I’ve been doing for the past hour!” She laughed slightly, holding out her arms, “It will do you good to just look for a while and give your arms a rest.”
Honey reluctantly handed the baby to his wife and slid next to her on the bed. He was going to be so clingy. He already knew this, but with a baby this adorable, how could he not be?
When his wife went into labor he helped her to their bathroom and into the large tub they had kept empty for this ocasion. Kyoya knew germs were abundant in hospitals and didn’t trust any doctor, no matter how good they were, to deliver his child.
So Kyoya calmly filled the tub and called his family to tell him they would have a new member soon. He coached his wife through the birth, and delivered his baby himself.
After the baby was born: Kyoya kissed his wife’s temple and looked down at their beautiful baby. Both of their families were on the way and he planned to take this time until they got there for just the three of them. The first family time they’d had.
“So,” Kyoya smiled and gazed down at his child, “What are we going to name the first child of the Kyoya Ootori clan?”
“Excuse me,” his wife laughed, “Kyoya Ootori clan? How many children do you plan on having? And don’t I get to be a leader in this ‘clan’ too?”
He chuckled and kissed his wife again, “I plan on having as many children as we can handle. And I’d bet that’s around 3 or 4.”
A knock came on the door and they realized their family was there.
“We’ll talk about this later Ootori, but for now,” his wife smiled at him and caressed his face with her hand, “lets introduce our family to the newest clan member.”