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"Come on (Nickname), you have to do this"

Leanne shift in discomfort as you grip on her hand, calming deep breathes came be heard from the isolated room where you currently is laying into.

You grunt in pain, sweats rolling your forehead down to your neck like a waterfall.

"No"

You choked a groan as you take a deep breath to steady yourself.

"I refuse to give birth to my child without his or her father!"

You groan afterwards.

"Where the heck is he?!"

"Dr. Kise (First name) take a deep breath. Calm yourself down"

Your obstetrician friend stated, you gave her a nod, trying to calm down yourself in pain and the annoying feeling of not having your stupid husband here.

"Dang this hurts"

You whine.

It's been five hours since you start your first stage of labor but fuck, it hurts like shit. Plus the fact that your husband is still not here and it's been five hours since his parents, yours and his sister inform him. But he was currently on flight, making it hard for them to contact him.

To be told the truth, it wasn't his fault, he insists on being at home on your pregnancy but then you tell him it's fine, that you are pretty sure he'll be home before your due. But hell wrong you are. You are three days early to your due, but everything is fine.

The baby is fine, the two of you refuse to know the gender of the baby, insisting the best way to know it would be after the delivery on the baby. Everything is fine. Except the fact that your husband isn't here as you bit your lip in pain.

"Gosh Leanne, you didn't told me this hurts so bad"

She gave you a sarcastic laugh at your sarcastic statement, her free hand wiping the sweat on your neck.

You stay like that for another ten minutes, taking a deep breath here and there when the door gently open, revealing a tall blonde guy, under his hospital gown was his pilot uniform.

Leanne sigh in relief as you finally get to let go of her hand. Giving you a kiss on the forehead as you gave her a quiet thanks when Ryota takes his place. Holding on your hand giving it a light squeeze before kissing the back of it.

"Sorry I'm late"

You gave him a tired smile as he started brushing off some wet strands of (hair color) hair on your face.

"You're quite early to be honest"

You let out a groan, Ryota gave you a worried look

"I'm still on my first stage of labor... I'm doing pretty fine, right doc?"

Your friend gave you a nod, but she was busy checking in down there.

"But it hurts so bad"

You cried out in pain,

"You can do this (First name)-chii"

He gave you a reassuring smile, somehow putting you at least

"Yeah"

Suddenly you felt a sharp pain.

It felt like your inside were burning and it stings, making you hold into Ryota's hand. You groan in discomfort and pain.

"You're crowning, take deep breath and push"

It went like that for a while, you don't know how long but it sure does hurt, and exhausting. But Ryota's presence and words were enough to keep you motivated and calm through out the whole process.

"It's a boy"

A Few Years Later

"Mom?"

You look down at your 5 years old son, Renji, trailing behind him was your 3 years old daughter Ryoko who was now clinging into your legs.

Unfortunately for you, the two of them is the exact replica of their father, same yellow eyes and hair, even your 3 year old daughter is starting to show her personality and attitude was just like your father, good thing your son isn't as energetic as his younger sister and his father. At a very young age he seems chill and laid back, pretty much blunt just like you, but then, it's too early to judge.

(I do not own the pictures, they belong on their respective artist and I found this on pinterest)

You kneel down after putting the spatula to the side, wiping your hands on your pink apron. With now at the same level as your child.

"What is it dear?"

You ask your son, your daughter hugging you from the side making you chuckle.

Renji was quite big for a 5 years old but he does have his father genes after all, he was all to blame.

"Where is papa?"

He asked, making you look at him in the eyes as he avoided your glaze

"He's out playing basketball with his middle school friends"

You stated, standing up when you heard the crisping sound of the friend chicken for the kids

"He said he'll be back just in time for dinner"

You stated once again, grabbing some clean plate and raising the fried chicken from the pan

"Why do you ask dear?"

You added, putting the plate of chicken on the dinning table where everything is already set except for your husband

Helping your daughter up on her seat, Renji replied, sitting on the chair across his sister

"I know papa is rarely around because of his job but"

You smile at the creeping figure behind your little boy

"I want him to teach me basketball during his free time"

"I could see why not"

Ryota stated as he suddenly raffle Renji's blonde hair into a mess, earning a 'stop it pa' from his son as Ryota just chuckle in return

He then pick up his daughter, causing Ryoko to giggle as he lift her up in the hair before giving her a kiss on the cheeks before once again setting her down on the chair beside you. The next was you, who he immediately give a peck on the lips.

"You smell like alcohol, did you guys drink?"

He smile sheepishly at you as he went to his sit, Renji was already giving Ryoko a rice cross the table.

"A little, we had a little chat at Aominechii's house. I did shower there, I don't want to go home smelling like sweat"

You just smile and nod at him

"I cooked you your favorite by the way"

You said pointing the covered pot in the middle containing onion gratin soup.

You saw his eyes sparkle,

"You're the best (First name)-chii"

"Of course"

You smile back at him

You watch him smiling to himself as he take a bite of his favorite dish

"Oh, Ryota"

His yellow iris once again perk up to meet your glaze, noticing you haven't been eating that he thought something must be wrong. Your son did stop and somehow waiting for you to continue as your daughter beside you just giggle to herself as she clumsily take a spoonful of her meal.

"(First name)-chii?"

Your husband gulp, and you smile at him

"I'm three weeks pregnant.. again"

It didn't take him too long to process that you are having your third child and send him over you to give you a kiss and laugh of joy, though this cause your first born to gag at your husband affection, this doesn't stop him from being happy, same goes with your daughter that doesn't have a clue of whats happening but is happy to see her family happy

I love you, that means I'm not just hear for the pretty parts.

I'm here no matter what

The End