How would Sevika react to her baby being born? Like listening to reader scream curse words at her as she pushes and Sevikas smiling cause she’s never heard her sweet wife say such words.
Then when the baby is finally born they look just like Sevika and she can’t help but stare in amazement and love. Kissing reader all over her face and saying words of affirmation
HAHAHAHHA
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she's never been more in love with you than she is in this exact moment, with you sweating through a paper hospital gown, screaming bloody murder, and clawing through the skin on her hand as you push your daughter out into the world.
sure, she just witnessed you shit yourself and you look like you're mid-exorcism. sure, she nearly passed out when she took a peek between your legs and saw your cunt stretched and bleeding. but you're the most beautiful thing she's ever seen.
"what the fuck are you smiling at you smug motherfucker?!" you snarl as another contraction wracks your body. she grins, ducking down to kiss your sweating temple, and if you had any more strength in you you'd smack the smile right off her face.
"you're amazing." she says with wonder, a sparkle in her eye. "you're the sexiest, strongest, most powerful woman i've ever met. i'm so in love with you." she says adoringly.
"you're never, ever touching me again, you piece of shit!" you growl. sevika just laughs and nods.
"whatever you want, baby." she says, still smiling.
"i fucking hate you!" you scream as you push through your contraction.
"i love you more than i've ever loved anything." she replies.
"i can't believe you did this to me!"
before she can reply with an annoyingly soothing response, the doctor gasps from between your legs. "ten centimeters!"
you whine, tears racing down your cheeks at the horrible searing tearing feeling between your legs.
"it's time to push, baby." she whispers soothingly.
"stop fucking talking to me!" you growl. sevika laughs, kissing you again, then she crawls into the hospital bed behind you to hold you from behind, both of your hands in hers, her legs enveloping your torso, your back against her chest, just like you practiced in your classes.
"i'm gonna marry you once this is all over." she says in your ear as you catch your breath from your last contraction. you barely get thirty seconds between the waves of pain, but you manage to bark out a laugh at this.
"we're already married." you say. sevika continues to kiss your head and neck.
"so we'll renew our vows." she says. "and our baby can be there. she'll be the officiant." she says. you laugh again, and it quickly turns into a moan of pain.
"i'm divorcing you for this." you cry out. sevika laughs and kisses your head.
"i'll win you back." she says. you elbow her as you sit forward for your next push, getting a little satisfaction at the little grunt of pain she lets out.
"i can see the head!" the doctor says. you scream and sevika gasps, and then--
the sweetest, tiniest little cries you've ever heard start up between your legs. you gasp, and sevika gasps, and the doctor rises from between your legs with a slimy, blood covered, wrinkly lump of flesh flailing in her arms.
"a beautiful, healthy baby girl." she says, grinning as she walks the baby over to the head of the bed for you to gawk at.
at the sight of her scrunched up sobbing face, all the pain in your body seemingly disappears. an entirely new type of tears well up in your eyes, and you almost tackle the doctor when she turns away with the baby in her arms. it's only sevika's hold on you that keeps you in place, her voice in your ear gently reminding you that they gotta clean the baby first.
"you wanna cut the cord, mama?" the doctor asks, looking over her shoulder at sevika a she and the nurses quickly wipe up your crying baby. sevika chokes on a sob from behind you and nods, pressing a solid kiss against your head before scrambling out of bed to stand beside the group of medical professionals, shakily snipping the umbilical cord, officially separating your baby from your body.
when she's all clean sevika holds cradles your daughter into her arms, gasping down at her crying little face as you deliver the placenta and the doctors clean you up.
nothing hurts anymore. they quickly hook you up to a steady stream of morphine, and the hormones flooding your body make time all floaty and make you all spacey.
one minute, there's a gaggle of nurses surrounding you, the next, it's just sevika, standing beside your hospital bed, cooing down at your daughter.
she gently makes her way back in bed with you, placing your little girl in your arms, hooking her chin over your shoulder as you both grin down at your crying little girl.
"holy shit." you whisper. sevika giggles from behind you.
"she's gorgeous."
"she looks like a raisin." you whisper. sevika bursts into laughter, pressing endless kisses to your face.
you burst into tears, and sevika coos behind you, squeezing you to her chest.
"she's so perfect." you cry. "it's our baby sev. our daughter." you cry.
your baby girl's calmed down now, seemingly recognizing your voice, her little eyes blinking up into space. you know she can't see yet, but it seems like she's looking right up at her moms.
"oh fuck." you cry. "she looks just like you." you say through tears. sevika's sniffling behind you, seeming to realize the same thing.
she does look just like sevika. even though she's only a few minutes old, and her face is so itty bitty-- she's got sevika's eyes. and sevika's nose. and sevika's lips. and two or three wisps of sevika's ebony hair decorate her head.
"shit, this is no fair. i'm the one who carried her for nine months and she comes out lookin' like your clone!" you cry. sevika chuckles behind you, reaching down to gently press one of her fingers against your baby's palm.
"just means she's gonna have your personality, babe." she says. "another sweetheart."
you giggle, leaning back against your wife.
both of you laugh as your daughter grunts and smacks her free hand against sevika's wrist.
"no way, she's all you. she came out swinging and everything." you say through laughs.
sevika snorts and kisses your head.
"i love you so much." she whispers. you sigh, turning your neck to press your lips against hers.
"i love you too." you say.
"you're not gonna divorce me?" she asks, laughing against your lips. you smile.
"no, i guess not. she's worth all the pain." you say, looking back down at your daughter. sevika smiles against your head.
"welcome to the world, little fucker." sevika whispers.
in your arms, your daughter coos.
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WIP Wednesday 🌙
Tagged by @dangerpronebuddie & @fortheloveofbuddie - thank you Maggie and Caroline!
I have more of 'sleepy' fic to share. It's probably the only thing getting me through this week. And yes I'm aware I only just finished Tuesday. Sigh.
Normally I'm posting this and then heading to sleep, but today I'm posting this and off to the hospital for an MRI at 1:45am. Woo.
(I'm fine—mostly—we're trying to figure out something tho so fingers crossed for answers 🤞🏼)
Anyways, enjoy a bit of a longer snippet of Buddie being the softest:
He wraps his arms around Eddie, his back to the spray, and drops his forehead down onto Eddie’s shoulder like he’d been craving before. It isn’t going to be the first time that they’ve showered like this, where one of them can’t really move to do anything, so Buck isn’t concerned about being clingy.
There’s the sound of a cap popping before fingers work into his hair, lathering up the lavender scented shampoo that Eddie teases Buck about. But Eddie knows Buck’s hair needs it for his curls, and happily picks it up when Buck is running low and forgets to grab more for the Diaz household. Another sign of Eddie’s love for Buck.
He hums in pleasure as Eddie massages his scalp, the soft pressure of the shower along his spine and back muscles helping as well. Buck very well could fall asleep standing here, but he doesn’t want to put that on Eddie, so he straightens when Eddie taps his shoulder, tilting his head back to rinse out the suds. Eddie guides Buck back to his resting spot before he repeats the same actions with the similarly scented conditioner.
And then Eddie’s hands are across Buck’s body, washing the sweat and soot off of his skin, gently nudging him to leave against the warmed tiles so Eddie can wash the front of Buck’s body as well.
Eddie’s touch is gentle, more of a caress, ensuring each spot on Buck’s skin is washed and touched, dropping kisses along the paths he can reach without crouching as he goes.
Overall, Buck is feeling very loved and cared for.
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