Quarantine: Shades of Pink (StevexPregnant!Reader)
A/N: Hi again! Soooo yeah. Quarantine has been ticking me off lately cos I dont have much to do… On top of that, I just want to be creative today and make a fic. I see y'all didnt fancy the last fic I made since it’s not in line with the current world issue of quarantine. Soooo im here to make one more for ya… This might turn into a preference sooner or later if I keep adding more and more… But, yeah… so I hope you enjoy Steve and you being pregnant… Bonus at the end hehe
Pairing: Steve Rogers (Captain America) x Pregnant!Reader
Word count: idk.
Warnings: Language and fluff
You’re at the common room, sitting on the couch as you read yet again, another J.K. Rowling book, as you love Harry Potter so much as much as you do the other books. It’s actually of the only things that keep you going during quarantine, and 34 weeks pregnant to you and Steve’s twin girls.
You sighed as you felt kicks, both sides of your tummy. The babies active as you try to relax yourself. Sam looks at you with a wierd face as he watches your tummy move.
“Don’t fuck with me y/n you’re doing this on purpose!” He said kinda scared shitless as he watched your tummy form moving bumbs under Steve’s shirt you were wearing…
You laughed a little and shrugged it off, “Maybe I am, maybe I’m not…”
You felt the couch sink beside you, as Steve sat down. Grinning, his baby blues twinkling as he looks at you then your belly…
“Language, Sam…” he said as he planted a kiss on your temple, “The babies are listening…”
You giggled as he knelt in front of you, his puppy dog eyes asking for permission to lift the shirt to expose your large bump, which is due in a few weeks.
You nodded as he lifted the garment, exposing your tummy. You became bashful, as you saw stretch marks all over your growing tummy. He grinned and he kissed your bump, tickling you with his beard, cooing at your unborn children.
“You know, your mommy’s pretty… and the marks on her tummy make her more prettier…” he cooed as he kissed your tummy again, looking at you as you smiled, not minding his grammar to express more to what he wants to say.
Your belly moved at every word that Steve spoke… You immediately knew that the girls will be both daddy’s girls when they grow into toddlers as they loved his voice.
“And daddy will give you everything you want…” you grinned as Steve chuckled smiling at you and kissing your hand, bloated by the excess fluid in your pregnant body.
Few Weeks Later~
“One will be named Toni and the other one Starr…” Tony said outside you and Steve’s shared bedroom.
“Natasha and Natalia sounds better…” Natasha retorted as they continued to bicker on the baby names.
“Either way, they are already born. It’s Steve and y/n’s choice on what name to choose. They are their flesh and blood anyway…” Vision said in his stoic voice.
You and Steve decided for you to give birth at the tower, since the Corona Virus in the United States is still scaring everyone. Including you, thinking that your babies won’t be safe at even a private hospital.
A few minutes passed and they heard the first baby cry. Everybody’s ears pressed against the door and wall of the bedroom.
“Oh my god, she’s coming… she’s coming…” you whimpered, muffled through the walls and door of the room. Faces of panic and excitement were exchanged among the rest of the Avengers, except for Bucky who looks confused as to why they are so interested hearing a birthing woman screaming her lungs out.
A few pushes later, the second cry was heard. Everybody cheered as they heard you and Steve cry a little
Steve opened the door, teary eyed as he just saw his flesh and blood for the first time times two. He wiped away the tears as he smiled…
“They look perfect… You wanna see them?” He asked, the door slightly open, just to fit his body.
They all nodded as they entered the room. Crying and smiling as they saw the two bundles of joy cradled in your arms. One in a soft pink blanket and the other in a Barbie pink one.
“Avengers, meet Blair Natalia and Toni Serene Rogers…”
Your little girls, had your hair color, Steve’s blues and nose and your smile. Both healthy and beautiful, peacefully resting on your chest, each on either of your arms.
They held back tears as they talked about how pretty they look. A seamless blend of both their parent’s features.
Natasha looked at Tony as they both got their way in a way, at least, as they sometimes tend to treat everything as a wager. Bucky smiled as he hugged Steve as he told him that he had to name at least one of the babies in homage to his best friend.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading! I really enjoyed writing this…