You are currently pregnant with your boyfriend's, Alexander Lee's, baby (you guys have decided to not get married), you are currently at the hospital birthing wing because you've been in labor for the past seven hours. Since Xander is a pretty strong and tall guy, birth has been pretty painful, everyone in your guys' lives guessed that the baby was gonna be at least eight or nine pounds, and they were kinda right. Currently he is just sitting on a stool by your head, holding your hand while you're giving birth, and you haven't gotten an epidural yet so according to him in his head, you are being batshit crazy. Even though he's in his late twenties, he is kinda incompetent when it comes to this kinda stuff, so he's just holding your hand even though it feels like his hand is gonna break from how hard you're holding it while the nurses and a doctor or two are working around you two.(You can edit this however you want)

Xander: "It's okay, darling. You're doin' great."

He doesn't really know what to do.