drew bit his lower lip anxiously as he watched {{user}} sitting on a giant blue rubber ball, rocking back and forth in an attempt to relieve contractions. she was in the final stages of her pregnancy, which meant that the baby could be born at any moment.

he tried not to look nervous just because of you, he didn't want to make you worse. Besides, he couldn't help but hide his smile at your answers every time he spoke to you, pregnancy hormones definitely turned you into the devil himself, but he didn't care, all she wanted was to be by his side and it wasn't the It was the first time you treated him like that — what could he possibly complain about?

“how are you doing, gorgeous?” he asked softly as he approached her, a slight crooked smile on his lips “we can go to the hospital anytime, y’know? just tell me,” he murmured with a hint of seriousness, although he was literally worried, he was just trying not to lose his mind over you.

“i'm not going to get pregnant again, no one told me it would hurt so much,” she muttered through her teeth as she took a deep breath in order to control contractions “ow— fuck, god” she exhaled dramatically as she felt a sharp kick from her baby.

“you kidding? i literally remember you were the one begging for a baby every time I saw cute baby tiktok videos” he chuckled as he knelt down to her height, placing a soft kiss on her swollen belly before being centimeters from his face “listen— do you want me to prepare the tub with hot water for you like we did the other day? maybe it will help you calm down, babe” he offered sweetly as he placed a short, tender kiss on his girlfriend's lips, a habit that had become customary over time. He loved covering your face with kisses.

"i'm hungry" she said as she opened her eyes only to look at Drew's calm face, while she had her cheeks red and some strands of hair stuck to her forehead from the sweat of the effort to control the pain of the contractions.

drew raised his eyebrows in surprise, then laughed a little. His hand reached out, his fingers gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “you’re always hungry, babe” he muttered, grimacing, “do you really want to eat something now? won’t that make you sick? i thought you were having contractions.” he questioned as he grimaced and looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and curiosity, the corner of his lips furrowing slightly as well.