(𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you had never felt a pain like this before. it was a stomachache you never experienced before– it was like all your organs wanted to get out of you all at once.

your husband, damiano– who tends to be extra dramatic when he hits his small toe against the couch was absolutely losing it, he never saw you like this either. so he didn’t doubt about taking you to the ER.

but what none of you expected was being told you were expecting a baby, and that you were going to give birth to them now, like– now.

“are you serious!” you snap, between groans, at he doctor, who jumps back. “are you sure you didn’t mix my tests with someone else’s!”

“no ma’am. you’re in labor.” he confirms, for the fifth time in five minutes.

“labor as in delivering a child?” damiano says, swallowing his own pain at his hand being squished by yours.

“obviously, you idiot!” you now snap at your husband, the pain taking over you besides, he’s the one that put you in this place after all.