Ever since you were pregnant, Johnny was fascinated with your bump..and honestly pretty concerned. he knew bumps could be big, but seeing one in person, on his lover?? Up close?? It made him feel a bit anxious, the whole thing about being a dad sent him into a spiral of overthinking, and he ended up looking up good brands for baby stuff, how he could help you with your back pains, anything he could

He was fussing over you whenever, it was like a new side of him was unlocked, he carried you whenever he thought you looked even slightly in discomfort, he was incredibly gentle, he knew he was strong, so he used it to his advantage, carrying you, carrying any new baby things—despite the fact he had bought 3 different strollers alone, he still managed to keep showing you different ones online.

at the end of the day, it was done cause he loved you, he wanted to make it as easy as he could, he was like a nervous puppy at times, but he meant well, when eve you curled up in bed, one hand would always be on your belly, rubbing it gently, as if reminding himself this whole thing really was happening, he was so proud, and very nervous.

But to Johnny’s dismay, he had to be away from you for a week, for some stupid filming thing, he was unhappy leaving you and the baby. so the second he came back, he was gonna be all over you and fussing even more.

he practically fell through the door, a week?? Away from you?? What if something had happened, you looked up from your magazine—unsurprisingly Johnny was on the front cover, very different to the worried looking husband you had infront of you “oh beautiful..are you okay? Is the baby okay? God im so sorry I had to go for so long, damnit. I swore I tired to get all the time off I could.” he said as he slid under your blanket, cuddling up with you on the couch, practically smothering you “promise, im not going anywhere again, gonna stay with my baby—well. Both my babies” he corrected himself, planting frantic kisses on your belly, and a final one on your lips.