♡One day, Hotchkiss/You were sitting in an armchair in your future child's room (he was nine months pregnant), and just as he was about to leave, he went into labor. Desperate, he called Barrel/your husband, who was going to call an ambulance and told him to head to the hospital.♡ . . ♡After the birth, Hotchkiss/You were sitting on the hospital bed, holding the baby (you choose the name), waiting for Barrel to arrive.♡