Hellooo! <33
Could you maybe do a doue fanfic that is set in the future (when he is around 28 and married) and he finds out that him and the reader are expecting a kid and he is so happy and excited and it's a very emotional moment
I know it's quite different from other fanfics, but I thought it would be a good idea
PREGNANT;
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désiré doué x f!reader.
dating.
note: thanks u for ur req <3
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: you and désiré find out you're expecting your first baby.
“it’s taking too long,” he mutters.
you let out a shaky laugh. “it’s been like thirty seconds.”
“that’s too long.”
at twenty-eight, désiré is calmer than he used to be. he's usually more patient and composed, but not tonight.
tonight, he’s been pacing around the house for the past ten minutes like his life depends on this tiny plastic stick sitting beside the sink.
you watch him drag a hand through his curls again before glancing at you.
“are you okay?”
you nod quickly. “yeah…no.”
“hey,” he says softly, kneeling in front of you so your knees press against his chest.
his hands settle gently on your thighs, warm and grounding.
“whatever happens,” he murmurs, “we’re okay.”
your chest tightens a little.
marrying him was the easiest decision you’d ever made.
he’s still the same boy who used to grin too much and flirt badly. he's just softer now.
“i know,” you whisper.
he presses a quick kiss to your knee before standing again then immediately looks back at the test.
you snort softly. “you’re stressing me out.”
“i’m stressed too.”
“you’re acting like you’re pregnant.”
“i might as well be.”
that makes you laugh for real this time and the sound seems to calm him a little... for about five seconds.
he looks back toward the sink again.
“can i check now?”
“désiré, you asked that thirty seconds ago.”
“yeah but now it feels correct.”
you groan, covering your face with your hands. “just look.”
he turns immediately and you watch his back tense.
then silence, a long silence. too long.
your stomach drops instantly.
“what?” you ask quietly.
he still doesn’t answer.
“désiré.”
he finally turns around and the expression on his face steals the air from your lungs completely.
“baby,” he says breathlessly, almost laughing at the same time.
your heart stops.
“really?”
he nods so fast it’s almost ridiculous, “really.”
“show me,” you stand up immediately.
he practically rushes back toward you, holding the test like it’s the most precious thing he’s ever touched.
positive.
“oh,” you whisper.
before you can even process it properly, his arms are around you, lifting you slightly off the floor as he laughs against your neck.
“we’re having a baby,” he says again. “we’re actually having a baby.”
you start laughing too, emotional and overwhelmed all at once.
“a baby,” he repeats, grinning so hard it almost looks painful.
he pulls back just enough to hold your face in both hands, eyes shining now.
“you’re gonna be a mom.”
the way he says it makes you cry immediately.
“and you’re gonna be a dad,” you whisper back.
he actually laughs through watery eyes before kissing you quickly, again and again, then once more because he clearly doesn’t know what to do with all the emotion.
“i love you,” he says against your lips.
“i love you too.”
his hands slide down instinctively toward your stomach like he’s realizing there’s someone there now.
“hi baby,” he murmurs quietly to your stomach.
you let out a tearful laugh. “it’s literally the size of a blueberry.”
“still my baby!”
he looks back up at you with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him.
“wait until i tell everyone i’m gonna be a dad.”
you laugh instantly. “you’re gonna become unbearable.”
“too late.”
watching him standing there in the tiny bathroom, emotional over a positive pregnancy test with tears in his eyes and his hands still protectively resting on you, you already know he’s going to be the happiest father in the world.
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