How would the UK brothers react if their wife was pregnant and how wouod they be be during the pregnancy?
soon to be dads II uk brothers x reader
when you tell him he goes very still, can't move, sits down.
makes a joke he doesn’t finish
as you described it, he knows you’re okay, but yet-
but also remembers that hospitals have white sheets for a reason
he needs updates, the doctors have enough of him, the nurses as well.
“Did you take the vitamins?”
“You didn’t eat from that dodgy place again, did you?”
one missed call and he’s pacing around the house, out of breath
his hands are shaking, the doctors are incompetent suddenly
he will scold you for any mistakes, which you don't let him go with.
you've got to be loudly, loud, to shake him off from those phases
doesn’t mean he doesn’t get it
he knows your feelings, you guys communicate quite a lot
but his job now is protecting two people
won’t tell you to be careful, he is to stressed with himself
but he make sure your boots are stuffed with the most luxurious fur and your coat zips high and tight in the right space
when you come home rough around the edges
he doesn’t tease, he sits down and shuts the hell up
he wraps a blanket around you and keeps talking to the baby
wants to be part of everything
doctor's visits, nursery painting, bedtime music, prep the food, choosing a playlist
all the way in, just like you ahem.
immediately planning, budgeting, scheduling, thinks its a royal wedding or baby announcement
which kinda is to him? the standards are more than high. Thanks to Kate and William.
but beneath the structure is panic, absolutely drenched in panic
he knows everything will probably go according to plan
but what if it doesn’t? you have to reassure him all the time
what if something goes wrong and he wasn’t good enough again?
he doesn’t sleep well anymore
you once noticed your breasts having a bit more color than usual, panicked the entire afternoon
you barely cared, you felt right
buys books written by specialists and annotates them
needs a logbook, plans on keeping it for eternity
keeps a record of what you eat, how often you rest, how many steps you take, doctor won't have shit to say.
one day without a check-in?
he's on the phone with the hospital
“Bloody hell, do you have any idea—!”
hospital also has enough of him
doesn’t blame you if you fuss over him
he understands what you carry inside
but will install tracking apps and backup phones
i said, he reacts like war came back
just kneels and unlaces your shoes
really learned how to properly cook.
praise the lord, you won't die
he listens to the heartbeat once
and then carries the sound inside him like a prayer
women have been birthing for millennia
so he treats you like a sacred vessel
very superstitious but in a softer chaotic way ?
doesn’t overthink, he can handle all that
i mean he already handled all that to reach this point
too much trust on nuns, doctors and soon to be dad groups
buys too much sheep stuff, very cliché i'm so sorry
ask randomly every three days
“Did the baby kick today?”
" it's just a bunch of cells"
“Did you feel calm this afternoon?”
a week without a text? too relaxed, you're handling this very well
he’s reading old Welsh poems for signs, very traditional man i said
asking ravens what they’ve seen
will scold that little red devil dragon if it does not sit still around you
montessori dad, very soft though
instead, he whispers ancient blessings into your coat pockets
he bathes you in salt and warm milk
when you tell him, he doesn’t say much as well
just rests a hand over your stomach
very intimate, secluded corner man
loves the intimacy of your house, your family.
why ? because he is a safety man
orders food or cooks the most delicious and savory food ever
type of food that puts you to sleep for hours, it just feels good
no matter how strong you are
you’re dealing with life inside of you
he starts making quiet changes around the house
softer rugs and i'm not joking on that one, you've gotta be able to sleep on it
a kettle that whistles louder
what if the baby needs more than he knows how to give?
groans when an appointments take time or they're late.
rarely angry, just scared in a very- very male way
his love is silent but massive
current problem: baby seats, yes for the car
“Could ye please just let me take the most expensive one? Christ.”
upgrades your car tires and double-checks the locks,
makes soup and pretends it’s “just because it’s cold out”
the moment you flinch from back pain, he’s on the ground rubbing your back, waist, everything
very well trained for this
arms around you, laughing, crying, lifting you, screaming
nothing beats this kind of happiness
no matter what blessings you’ve earned
update man as well but tends to forget
nothing logical here, but loves deeps
“Did our little heartbeat say hi today?”
“Was the sun too strong for you? Did you feel dizzy?
he is the one dizzy actually,
he’s lighting candles and calling every name of God he knows
another traditional but chaotic one
will scold which sounds strange
emotional but never messy
but worship doesn’t stop him from fearing loss
makes and finds charms for everything
find him in flea markets with the prettiest and most precious charms ever
he cups your face, too much
he wants to be hear every heartbeat, every midnight kick
great great soon to be dad