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Sebastian Stan
Heaven in Hiding
Austin Butler:
Golden Globes Winner
Cillian Murphy:
I Got You
Lewis Hamilton:
P9
Going Public
Practice Day
Blast From the Past part I - part II
The Problem With Lewis Hamilton
What Heaven Feels Like
In Your Arms
⊠Athletic?
Requests:
The Sweetest Devotion series part I / part II / part III / part IV / part V / part VI
Nothing I Hate More
Safe Space
Just the Two of Us
I Can(ât) Do It With a Broken Heart
Training Season
All I Want
Lando Norris:
Whereâs The Trophy? He Just Comes Running Over To Me
Summary: the reader and Lewis grew up together and stayed friends throughout the years. Though she had feelings for him ever since they were teenagers, she chose to keep it a secret⊠but what if he shares the same feelings as she?
Authorâs note: this was so fun to write! It is pretty long though, and it couldâve definitely been divided into two but oh well⊠đŹ. Hope you guys like it!
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They say your first love stays with you forever.
Some would say itâs even more difficult to forget them when they end up becoming a world-renowned athlete. Lewis Hamilton was your very first love.
Growing up in Stevenage, you met when you were in kindergarten together. You could barely talk at the time, but one day you played together - and you never left each otherâs side after that. Your parents started getting to know each other with time and got along great, which made things easier too. You were often at Lewisâ house or he was at yours, and it became something completely natural that both of your families were comfortable with. You sometimes went to do go karting with Lewis and his dad during the weekends - and as time went on you were supportive of him pursuing his passion.
Through the years, even though you didnât always have time to hangout together as much as you wouldâve liked, you still always stayed in touch and remained friends.
But something changed around the time you turned 14. Like all your friends, you were starting to be more and more interested in boys, and you started developing what seemed like a crush on Lewis. Everyone was having their firsts: first kiss, first date, and even first time having sex⊠and the only person that you had in mind was Lewis.
He was your ideal boyfriend.
Kind. Generous. Funny. Caring. And good looking of course.
While flirting and dating seemed to come naturally for everyone (including Lewis), it took you some time to put your feelings for him aside before you started having fun yourself.
For Lewis, racing was his main focus in life and he didnât take dating too seriously until he met Nicole. He was fully in love with her, and you knew it from the moment he told you about her.
âLewis told me so much about you!,â Nicole said excitedly when she first met you.
She was⊠perfect. So pretty. The most beautiful, shiny hair. A hell of a body. And of course - she was a sweetheart to you. Which made things worse for you, because you couldnât help but be secretly jealous of her relationship with Lewis.
âShe is lovely, Lewis,â you told him sincerely later that night.
Because you wanted the best for him. You wanted him to experience real love, to be with a loyal partner who would be by his side through thick and thin. And Nicole was that person for Lewis, for a while.
You dated a few men over the years, and you even got engaged to one of them. You had been dating your boyfriend for 3 years when he proposed, and you said yes. You were over the moon, you really felt in love with him. Lewis was one of the first people you told the news to.
âOh wow⊠thatâs great. Congratulations,â his eyes looked somewhat lost as he was looking at your engagement ring through his phone screen. With the vastly different lives that you had, FaceTime was the best option to break the news to him without having to wait too long until you saw him.
Flashing your ring proudly in front of the camera, you hummed
âHe proposed while we were on vacation. Can you believe it? Proposed during the sunset at the beach and everything,â
âYeah, he really went all out for you. Congratulations to you both,â he nodded and forced a polite smile while looking at you through the screen. Even though you thought he was behaving strangely, you pretended not to notice and told yourself he was probably just jet lagged and tired.
Meanwhile, you felt like Lewis changed a lot after he and Nicole broke up for good. He was more distant for a while. He still texted you from time to time, but way less than he used to. In the meantime, he was getting a lot of attention from the media - mainly because he was being seen and rumored to be dating with a lot of different women. You felt like they had absolutely nothing in common with you, and you even struggled to understand Lewis. You felt like maybe he changed too much and your friendship could be just another sacrifice that heâd have to make as he continued to get more and more successful and popular. You would always text him before an important race though, and congratulate him for his mind blowing achievements. Slowly, he made his way by to you and he asked to hangout with you more and more. He took you on vacations again, and heâd invite you to Grand Prix weekends, paying for all your expenses and trying his best for you to have the time of your life (like he always did with all his loved ones, really). Ever since he had gotten into F1, after taking care of his parents financially the way he wanted to, he always insisted on paying for the trips he invited you on. You were definitely uncomfortable with that, but Lewis wouldnât change his mind about that despite your best efforts to try and convince him.
December of 2021 was a significant time for him. He had invited you in Abu Dhabi for the final GP of the season. Expectations were high before the race, and the mental turmoil that followed was even more intense.
You and his friends had planned a whole night of celebration for Lewis. You bought a very expensive outfit for the occasion - that you couldnât wait to wear. You were supposed to celebrate at the hotel and then go clubbing until the sun rose. Well, party time was over.
That night, in his hotel room, when it was only the two of you, it was the first time that you saw him cry.
With time, you and Lewis got even closer. His fans knew about you for years at that point, they werenât surprised to see you hangout together. You werenât too much of a fan of the whole fame thing; it wasnât something that you ever got used to. You were scared that people might believe you were just using Lewis for his money or to try and get famous yourself, so you never engaged much with what was happening on social media.
Lewis invited you and his mom to see his first Ferrari test in January 2025. You hadnât seen Carmen in a while, so you were ecstatic. You loved Carmen and her relationship with Lewis. They were very tender together and had a really loving relationship. She was always nice to you too, and you were invited quite a few times at her house throughout the years both when you were a kid and when you were an adult. You also saw her and the rest of Lewisâ family to celebrate his titles or when he first got to McLaren and then to Mercedes.
After the testing was done, you spent the evening at a nice restaurant with Lewis, Carmen and Angela. The energy was vibrant; everyone was excited about Lewisâ new chapter. After working so many years at Mercedes, Ferrari felt like a completely different chapter just waiting to happen. Lewis was nervous but he also couldnât wait to start driving for Ferrari officially. He truly seemed content with his life in that moment. He felt confident in his choice.
You all came back to your hotel after the meal. You, Carmen and Angela were staying at the same hotel, but your room was right next to Lewisâ.
âItâs still pretty early⊠we could chat some more in my suite if youâd like,â Lewis said simply, which didnât really surprise you as you did that a few times in the past.
You sat down on a stool of his suiteâs bar area. Lewis had turned the TV on in another room and turned the lights of the bar on. He didnât invite you to drink alcohol of course, you knew you would both drink non-alcoholic drinks.
As he was preparing your glasses of water, you couldnât help but be distracted by how handsome he was.
His strong physique was especially prominent under the lights of the bar area. He was wearing a simple white sweatshirt and black pants, his hair put into twists and a low bun. He was wearing a few different earrings and rings, which especially caught the light when he faced you and put your glass in front of you.
You thought about how good his presence alone made you feel. Through the years, you knew him through the different stages of his life, but you liked how he was in that moment. He had learned to be present, grounded, calm. So you always felt comfortable in his presence - especially since he always did everything to make sure you were happy and having a good time when you were with him.
You were talking about the next day and how you had to leave during the evening to go back to work.
Lewis sat down next to you and took a sip of his water, taking a moment. He was clearly lost in his thoughts.
As you saw the expression on his face change, and you got quiet.
He put down his glass on the bar and took a deep breath.
âThereâs something I wanted to talk to you about. Iâm not the best at this, so please bear with me,â he made eye contact with you again and you gave him a questioning look. There was definitely tension behind his eyes.
âEverything okay?â
âUhm-uhm,â he nodded. âListen, I know I might ruin a good thing, but itâs about time I tell you about this,â
âOkay⊠whatâs going on?â Lewis got you almost worried. Your heart started pounding in your chest. Lewis took your left hand in his, resting it on your bare thigh. You were wearing a dress, and you werenât used to him touching you /like this/. It felt different. His hand was warm to the touch, his big palm and fingers engulfing your smaller hand against his.
âIâm about to start a whole new chapter of my life, and I want to do things differently. I donât want to hide anymore,â
He cleared his throat and looked down at your hands. He seemed almost shy and nervous, which he almost never was with you.
âI-Iâve had feelings for you ever since I can remember. I never told you during all these years, for so many reasons. I tried avoiding those feelings, pretending they werenât there⊠they never go away,â his gaze finally focused on you again. âThe truth is that Iâve loved you all this time. I love you now, and I probably always will,â he maintained eye contact with you and you could swear your heart was beating faster than it ever had.
You were floored. You never really thought that Lewis saw you as more than just a friend. Yes he had always complimented you, and yes he was always protective of you. His gaze on you would sometimes linger a second too long and his touch made you feel some type of way⊠but you thought it was just in your head. Plus you often felt like you could never compete with the women he was seen with.
âSay something, please,â he said in a low voice, visibly nervous at this point.
âIâm confused. Iâm so different from girls that youâve been with in the past. Iâm justâŠâ you shook your head, looking at your hands as you were searching for the right words. âIâm just me, your childhood friend from Stevenage,â you looked up at him again
âAnd thatâs perfect to me. Youâre all I want,â he sounded sure of himself. âThey never compared to you. I was never attracted to someone as much as I am attracted to you. I love your personality, and the chemistry that we share. We know each other better than anyone else. And seeing you today with my mum and Angela⊠it meant the world to me. It just feels so right,â his thumb went over your knuckles delicately, barely touching your skin. You squeezed his hand a little.
His eyes on you were so soft and loving. You couldnât believe he was telling you all this. Couldnât believe you were not dreaming.
âI love you too, Lewis. I always have,â you admitted. There was an expression of pure relief all over Lewisâ face.
âYou do?â he asked excitedly, almost like a little kid who just got told heâd get exactly what he wanted for Christmas.
You nodded. You felt the corners of your mouth curling into a smile - an expression that he mirrored directly.
âI never had the balls to tell you. I thought you just saw me as a friend and I never dared trying anything. And these girls-â
Lewis cut you off. âThese girls didnât mean anything. I was in love with Nicole, but I still had you on my mind and I couldnât commit 100%. After that I never really tried again,â
You shook your head. It all felt silly in that moment.
âWhy didnât we talk about this earlier?â you shrugged
âWe still have time. This could be a fresh start for us too, you know⊠What do you think?â he bit his bottom lip nervously. He looked adorable.
âI quite like that idea,â
A wide smile spread on Lewisâ lips, his eyes sparkling like never before. He let go of your hand and leaned in slowly. You met him halfway until your lips touched. His lips were soft against yours, his cologne filling your nostrils for what felt like the first time. Your lips moved gently, softly. It was different but it felt so natural too. You cupped his cheek, stroking his beard with your thumb. When you pulled away, Lewis still had the same sparkles in his eyes. There was no doubt you did too.
âI thought about this so many times. Iâve been wanting this forever,â he said sincerely, his loving eyes scanning your face
âTook you some time, huh, lover boy,â you teased
âLet me make up for it,â he stood up and cupped your face, leaning in again
âGladly,â you nodded as he put his lips on yours
To the Anon that requested literally months ago (oops.. đ«Ł) a friends to lover where Lewis and the reader know each other since they were kids: Iâm working on it, and it should be posted around this weekend!
And if anyone wants to be tagged when I post it, let me know!
Authorâs Note: Hi guys! Iâm aware that I havenât posted anything on here for a while, but I had the worst writerâs block đŁ. Hopefully itâs all behind me now! Suggestions are still open, donât hesitate to send me your ideas (or if you just want to chat, youâre welcome to!)
Summary: the reader pranks Lewis by asking him âdo you wish you were athletic?â. What would a 7 (8, really đ€) time World Champion respond to that?
Cute, light, silly, puppy love kind of vibe.
Warnings: some swearing and Lewis getting slightly frustrated
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One silly conversation in the group chat was all it took.
One of your friends sent a TikTok of a girl asking her military-working boyfriend if he wishes he were more athletic. The next thing you knew, another friend said itâd be super fun if you did the same prank to Lewis.
That Friday night, Lewis was playing Call of Duty in the living room, sitting on the edge of the couch. You were sitting crossed-legged next to him, your eyes focused on your phone as you were scrolling on IG - when you decided to finally prank him.
You started recording and held your phone in your hand, basically only filming Lewis and yourself from the side.
Your left hand went on Lewisâ back, caressing his skin through his t-shirt. His gaze was focused on the TV screen, his muscles tense under your fingertips.
âHey, babe,â you said innocently
âUhm?â
âDo you ever wish you were athletic?â
There was a second of silence.
You tried your best to keep a straight face.
â⊠Athletic? What do you mean?â he asked
âI mean - naturally athletic,â
Lewis rolled his eyes and shook his head.
âWhat kind of question is that? I am athletic,â he shrugged.
You looked at the TV screen, seeing that Lewis was clearly starting to get irritated. He was playing online - which meant that he was focused and he obviously didnât want to be distracted at that point.
âAre you, really?â you bit your lip, trying not to smile or laugh
âThe hell are you saying? I am athletic. And Iâm busy right now anyway,â
You held your hands up âokay then. If you say so,â
A few seconds later, Lewis lost at CoD.
âHoly fucking shi-â he let out a sigh of frustration and gave you a look.
âWhat?â you asked innocently
âYou distracted me, silly. Thatâs âwhatâ,â he rolled his eyes and put the controller on the coffee table.
He turned to you, and just as you were about to stop recording, he let out a second sigh
âAnd why the hell would you not think Iâm athletic anyway?â
You let out a chuckle, clearly amused by how frustrated he got
âOh youâre fucking with me, arenât you?â a smile finally appeared on his lips. His eyebrows raised in relief, the tension previously visible in his eyes slowly disappearing. His hands traveled to your knee and then your ankle, pulling you closer to him like you weighted nothing. Your legs went on both sides of his body instinctively as you were unable to keep yourself from smiling.
âNo, youâre like, so thin. Thereâs not an ounce of muscle on that body of yours,â it was clear at that point that you didnât mean any of that - especially when he started towering over you, his hands traveling to your sides. He let out a spontaneous laugh.
âOh my GodâŠâ he shook his head. âYou wouldnât dare trying to prank me or something, would you, babe?â he stopped for a second and looked at your phone.
âOkay, okay, Iâll admit it. It was a prank,â your hands found his as you cautiously tried to pull them away from your sides. âJust a silly TikTok trend. Iâll stop recording,â
But Lewis was quicker than you. He got a hold of your phone âoh, and youâre recording this. Trying to make me look stupid, arenât you, babe?â
âNo,â you chuckled. Lewis had a way of making you feel like a teenager whoâs having a crush for the first time. The way he behaved with you - he was so controlled yet so chill at all times. And he made you weak for multiple reasons.
How charming he was. How attractive he was. How⊠normal he was whenever he was with you, despite his achievements and fame.
âTo be fair, you know I wonât send this to anyone if you donât want me to,â
He put the phone on the coffee table, using the glass of water that he was drinking from earlier as a prop and angling the phone towards the two of you. You noticed that it was still recording.
âSee, now this is could turn into another kind of video,â Lewis was still smiling, his teeth biting down his bottom lip for a second as he turned to you.
You werenât sure if he was going to kiss you or attack you with tickles.
âLewisâŠâ
Before you could say anything else, Lewisâ fingers started tickling your sides. Something that he knew you hated, but he did whenever he wanted to annoy you. He was ticklish too, but he could control his laughter whenever you tried getting back at him. âNo, no, no,â you tried to pull his hands away but it was no use.
Lewis started laughing with you too - visibly pleased by the way you abided. He stopped for a second, letting you catch your breath.
âSay youâre sorry,â he had a playful look in his eyes - one of the ones that you loved seeing on his face. It was mischievous yet warm.
âIâm sorry,â you exclaimed without thinking twice
âSay I am the most athletic man youâve ever seen in your life. The best, actually,â
There was a pause.
âIn your dreams, Hamilton,â
And the punishment was immediate.
His hands went under your t-shirt, tickling you some more. You felt like you were going to die, but you finally got him to stop when you got a hold of his hands.
âOkay, okay-â you tried your best to catch your breath.
âOkay- what? Iâm not hearing anything,â he tilted his head slightly, his loving eyes looking down at you - slightly crinkling at the corners from smiling.
âOkay, youâre the most athletic man Iâve ever seen,â you cleared your throat. âThe best,â your palms made their way to Lewisâ neck and chest, your fingers brushing through the neatly trimmed hair at the base of his neck.
âThatâs right, baby,â he seemed content when he pecked the tip of your nose and then your lips. This really could turn into another kind of video, you thought to yourself as you felt butterflies in your stomach. The energy in the room had shifted.
âNow say you love me,â he rubbed his nose against yours, his face so close to yours that his lips brushed against yours while he was talking.
You really didnât have to think, you were just doing whatever he was telling you at this point.
âI love you,â
âAnd I love you more,â he said sincerely and pecked your lips again. Once, and then twice.
âNow you can send this to your group chat, if you want,â
Summary: thereâs not much dialogue here, I just felt like writing something super soft and comforting - about cuddling with Lewis. This is smaller than what I usually write. No use of Y/N here.
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There was something about the way you felt in Lewisâ arms when you were cuddling.
It happened often. After a long day on race weekends, in quiet hotel rooms once the craziness of the day had passed. At home, on Lewisâ occasional breaks or when you had time to spend a few days at home between two races. On vacations - whether it was just the two of you or with his friends or family and you could finally have a moment alone at the end of the day.
Sometimes your own work got the best of you and you were the one lost in your thoughts and worries, and you were too tired to talk.
And Lewis understood.
Most of the time, you had put on a movie and heâd pull you close to him.
Spooning or just you resting your head on his chest. His fingers would brush through your hair delicately, or trace random patterns on your back.
Sometimes you would talk and exchange opinions about plots, actors or movie franchises. But it was always a moment where neither of you would bring up work. It always felt like a moment suspended in time; like the only thing that mattered was you and him. Your two bodies, holding each other as close as possible, limbs tangled and hearts beating at the same rhythm in your own little bubble of peace.
Clothes were sometimes the only thing that stood between you, but sometimes there werenât any.
Lewis was big on aftercare and he knew how important it was for the two of you after you just had sex. Sometimes that part of aftercare turned into round two, but you never ever felt pressured by him. Even if you cuddled naked in the middle of the night, Lewis never made you fell like it was only a way to get intimate with you.
Because in the end, you completely trusted him and he always made you feel respected and valued - especially when you were in his arms.
His strong arms holding you against his chest like you were the most precious thing in the world to him. His fragrance would fill your nostrils - so familiar yet you never got tired of it. It smelled like home, and everything you loved.
He would sometimes plant kisses on the top of your head, your temple, your cheeks or your shoulders.
In those moments, you could actually relax and not have to put up a front, not have to worry about expectations or what he would think of you. Because he had proved you again and again that he accepted and loved you just like you were - without any judgement. It has taken a long time for you to accept that this kind of love finally found you, but eventually you did.
âI love you,â youâd hear him say softly in your ear.
If it was an after sex cuddle, he would praise you a little bit more than he usually does.
âYou did so good for me,â
âmy pretty girl,â
âall mine, uhm?,â
Youâd feel spent, satisfied and complete.
Your heart swelling with love, and your stomach still fluttering.
And it felt like the rest of the world didnât exist.
The Sweetest Devotion (part VI (final part)) - Lewis Hamilton
Read part I / part Il / part Ill / part IV / part V
Author's note: this series was a request, and you can find the complete summary of it here. This was so much fun to write, and honestly kudos to the Anon who requested this. I got weirdly emotional writing this part, I find the reader and Lewis so touching. Feedback is appreciated guys, and I hope you enjoy đ«¶đ»
Summary: the reader gets into labor as Lewis is in Singapore. He joins her in London after the race and we get to see how close and in love they are as Lewis is doing his best to show his support to his wife during labor and the delivery of their twins. Her first moments with her husband and her newborns are emotionally overwhelming for the reader - in the best way - and she has an epiphany.
Disclaimer: lots of medical talk and some swearing
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You woke up on the morning of the Singapore Grand Prix feeling like something was definitely off. Contractions had started on Saturday, and you didnât talk about it to Lewis right away not to worry him. They were irregular at that point, and at that stage of your pregnancy it wasnât too unusual to have contractions - so you waited a bit. Lewis being in Singapore, he wasnât going to be home until Monday morning anyway.
That evening, as you were in the bathroom doing your hair to go to bed, you suddenly felt liquid dripping down your legs.
You gasped. âWhat the-â you said out loud, genuinely confused for a second. You thought you peeâd yourself - until you realized that your water broke.
You quickly called your parents since you all agreed that they would be the ones taking you to the hospital if labor were to start when Lewis wasnât there. You were waiting for them when you decided to send a voice note to Lewis. The race had been done for a couple hours at that point.
âHi baby, I donât want you to worry but my water just broke and my mum is on her way here. Again, please donât worry. Iâm doing a voice note so that you can hear that Iâm fine. Iâll keep you updated, I promise. I love you,â
You hit Send and he answered a couple minutes later: âmy flight is in two hours, and then Iâll be on the plane for 13 hours⊠fuck, I hate this. Is everything okay? Are you alone?â
You spent the next 14 hours in the hospital, texting Lewis whenever you could. He had WiFi on his private jet, so he could still talk to you. He sounded⊠frustrated and nervous, which was understandable.
Labor was still slow at that point, and you were just trying to kill time and manage the pain as best as you could. You didnât want an epidural, so you did feel the pain.
It was past midday on Monday when Lewis finally entered your hospital room.
You were laying on your hospital bed with two monitors around your belly to keep track of the babiesâ heartbeats and keep track of the progress of your labor, too.
Your mum decided to give you a little privacy and leave, asking to keep her updated of course.
âI told mum and dad, too. Everyone is so excited to meet them,â said Lewis, eyes sparkling and a soft smile on the corners of his mouth.
One of the nurses came to check on you and the babies at some point, and gave you updates on your labor.
The babies were positioned ideally and they were hoping you could give birth without getting a c-section at all - like you wanted.
âBaby boy is continuing his way down like we want him to, which is good,â the nurse had said before exiting the room.
âIâm not surprised that he is the first out of the two,â you said and looked at Lewis. âAll throughout my pregnancy, he was moving a lot and kicking me the most. His sister seems calmer, right babe?â
He nodded âfull of energy like his daddy,â
You chuckled and sat back, your shoulders relaxing as you kept a hand on your belly.
âWhat would you want them to be like?â you asked
âI just want them to be kind and determined⊠I hope weâll teach them to live life to the fullest and work hard for what they want,â
You nodded in agreement.
âI hope theyâll be kind, for sure. I want them to be whoever they want to be,â you thought out loud. âHard working but humble. Iâd want them to have a pure heart even when they get older,â
Lewisâ eyes were soft as he was looking at you.
âI hope theyâll get a lot of your strengths,â you said
âI only have strengths anyway,â joked Lewis, making you roll your eyes
âRight⊠I almost forgot about that, thank you for reminding me,â you teased
âMy pleasure, baby,â he said and winked at you. âOne thingâs for sure, she sure as hell wonât be dating anyone until she is at least 20,â he smirked and you rolled your eyes again
âRight⊠because we didnât do any of that,â
âAnd no parties until they turn 21. Iâll make sure of that,â
You shook your head, amused by your husbandâs sudden strictness.
âThat will never happen and you know it,â
âI said I would make sure of that, baby. Trust,â he shrugged
âIâll help them sneak out,â you looked at the ceiling innocently
âHelping my babygirl sneak out? Hell nah,â
The way he said âmy babygirlâ made your stomach flutter. He talked about her as if he had met her already, and he sounded so protective of her. âHow perfect can that man get?â, you thought to yourself.
The hours went on and you got progressively dilated, getting closer to being able to give birth. As you were still waiting, you and Lewis got to look back on your pregnancy a little bit.
âCan you believe that a year ago we werenât even married? We were just preparing the wedding, so carefree⊠I couldâve never imagined how that year went,â said Lewis as he was holding your hand, his thumb going over your knuckles softly.
You were lying on your side, looking at him. Youâd squeeze his hand whenever you got a contraction, but talking did help distract you a little bit.
âI never thought Iâd get pregnant in our first year of marriage. I wasnât even thinking about it when we got married,â you admitted.
Lewisâ eyes lit up as you were talking, an almost innocent smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.
âI know, and I for sure thought for a while that you wouldnât want kids at all. I didnât want to force anything on you, but you avoided the subject so muchâŠâ he shook his head.
You winced, another contraction disturbing your short moment of peace.
âWell you started talking about babies literally on our honeymoon, Lewis,â you laughed softly. âImpatient much?â
His cheeks got slightly pink.
âI just couldnât wait. I kept thinking about it. So in loveâŠâ his thumb kept stroking your skin as he looked at you with loving, soft eyes. âAnd Iâm even more in love now that I was on our wedding day, or the first months we started dating. I felt on top of the world when we got married, but nowâŠâ he took a deep breath and exhaled ânow itâs even stronger. Iâm in awe of you - every single day,â
Maybe your hormones were on fire, or maybe your heart was truly bursting with joy and love at the same time. But hearing him talk like that brought tears to your eyes as you were maintaining eye contact with him.
âI never told you, but whenever I was away these last few months - of course I was focused on work - but Iâd always feel.. incomplete,â he admitted almost shyly. âNot that my work is a problem, but I wished I could be at two places at once. I kept thinking about you whenever I was alone. Couldnât wait to see you on FaceTime, know how you were feelingâŠâ he bit his bottom lip, deep in thought.
âI was fine, I didnât mind. I missed you like I usually do, but I managed,â
He chuckled âI know you did. And now.. Iâd do it all over again,â
You cleared your throat. âDo it all over again? You say that because youâre not the one who is actually pregnant,â you chuckled. âI donât know if I would, but weâll see,â
He stood up and leaned in to kiss you. Your right hand cupped his cheek as you asked âone more, please,â after he pecked your lips once
He groaned âyou greedy little thing,â he said, fully enamored with you, and planted two more kisses on your lips.
âYou love me,â you teased as he stood up straight and checked his phone.
âI sure do,â he said like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Your contractions got closer, and it was around 6pm when the OB-GYN told you it was time to get ready to push and finally deliver your babies.
It was one of the hardest things you ever had to do. Unbelievably painful, and you had been in labor for so long that you felt too tired to push. You felt helpless and you felt like you were going crazy because of the pain.
Poor Lewis did his best to help and be a good husband, but he hated seeing you in pain and not being able to do a thing about it. He followed closely what the medical staff were saying and tried guiding you and reassuring you as best as he could, though.
You broke down a couple times, because you felt like you couldnât do it.
âThis is so hard, Iâm never going to be able to do it,â you said wiping your tears with the back of your hand.
âYou will do it Maâam, your sonâs head is almost out now. I need you to keep pushing for me, youâre doing a better job than you think,â said the midwife.
At some point the pain did make you go a little crazy, and Lewis took some (undeserved) hits.
âLewis, enjoy this as much as you can because I swear Iâm never having any fucking kids after this,â
âJust so you know, Iâm never having sex again and I mean it. My coochie will be out of service and youâll do whatever the fuck you want on your end, thatâs not my problem,â
After a lot of tears and many pushes, your son was finally born. The medical staff directly put him on your chest, patting him on his back and his bottom to get him to cry - which he did very quickly.
âHi honey, Iâm your mum,â were the only words you could get out as you were floored by your emotions. The first thing that you noticed were his dark hair and also how small he looked to you.
Your right hand automatically reached for Lewisâ and you heard him talk to the baby too. Everything was kind of a blur to you at that point, because of the shock your body was going through and all the agitation in the room that made you quite nervous. You were overstimulated to say the least.
âThey have to take him, Maâam, letâs get focused on the second twin now,â the OB-GYN said.
You looked at Lewis, who had tears in his eyes too. âIs he okay? Is everything okay?â you asked
You knew they had to take care of him and check many, many things, but all you wanted was to have him with you and his cries broke your heart.
âHeâs fine, baby, youâre doing a great job,â he kissed your forehead protectively and you squeezed his hand.
9 mins later, your babygirl was born. She cried instantly - before she was even in your arms. When they put her on your chest, you were overwhelmed with love. Like her brother, she had dark hair and she was tiny to you. âHello honey,â you said through tears. They took her quickly as well and you looked at Lewis again, whose eyes were red and cheeks wet with tears as well.
He kissed you tenderly.
âI love you. Youâre incredible,â he said as his voice was trembling, and kissed your hand. âWeâre parents now. Youâre a Daddy, Lewis,â you said out loud, almost trying to make it feel more real.
A while later, you were finally back to your room and the babies joined you a bit later. They were healthy and completely fine, which was a huge relief for you. You finally got to hold them properly and enjoy the moment with Lewis, even though you felt like every part of your body was hurting.
You tried breastfeeding, which was trickier than what you thought it would be, but the nurses reassured you and said you could try later on and there was no need to worry.
After exchanging a bit with Lewis and holding the babies for a while, you put your head on the hospital bedâs pillow and fell asleep.
You ended up sleeping for a good hour, and got woken up by a nurse.
âSorry to wake you up, but how about we try breastfeeding again?â she said.
The first thing you felt when you woke up was pain. You felt like you survived a car crash.
Your room was almost completely dark, but you could see Lewis sitting next to you, with one of the babies on his chest. He mustâve fallen asleep, and he wasnât wearing his t-shirt.
âDad wanted to try skin on skin with the babies. They have been sleeping like this for almost an hour now,â
You felt your heart flutter.
The nurse put your babyboy in your arms and said she would be right back.
As you looked at Lewis and your newborns, you felt your heart swelling with love. Something unexplainable took over you - a devotion like no other. It was like the rest of the world didnât matter anymore. You couldnât believe that was your life. You just had two babies with the man that you loved more than anything.
You woke up Lewis as gently as you could and turned on the lights.
âHey⊠how are you, baby?â he asked quietly, his voice full of sleep.
âIâm okay. The nurse will be back in a minute,â
Lewis put the baby back in its bassinet and put his t-shirt back on, then came closer to you to take a look at your babyboy - that you were still holding in your arms.
âThey are beautiful, arenât they?â you said quietly, looking down at your baby. âHe has your nose for sure,â
You looked up at him. âBy the way, sorry for everything I said when I was in labor. And sorry for getting angry. That was⊠a lot,â you said, embarrassed.
âItâs fine, baby, you were just in pain. You donât have to apologize, silly,â he leaned in and kissed you.
âAnd you know what - you were right,â you looked at him, your heart still fluttering.
