ooo this is so cute !! i'll do a little blurb for this one, its adorable <3
i also made an insta edit for this at the end !! :)
your daughter was the definition of a daddy's girl. she looked up to owen more than anyone else. his height, his skill, even at such a young age she was so impressed. he was her inspiration.
he'd just come home from practice when she heard his voice from her playroom, causing her to run to you both as fast as she could.
"where papa?" he heard her little voice ask.
"hey my little flower," he smiled, turning around. she grinned, reaching her arms out for him.
her legs kicked in the air as he picked her up and she squealed. "everyfin' so small from up here! mama, you tiny."
"thank you, flora," you shook your head amused with a small laugh.
"papa, i miss'chu so much," she told him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"awe, i missed you too," he hugged her with a squeeze. "how about we go get you ready for lunch while mama gets dressed?"
"okies," she agreed in a pinch.
owen gave you a quick kiss as you stood up before he made his way to her bedroom.
"so, what did you do today, bub?"
"just miss'chu," she replied with a nonchalant shrug.
he let out a laugh. "i missed you too. you ready to go out to eat?"
"mhm," she nodded. "wan' the squiggles 'n yellow sauce!"
"you mean mac and cheese?" he furrowed his eyebrows.
"squiggles 'n yellow sauce!" she repeated as he set her onto her stool in front of the mirror.
"you'll get your squiggles 'n yellow sauce soon, i promise. now, what do you want to do with your hair?" he asked, looking at her through the mirror.
she began fumbling with the little things on the dresser. "bunnies— no, just clips."
"that's it?" he asked a bit surprised as he grabbed the hair brush.
"mhm, 'n i can put one in papa's hair too?" she looked up at him with doe eyes.
the look on her face made his heart clench. how could he say no to his sweet girl? he simply pressed a light kiss to her head before beginning to brush her hair.
"of course, flower. anything for you," he agreed.
when they came out to greet you with matching clips on their heads, you couldn't help but laugh and sneak a quick picture at lunch when they weren't looking.
flora didn't let him take the clip off the entire day, even when you all went to bed that night. but he wouldn't have it any other way. he was the best girl dad and he took pride in that.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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Summary: Part 2 of the Dad!Owen series, you reveal to your friends and family that you’re having a baby
Warnings: swearing
A/N: okay here we go, telling your friends and family that you’re pregnant!
as i said in a post the other day, i didnt realise that on survey monkey you could only see 40 results for free so the baby name survey had to end, but if you didnt get a chance to vote and would like to please let me know and i can set up an alternate way to vote :)
without further ado, i hope you enjoy!
Charlie:
The first person who ended up finding out about your pregnancy was Charlie. You had meant to tell your families first, before anyone else, but things didn’t work out as planned.
It was three days after you had found out, and you and Owen were still buzzing. Charlie had been eyeing the two of you suspiciously the last few days, but didn’t call you out on your oddly happy behaviour until that night.
The boys had come home from set, only filming for a couple of hours to re-shoot a scene that needed changing slightly, and you decided to surprise them with pizza from all three of your favourite pizza place. Owen always texted you when they left set, so you knew exactly when to order the pizza to have it arrive just as the boys did.
And your timing was perfect, the pizza arriving almost in unison with your boyfriend and his best friend.
“Y/N, we’re home! You ordered pizza?” Owen called, and you left your bedroom to head to the kitchen, smiling at the boys.
“Figured you could use a treat after filming. Plus I didn’t feel like cooking, so...” You grinned, wrapping your arms around Owen, who lent down to kiss you gently, his hand resting on your stomach for a brief moment before he pulled away, not wanting Charlie to get any more suspicious.
You and Owen headed over to the table where Charlie had placed the pizza and sat down, waiting for Charlie, who had gone to grab drinks.
“Do you want your wine Y/N?” Charlie questioned, placing a beer on the table for himself and one for Owen. You shook your head.
“No thanks, I’m good.” You replied.
“But you love wine with your pizza.” Charlie frowned.
“Not tonight, thanks.” You said, hoping that he would give up.
“Are you feeling okay?” He asked. You nodded.
“Yeah I am.” You told him, picking up a slice of pizza and exchanging a look with Owen, silently begging him to step in.
“She’s got this... thing.” Owen chimed in lamely. Charlie frowned again, before a realisation hit him.
“Holy fuck, you’re pregnant.” He exclaimed. Your eyes widened. Owen choked on his beer.
“What? Why would you think that?” Your voice was slightly shaky.
“You always have wine with pizza, no matter what. And that would explain why you two have been so nauseatingly happy the last couple of days.” Charlie reasoned. You glanced at Owen.
“You can’t tell anyone.” You said after a moment. Charlie’s smile widened.
“So you are pregnant?” He asked, and you nodded. He cheered.
“I’m gonna be an uncle!” You giggled at his excited reaction, watching as he hugged Owen happily, and then rushed around the table to throw his arms around you.
He pulled away, placing a hand on your stomach hesitantly. You gave him a reassuring smile.
“I can’t believe there’s a baby in there.” He said softly, kneeling down next to your chair. Owen copied, kneeling down on the other side.
“Right?” Owen’s voice was just as quiet. “My little girl.”
“We don’t know if it’s a girl Owen.” You reminded him. He shook his head.
“I just know it. There’s no way she’s not a girl.” He replied, and you rolled your eyes slightly.
“Can we go back to eating the pizza now?” You said, and the boys agreed, standing up and sitting back in their chairs.
And with that, the first person knew.
Savannah:
The second person to find out was Savannah. You had been pretty sick, dealing with morning sickness, so Savannah decided what you needed was a little bit of retail therapy.
Which is how you found yourself trailing behind your best friend as she dragged you from store to store. And everything had been going perfectly fine, until you passed a smoked meat store, and the smell set off your nausea.
“Sav, I think I’m gonna be sick.” You warned, and she reacted quickly, rushing you into the nearby bathrooms and holding your hair back as you emptied the contents of your stomach into the toilet.
Once you were done you leant back against the wall of the stall, not even caring that you were sat on the floor of a public toilet. Savannah offered you her water bottle and you took it gratefully, swishing the water around your mouth before spitting it into the bowl and flushing the toilet.
“Are you okay? You’ve been pretty sick and I’m kinda getting worried about you.” Savannah questioned. You paused for a moment, before deciding how to respond. Hopefully Owen wouldn’t mind another person knowing your secret.
“I’m pregnant.” You admitted quietly, not wanting anyone in another stall to overhear. Savannah gasped, throwing her arms around your neck. You hugged her back gently.
“This is amazing Y/N.” She exclaimed. “I can’t believe I’m gonna be an aunty!”
“You can’t tell anyone yet, other than Owen only Charlie knows.” You told her as she let you go. She nodded quickly.
“Your secret’s safe with me.” She promised. You grinned, letting her pull you off the floor.
“Now, can we go look at baby clothes?” Savannah questioned once you were both on your feet. You smiled happily.
“Of course we can.” You agreed, linking your arm through hers as you headed out of the toilets, so excited that you had another person who you could talk about baby things with.
Owen’s Mum/Family:
Next was Owen’s mum, who had come to visit for a few days. You had thought of a brilliant way to tell her, after hearing how much she enjoyed building with nano blocks.
You had gone out before Owen had arrived home from the airport with his mum, and you had picked out the perfect present, wrapping it nicely.
Finally the time came to give her the parcel, as she sat across from you and Owen in the living room later that night.
Owen handed her the box, the card you had written on to clarify the situation grasped firmly in his hand as he waited anxiously, his foot tapping.
His mother ripped off the wrapping paper, finding a box of large lego blocks, the kind designed for babies and small children. She looked up, confused, and Owen held out the card.
“Read it out loud.” You prompted.
She took the card, opening the envelope and pulling it out, before opening it up.
“I can’t wait to build with you. Lots of love, your future granddaughter or grandson.” She read out. She gasped, looking between the two of you.
“Are you having a baby?” She questioned. You and Owen nodded. Her hand covered her mouth as she began to cry.
“I'm gonna be an Oma?” She asked, as Owen got up from his spot next to you to go hug his mother.
“You can be whatever you want to be called.” He replied. His mother smiled tearily, holding an arm out for you to join the hug. You grinned, sitting down on her other side and letting her pull you into the hug.
“Can I tell the rest of the family?” She asked, still in the hug.
“Maybe don’t tell everyone yet, cause we’re only 10 weeks, but you can tell Dad and Luka, and everyone else I guess. Just no extended family.” Owen replied.
“Okay I can do that. Congratulations, both of you.” She said, and you both thanked her in quiet voices.
She stood up, grabbing the box of lego and the card.
“I’m off to bed if I can manage to sleep. Tomorrow we’re going nursery furniture shopping.” She told you, and before either of you could protest she was gone.
“Well that went well.” You giggled and Owen nodded in agreement.
“Three down, only a few more to go.” He said. You made a noise in agreement, snuggling into his side to watch a movie, and you fell asleep with his hands resting gently on your stomach.
Your Family:
Next to learn about the baby was your family. To tell them you had sent them a parcel, with the instructions to call you on facetime before opening it.
You, Owen and Charlie were curled up on the couch, Owen’s head resting just below your stomach and Charlie’s head in your lap, when your phone rang, signifying you had an incoming facetime.
Owen sat up and picked up your phone, handing it to you before curling into your side, and you smiled when you saw it was your mum calling.
“I assume they got the box then.” You spoke before answering, your mum, dad and big brother appearing on the screen.
“Hi guys!” You greeted. “Got the parcel?”
“We did, can we open it now?” Your mum questioned. Charlie glanced at you.
“Want me to leave?” He asked quietly, and both you and Owen shook your heads.
“You can stay.” Owen said softly. You turned your attention back to your family.
“Okay, open it.” You instructed, and your dad ripped the box open, pulling out four smaller boxes, one for each of them and a fourth, which was one of the positive pregnancy tests.
“One at a time?” Your mum suggested and you shook your head.
“Same time, or it will ruin the surprise.”
You watched as they ripped into the boxes, each pulling out a t-shirt.
“Promoted to Nanna?” Your mum read out, a confused look on her face.
“Mine says promoted to Poppy.” Your dad said. You grinned, waiting for the penny to drop.
“Oh shit, you’re not.” Your brother realised, and you laughed.
“Open the last box.”
“How have they not gotten it?” Charlie questioned under his breath, and Owen giggled at the comment.
Your mum pulled the pregnancy test out and gasped, finally realising.
“You’re having a baby!” She exclaimed.
“Surprise!” You laughed.
“When?” Your dad asked.
“Not for a while now, I’m only 11 weeks.”
“Congratulations!” Your mum smiled happily.
You returned her smile and after a few more minutes explaining, you said your goodbyes and hung up.
“Now it’s only the cast.” You said, and Owen nodded, repositioning himself so that his head rested next to Charlie’s in your lap. Charlie unpaused the movie you had been watching and you rested your head on the couch.
This whole thing was getting very real.
The Cast - Jeremy, Madi, Carolynn, Jadah and Kenny
Finally the time came to tell the cast.
“So, what do you guys think about having a baby around on set?” You questioned casually. Carolynn gasped and Jeremy shot her a concerned look.
“Babies are pretty loud.” Madi replied.
“Yeah, they probably wouldn’t be good to have when you have to be quiet on set.” Jadah agreed. You bit your lip to stop yourself from laughing. You met Carolynn’s eyes and she gave you an excited look. You nodded slightly and she squealed, ignoring the weird looks she was getting from Jeremy.
“Why are we talking about babies?” Kenny questioned, sitting back down.
“Y/N asked about babies being on set.” Jadah told him.
“As in working babies or?” Kenny asked and you shook your head.
“Just babies in general.” Owen chimed in.
“Wait...” Madi spoke up, realisation slowly appearing on her face. “Are you pregnant?”
You grinned sheepishly, taking a sip of your drink. The table erupted in noise, everyone excitedly talking over each other, asking all sorts of questions.
“Oh my god shut up.” Charlie yelled over the noise, and the table went quiet. “One at a time.”
“How far along are you?” Carolynn asked.
“12 weeks yesterday.” You replied.
“How long have you known?” Jadah was next to ask her question.
“About 6 weeks.” Owen answered for you. “We wanted to wait a bit.”
“I knew the whole time.” Charlie boasted.
“Only because you live with us and there’s no way we would have been able to hide it from you.” You told him.
“When do you find out if it’s a boy or a girl?” Madi asked.
“She’s a girl.” Owen said. You groaned.
“Stop saying that. We don’t know yet and we won’t know for a little while, but Mr Psychic here seems to be convinced that it’s a girl.” You sighed slightly.
“I just know it.” Owen said with a huff.
“Any more questions?” You asked quickly, before he could get sulky.
“I have one, do you know what a condom is?” Jeremy joked. Madi and Jadah gasped, both hitting his arm.
“We are children.” Jadah reminded him. You laughed.
“Yes.” You answered simply. Jeremy laughed.
“Fair enough then.”
You sat back and listened as the conversation moved into baby names, with everyone throwing out suggestions.
You smiled softly, placing a hand on your stomach. Somehow this had become your life, and you wouldn’t change it for the world.
Summary: just Clawen + Maisie fluff where Maisie still has PTSD from the events at Jurassic World.
Tears flew down Maisie's cheeks as she held her ankles. She shook with sobs as she sat alone in the dark. It had been months since the events at the Lockwood manor, and it seemed to Maisie that she was the only one still hung up on the terrors.
Owen and Claire did their best to comfort her, but they were obviously recovering, and Maisie decided that she had to do the same. She knew she was merely adding stress to them. It wasn't even close to fair for them to spend all their time worrying about her; if the mask she wore made them feel better, what was the harm in keeping it on?
Her chest hurt, terribly so. Her breathing was labored and her throat was scratchy. She always worried she would be hoarse in the morning after her fits, but her voice remained chipper. She suspected Claire knew about her anxieties, but couldn't tell for sure. If she did, she kept it to herself, to which Maisie was thankful.
However, it had been several weeks since she had had a panic attack so violent. She didn't know what to do, and spiraled even more. In her dazed state of mind, she accidentally pushed a book from her bedside table, resulting in a thud. She held back a shriek of terror before burying her face in her pillow.
Meanwhile, Owen had woken up from a dream of his own. He ran his hand through his hair as he sighed, wiping beads of sweat from his hairline. While they were rare, there were still nights where his nightmares woke him up.
Before he could attempt to fall back asleep, he heard the faint thud. He looked over to Claire, who was curled into herself tightly, and let a smile cross his face. He leaned down to press a featherlight kiss to her cheekbone before carefully standing from the bed.
He walked silently down the hall, prepared to find a weapon if need be. He carefully opened Maisie's door and peered inside. The light from the hallway illuminated her room, revealing her attack. His brows furrowed at the sight of her, face-down to her pillow while her back shook.
His heart fell to his stomach as he tried to find words. "Maisie?" he croaked. Her head shot up, eyes and nose red. "Owen?" she asked as she quickly wiped at her face. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked as he took quick strides into her bedroom. He sat at the foot of her bed slowly, resting his hand on her shoulder.
She sat up and faced him as she shook her head dismissively. "It's nothing." He gently cupped her cheek and lightly wiped away tears with his thumb. "C'mon, what's on your mind?"
She leaned her head on his shoulder and let him wrap an arm around her. "I can't forget about the dinosaurs. Every time I close my eyes I see one, or my grandfather," she whimpered.
"You and Claire act like you've got it all together, and I feel like I'm the only one who can't handle it. I don't want to bother you guys anymore."
Owen's mouth fell into a frown as he tightened his hold on her. "Maisie, I just woke up from a nightmare. Claire has them too. It's okay to still be upset, but it's not okay to hide it. You have to come to us," he said quietly before kissing the top of her head.
Carefully, he pulled her into his lap with her legs across his. He cradled her head to his chest, brushing her cheek softly with his thumb. "I'm sorry," she said. "Don't apologize," Owen reassured. "You're the bravest little girl I know. I'm sorry that you felt you had to hide it from us."
A shadow covered the stream of light as Claire watched from the doorway. "Hey," she whispered before stepping inside. She sat down beside Owen and took Maisie's hand in her own. "Are you okay, honey?"
Maisie nodded before smiling sadly. "I'm okay- I just had a bad dream." Claire leaned down to kiss her forehead. "I'm sorry."
"Could you guys stay with me for a little while?" Owen and Claire looked to each other before nodding. Maisie cuddled into Claire as they laid down in Maisie's small bed, Claire's hand running up and down the girl's spine.
"Y'know, uh, I have them too. And I just want you to know that we're here for you, no matter what. We love you, peanut, and as long as we're here, you're safe. You're safe," Claire whispered.
Maisie's soft grip on Claire tightened slightly as she snuggled closer to her. "I love you," she said lowly. Claire managed to press a kiss to the top of her head before letting her head rest there.
Owen sat at the end of the bed until he heard both girls begin to snore softly. Carefully, he rose from the bed and tiptoed through the hallway to his and Claire's room.
He couldn't help but to look back at the two girls he loved so much, finding comfort in one another. His hope was that this would help both of them to recover, because even though she didn't always wake him, he knew Claire was still suffering too.
With a sigh, he continued his trek to bed, smiling all the way. Knowing he and his girls were safe allowed him to sleep peacefully through the night, something he hadn't really done in a long time.
Summary: Part 1 of the Dad!Owen series, you find out you’re pregnant and can’t wait to tell Owen
Warnings: swearing, brief mention of unprotected s*x, idk if it really needs a warning but you and owen are only dating not married/engaged
A/N: okay here we go, the beginning of Dad!Owen !!! I’m actually so excited to do this lil series with you guys, we’ve been discussing it so much over the last few days that i have a billion different ideas in my head 😂
hope you enjoy it and make sure to send in any baby name ideas, we currently have 8 different suggestions :)
“Holy shit.” You whispered to yourself as you picked up the plastic test, your heart racing. The result was obvious, two pink lines staring back at you. You were pregnant.
“There’s no way.” You sat down on the floor, the test still gripped in your hand. It had to be a mistake, you and your boyfriend Owen were always so careful. The times when you hadn’t used a condom you were always sure to take the morning after pill. But clearly one time it hadn’t worked.
You shook your head in disbelief, standing up quickly and shoving the test into your pocket. You had to be completely sure before you told Owen, you knew how much he had always wanted to be a dad. The boy had baby fever big time, always sending you tiktoks of babies, and dragging you over to look at the baby supplies whenever you went out anywhere. It would kill him if you told him you thought you were pregnant and then you later found out you weren’t.
You exited the bathroom quickly, pulling on your shoes, thankful that Owen was on set for most of the day and that you didn’t have to worry about him or Charlie questioning what you were up to.
You grabbed your purse and keys and headed out of the apartment, locking the door behind you and opting to take the stairs instead of standing around waiting for the elevator.
You made it out of the building in record time, rushing across the street to the drug store and heading back into the aisle you had visited that morning, convinced that you weren’t pregnant but just wanting to confirm it.
You stopped in front of the shelf, grabbing as many different tests as you could find. You were probably going overboard but it was better to be safe than sorry.
You headed over to the counter, ignoring the sympathetic look the cashier gave you as she scanned your items, and paid quickly, grabbing the bag to rush back across the street.
Once back in the apartment you locked yourself in the bathroom, pouring out the tests, six different brands in total, not including the one you had already taken.
You quickly did the tests, setting up a timer before sinking to the floor again. You had just under an hour until Owen got home, and if you were really pregnant there was no way you’d be able to hide it from him for long, nor did you want to. But the question was, how do you tell him? Should it be a casual thing, where you just hand him the test? Or should you go all out?
Your thoughts were cut off by the timer sounding, and you stood up, taking a deep breath before picking up the first test.
Positive.
You took another shaky breath, grabbing the second one.
Positive.
Third one.
Positive.
By this point there was no way it was a false alarm, but you wanted to be sure anyways, grabbing the last three tests.
All positive.
A single tear ran down your face as you placed a hand to your stomach.
“Hi baby, I’m your mama.” You whispered, frightened to talk any louder. “I’m gonna take such good care of you, me and your Daddy are gonna love you to bits.”
You took another deep breath, before cleaning up, throwing all the packaging back into the drug store bag, and hiding the positive tests in your empty toiletries bag under the sink. You’d come back for them later. You threw the bag into the bin, before washing your hands and leaving the bathroom, sitting down on the edge of your bed gently.
Now the only thing to worry about was how to tell Owen.
By the time the boys had gotten home you had the perfect plan to tell Owen. The minute he stepped through the door you grabbed onto his arm.
“I need to grab some things at the store, do you wanna come Bubs?” You questioned and he nodded quickly, following you out the door and into the elevator.
“Are you okay?” He questioned, eyeing you carefully. You swallowed slightly before nodding.
“Yeah I’m all good, why do you ask?” You replied, feigning ignorance to your clearly anxious mood. He shrugged, pulling you into a tight hug.
“You just seem kinda stressed out.” He muttered into your hair.
“I’m okay.” You reassured him, kissing his shoulder gently. The doors opened and you stepped out into the car park, heading over to Owen’s car and hopping in.
“So where to?” He questioned.
“I just need to grab some new jeans, mine are getting a little tight.” You told him, trying to stop yourself from smiling. He nodded, not even noticing the small grin on your face, too focused on pulling the car out of the parking spot.
He placed his hand on your knee as you drove, the small gesture calming you slightly, but not entirely. You knew exactly what would happen when you got to the store, you were counting on it, and you couldn’t wait for him to know.
As predicted the minute you walked into the clothing store Owen was pulling you towards the baby clothes. You shook your head slightly, so glad that your boyfriend was so predictable.
You stood back and watched as he looked at the clothes, his eyes lingering on a tiny pink dress with three little ghosts on the top.
“Babe look how cute this is!” He exclaimed, pointing to the dress. You smiled.
This was it.
“Super cute. Maybe we should get that for our little one.” You said casually. Owen nodded before freezing, his eyes widening as he looked at you.
“What did you say?” He questioned, taking a stop closer to you, his eyes filled with hope and tears. You tried to contain your smile.
“I said, maybe we should get that for our little one.” You repeated. His eyes flicked to your stomach.
“Y/N...” He started, trailing off. “Are you...”
You pulled the original test out of your pocket, placing it in his shaking hand.
“You’re gonna be a dad O.” You whispered. He stared at you with wide eyes.
“I’m gonna be... You’re...” He stopped. “What the fuck.”
A massive grin appeared on his face and he grabbed onto you, lifting you up and spinning you around. You laughed as he placed you down.
“I’m gonna be a dad!” He exclaimed, bouncing slightly. “I can’t believe this... How?”
“When a woman and a man love each other very much-” You started. He rolled his eyes.
“I know how babies are made Y/N.” He replied and you grinned.
“Oh I’m glad, that would have been an awkward conversation to have.” You teased, and he poked his tongue out at you, before placing a hand on your stomach.
“We’re really having a baby?” He asked, his voice soft. You nodded.
“We’re really having a baby.” You assured him. He lent down and kissed you gently.
“I love you.” He murmured against your lips.
“I love you too.” You replied, before stepping away. “Now, I really need to get those jeans.”
He slid the pregnancy test into his pocket, before lacing his hand in yours. You started to walk but he stopped, turning back around.
“What?” You questioned as he dropped your hand, walking back to where you had been standing. He grabbed onto the tiny pink ghost dress, picking it up and bringing it back to you.
“Just in case.” He said once he reached you. You grinned.
“Okay but only this one thing.” You told him. He nodded happily, letting you drag him off to the women’s clothing area.
And for once he didn’t complain when you took forever in the changing rooms, too busy happily staring at the tiny dress in his hands.
What’s In A Name - Dad!Owen x Pregnant!Female Reader
Request: NONE
Word Count: 1028 words
Summary: Part 3 of the Dad!Owen series, the gender reveal plus you and Owen spend some quality time discussing names for Baby Joyner
Warnings: none? one use of the word dumbass lol i think that’s all?
A/N: part 3 here we go! i just thought this would be a cute little one to write (and yes it is little, sorry that its so short!), the gender reveal plus just chatting about baby names
the name that you guys chose as the winner is in here but you won’t find out which one it actually is until she’s born hehe
if you have any ideas of what you’d like to see in the dad!owen series feel free to send them my way!
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Time had flown since you had found out you were pregnant. It seemed like only yesterday that you were staring at those two pink lines on the pregnancy test, not knowing what was going on, and now you were getting ready to find out gender of the little baby inside you.
Owen had been convinced the entire pregnancy that you were having a girl, telling everyone you knew, and frankly, you were worried what would happen if the confetti that exploded out wasn’t baby pink.
You sighed, resting your hand on your tiny bump. There was no changing it now, Owen would just have to deal with it.
“Y/N, you almost ready?” Owen’s voice came from the other side of the door and you took a deep breath.
“Yeah I’m ready.” You opened the door, smiling when you found your boyfriend in the pastel pink hoodie he wore as Alex. He scanned your own outfit, a white dress with both pink and blue flowers on it.
“Didn’t want to pick a side?” He teased, pulling you into a soft kiss, his hand going straight to your stomach. You smiled against his lips.
“You know me, the indecisive bitch.” You replied and he giggled slightly.
“If you’re ready to go we should head out. Charlie and Sav said to be there by 11 and it’s 10:30 now.” He told you and you nodded.
The little gender reveal was going to be happening on set. You all spent most of your time there and you both figured that it was the perfect place to find out what the baby was.
You linked your hand with Owen’s and the two of you headed out of the apartment and down to Owen’s car.
In less than an hour you would know the gender of the baby.
Kenny had allowed Savannah and Charlie to deck out the garage with decorations, and the two of them had set up the perfect little gender reveal, with balloons and streamers and tiny cupcakes.
You smiled as you took in the sight. Savannah grinned at you from across the room, rushing over quickly to pull you into a hug.
“I can’t wait for you to find out, it’s been killing Charlie and I.” She said and you laughed. The decision had been made to let both Savannah and Charlie find out the gender so that they could plan the party and you knew that they could both be trusted with the secret.
“Well its finally time.” You replied, glancing around at the cast members who had filled the room, all wearing various shades of pink, blue or both, and both your family and Owen’s family on facetime calls being held by Jeremy.
“Everyone ready?” You asked loudly, and everyone cheered in response. You joined Owen in the middle of the room, taking one of the confetti poppers from his hand.
“Speech!” Charlie called from the side of the room and you and Owen exchanged a look.
“Okay, well, we just wanna say thank you to everyone for being here and celebrating Baby Joyner, and we love you all.” Owen said. You nodded.
“Also thank you to Sav and Char for setting this up.” You added, smiling at your two best friends.
“Okay, are we gonna do this?” Owen looked at you. You smiled.
“Let’s do it.” You agreed. “You guys wanna give us a countdown?”
“Three!”
“Two!”
“One!”
On one both you and Owen twisted the poppers, and instantly the room was filled with shiny pink confetti.
“I knew it!” Owen exclaimed, picking you up and spinning you around as you laughed loudly. He placed you down and you pulled him in for a kiss.
“You were right.” You said, grinning as the rest of the cast rushed in to engulf you in big group hug. You couldn’t stop smiling, the overwhelming feeling of love was insane.
You could feel Owen’s hands on your stomach and you shut your eyes for a second.
You were having a baby girl.
And you couldn’t wait to meet her.
Later that evening you and Owen were curled up in your bed, Nickelodeon playing softly on the TV since Owen insisted his little girl be “educated on good kids TV”.
Owen had his head resting in your lap and his arms were wrapped around your tiny baby bump. You ran a hand through his hair and smiled.
“You know, now that we know for certain she’s a girl, we should probably start talking about names.” You spoke up. Owen glanced up at you.
“This suddenly just feels really real.” He admitted softly. You lent down and kissed the top of his head.
“Don’t stress, it’s okay.” You whispered. He smiled slightly.
“I know it will be. Cause we’re doing this together, and everything is always okay when we’re together.” He said and you rolled your eyes.
“Calm down Romeo.” You teased and he giggled. “So, names?”
He pulled a face as he thought.
“I’ve always liked the name Theo.” He said after a second. “Theo Joyner.”
“Cute.” You replied, still playing with his hair. “What about Carla or Ella?”
“I like them. I also like Aurora, like the princess.” Owen smiled. You giggled.
“Okay Prince Charming.” You said and Owen groaned.
“That’s Cinderella’s prince, dumbass. Aurora’s prince was Prince Phillip.” He told you and you playfully rolled your eyes.
“Oh I’m sorry Mr Disney Princess expert.” You retorted and Owen grinned. “Any other names?”
Owen paused again.
“What about Olivia? Ooh or Diana.” He suggested.
“Ooh I like them. Diana’s a bit unusual nowadays though, where’d you get that from?” You questioned. Owen looked away guiltily.
“The One Direction song.” He admitted and you laughed.
“Of course. Olivia too, right?” You asked and he nodded. You shook your head slightly.
“You’re such a dork Owen Patrick Joyner.” You said and he grinned up at you.
“But I’m your dork, right?” He tried, and you nodded.
“And baby girl’s dork.” You added, and he smiled, squeezing his arms around your bump gently.
You lent down, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.
A/N: she’s here!!! sorry i kinda abandoned this series, i was trying to write something and it just wasn’t working so i eventually scrapped it and wrote this in less than two hours lol (so if it’s shit, thats why)
i hope you all like her name, this was the most voted for first name, getting 15/40 of the votes (runners up were theo with 12 votes, mia with 11 votes and aurora with 8 votes)
next part will be the cast coming to meet baby joyner
enjoy!!
You woke up feeling weirdly uncomfortable, an odd pain in your stomach. You gasped at the pain, grabbing your phone to see what time it was.
2:37am.
The sharp pain came again and you winced.
“Owen.” You spoke, shaking your sleeping boyfriend. He groaned, blinking sleepily.
“What’s up baby?” He mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.
“I think something’s wrong with the baby.” You said. Owen shot up, suddenly wide awake.
“What do you mean there’s something wrong?” He questioned. Another pain shook you and you tensed up until it passed.
“I just woke up and felt really gross, and I’m having these pains.” You explained. “Maybe I just need to go to the bathroom.”
“Want some help?” Owen asked, already jumping out of the bed to make it to your side. He helped you out of the bed, frowning once you were stood up.
“Did you wet the bed?” He said, and you looked down at the bed where you had been sat. Sure enough there was a large wet patch.
“I don’t think so.” You replied, looking back up at him. All of the sudden panic appeared on his face.
“Oh fuck.” He exclaimed.
“What?” You asked quickly, your tone matching the panicked look he was giving you.
“You’re in labour.” He stated, beginning to pace back and forth around his room.
“I’m what?” Your eyes widened.
“Fuck, we’re not ready, why is she so early?” He muttered to himself, clearly freaking out.
“O.” You said, trying to get his attention.
“The nursery isn’t even painted, we don’t have a name yet.” He continued, clearly not hearing you.
“Owen.” You tried again.
“We were meant to have another three weeks to prepare. What if there’s something wrong with her cause she’s born early?” By this point he had almost escalated into a full blown panic attack.
“Owen!” You shouted, and he froze, looking at you. Behind you the door opened and Owen’s mum poked her head in.
“Everything okay?” She asked, taking in the scene.
“I’m in labour and he’s too busy freaking out to help me.” You glared at your boyfriend who had resumed his pacing.
“You’re in labour?” She repeated, and you nodded, feeling the pain come again, a pain that you now realised was contractions. You gripped onto the bed, waiting out the contraction before speaking.
“Can you drive us to the hospital?”
-
You didn’t even remember the car ride to the hospital, too focused on breathing and trying not to freak out.
You were so thankful that your mother had decided to come down to Oklahoma to help you and Owen set up your new apartment, and even more thankful that Owen’s family had let her stay with them while she was visiting, because now she would be there for the birth of her first grandchild.
You arrived at the hospital and the four of you piled out of the car, Owen’s mother rushing ahead to get a nurse while your mum and Owen helped you inside.
Once you entered the building you were rushed onto a bed and into a room, Owen and both of your mothers following closely behind. Once you were in the room and changed into a hospital gown a doctor entered the room.
“Hi Y/N, my name is Doctor Henry, I’ll be delivering your little bub today. Do you mind if I do a few quick checks?” She said, and you nodded.
“Go ahead.” You told her and she smiled. She went through all of the different checks, smiling once she stood back up.
“Do you want some good news?” She questioned, and you nodded.
“You’re ready to push.” She told you. Your eyes widened.
“Already? Isn’t this supposed to take forever?” You gasped and she laughed.
“Not always.” She glanced around the room. “Are you all staying for the birth?”
“It’s up to you darling.” Your mum said. Owen’s mum nodded in agreement.
“Stay.” You told them. “I want both of you here. This is your first grandchild and you should be here for her arrival.”
“What about me?” Owen pouted.
“Obviously.” You rolled your eyes.
“It’s settled then. If you’re ready I’m gonna get you to give a big push when you get your next contraction, okay?” Doctor Henry said. You took a deep breath, grabbing onto Owen’s hand.
“I’m ready.”
-
At 4:02am on the 16th of July 2020, three days before her father’s 20th birthday, your little girl decided to make her entrance into the world, screaming at the top of her little lungs.
“Here you go, a perfectly healthy little girl.” A nurse said, placing the tiny baby on your chest once she had been cleaned up and wrapped in a soft blanket. You looked down at her in awe, tears streaming down your face.
You looked up at Owen, finding him already crying too.
“We made that.” You said. He laughed, leaning down to kiss your head.
“We did.” He replied, his large hand covering her tiny back.
“Do you want to hold her?” You asked him. He hesitated before nodding.
“Yes please.”
You lifted her gently, placing her into Owen’s arms, before sitting back to take in the look of love and adoration on his face. Out of the corner of your eye you could see both your mum and Owen’s mum taking photos of the interaction, but your whole focus was on your boyfriend and daughter in front of you.
“She’s beautiful.” Owen whispered, his finger grazing her cheek as she slept peacefully in his arms.
“Do you have a name picked out?” The nurse from earlier asked with a smile. You glanced at Owen and by an unspoken agreement both of you knew which name you were going with.
I’m Having Your Baby - Dad!Owen x Pregnant!Female Reader
Part 1 of the Dad!Owen series, you find out you’re pregnant and can’t wait to tell Owen
Surprise! - Dad!Owen x Pregnant!Female Reader
Part 2 of the Dad!Owen series, you reveal to your friends and family that you’re having a baby
What’s In A Name - Dad!Owen x Pregnant!Female Reader
Part 3 of the Dad!Owen series, the gender reveal plus you and Owen spend some quality time discussing names for Baby Joyner
Never Grow Up - Dad!Owen x Pregnant!Female Reader
Part 4 of the Dad!Owen series, Baby Joyner decides to make an early entrance into the world
Okay but can we appreciate the fact that Owen wanting to be a dad it's not just in our imaginations? LIKE HOW MANY GUYS ASK EVERYONE THEY KNOW IF THEY HAVE BABY NAMES THEN LIKE? and probably he's been doing this since he was like 18 🥺
right?!?? the dad!owen series feels so validated rn he really does want to be a dad 🥺
and the way he brought it up so casually like it really is a think he does cause it was just so natural for him to ask and i just love that so much
