Giving Birth pt. 4
Pair: Inarizaki members (Osamu Miya, Heisuke Riseki, Hitoshi Gjinjima)
Genre: Fluff
Content: cursing
Summary: How do they act the moment your water broke and anytime soon you'll be giving birth?
A/N: This is the last of the giving birth series :)). It was fun thinking of different scenarios for this.
PART 1 (SHINSUKE KITA & ARAN OJIRO
PART 2 (MIYA ATSUMU & MICHINARI AKIGA)
PART 3 (SUNA RINTARO & REN OMIMI)
OSAMU MIYA
When you are already in your last two weeks before you are due to give birth, Osamu tends to be a bit strict. He doesn't want you moving too much. If you need anything, he's there. Even if he has to manage the restaurant, he'll always text you from time to time. It seems that three babies mean double protection. Though, you're not really that complaining. However, when you begin to feel throbbing pain on your stomach, that's the time his attention may have been somewhere else.
You were in his closed restaurant staying at one of the tables. Atsumu arrived at the restaurant knowing that you'll be there too. Then he began suggesting names for the babies.
"Spike? Ace? How about Setia? Sounds like Setter. Masby? Close name to my team!" Atsumu smiles.
You just laugh at the names. Your husband ,Osamu, eventually came to the reacue nagging his brother about the stupid names he's suggesting.
"Also, it's not like we gave you the right to name our kids," Osamu bickers.
"I'm just helping 'cause I don't want my nieces and nephew to end up with old names," Atsumu replies.
Then eventually, it becomes a sibling-type argument. You just watch the two of them fight about the names until eventually you feel punching pain on your stomach. You groan for a bit trying to breathe properly through the pain. You look up at the twins who are still arguing. However, the pain is getting more painful as the minutes go by.
"Uhh-honey?" You called, but none of them turned your way.
"Sweetie, I-I think I'm having-" you groan from the pain.
"OSA- '' You hiss from the continuous pain and it's beginning to let every part of you breathe through it.
However, you couldn't hold out anymore and eventually started groaning louder. "FUCKING PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY!" You shouted.
Atsumu turns to where you sit seeing your discomfort on your face. Osamu turns next and immediately runs to you.
"What's wrong, honey? Where? Is it a contraction?" Osamu asked but you can't seem to make out the words anymore as all your focus turns to the pain.
However, you breath and try to say coherent words that are understandable. "Peanut...butter...and...and jelly," you said in between breaths.
"Wh-what?" Osamu doesn't seem to get the code which got him a slap on the back by Atsumu.
"It's your fuckin' code you told her to use if the babies are coming!" Atsumu shouts.
Osamu then turns pale and he immediately stands up and gets his phone to call for the ambulance. Atsumu stays beside you telling you to breathe in and out.
Later, you realize that you're in the ambulance with Osamu beside you. Though, you can't help tearing up at the increasing pain and also the fact that you're in labour two weeks before the planned c-section operation. However, Osamu is there for you the whole time.
"Look at me, sweetie," he tells you as he sees the fear in your eyes. You turn to him with teary eyes.
"It's going to be alright. Everything will be alright," he said, giving you that assuring smile.
You still tear up from the pain. "There must be something w-wrong. I'm not due for two weeks," you managed to stay before another unbearable squeeze on your stomach made you groan.
"They're just excited to see you, sweetie," he replied, giving you a long kiss on the forehead. You let that kiss and encouragement to get through it. It became your source of courage as you finally arrived in the hospital, then the operating table.
Osamu is there beside you the whole time. You are groggy from the anesthetic that you have no idea what exactly is going on. However, he’s there giving you encouraging words. Then finally when the first cry came, you have no idea how much Osamu is smiling widely right now. Then the second cry comes again. His eyes are from ear to ear. He doesn’t leave your eyes on you.
“It’s almost done,” he tells you.
Then finally, your daughter pops up. He basically just beamed in happiness.
“I’m finally a father,” he smiles. He looks at you and gives you a kiss on the forehead.
“And of course you...a beautiful gorgeous mother,” he added.
“Are they alright?” You managed to say through your groggy state.
Osamu then turns and stands up to look at the three babies. However, even before he can do that, he may have had a glance over the curtain dividing your upper and lower body. He gets a sight of a few of your organs out. You turn to see his pale face.
“Osamu?” You weakly called out.
Before anything else, he blinks out and looks at the babies placed at each of the beds.
“Yes. Yes. They are all good and healthy,” He managed to say, hiding the shiver in his voice after seeing you all disassembled. That’s not something he’ll probably want to tell you at all.
Though, the image eventually faded away when the two of you were back in the room with your three sleeping children. The two girls are in your arms while your youngest son is in Osamu’s arms.
“They're quite heavy, don’t you think?” You asked as you looked up at Osamu. However, he doesn’t answer. Probably because he’s in awe looking at his son. You can definitely see the sparkle in his eyes as if he can’t believe he is finally holding one of his children in his arms after nine months of waiting. He always has been the kind of person who’s been researching and preparing when they arrive the moment you told him you were pregnant. Now, here they are.
“They’ve only just been born and you already have your favourites?” You jokingly say.
Osamu turns to you and walks to you. “I don’t have favourites. I love the three of them,” He says looking at the two girls in your arms.
“We need to decide on the name already,” you say.
“Right. We thought of so many,” Osamu softly sways his body when his son begins to fuss a bit.
“Why don’t we consider Atsumu’s suggestions?” you cheekily smiled.
Osamu paled at the thought of it.
“Please no,” Osamu said with a defeated sigh.
You only chuckled as a reply. It seems the two of you have some thinking to do.
HEISUKE RISEKI
The moment you felt that gush of water down your legs, you knew for sure there was no time to waste. Though, it seems your husband is totally out of it and is not understanding a word you said.
“Honey, my water broke. We need to go to the hospital,” you said.
“Wh-what?” he said in confusion.
“My water broke,”
“Yeah?”
You frown at his confused face.
“Broke, honey. Water gushed down my legs,” you said in a much calmer state.
He just looks at you...confused. You know he knows what it means. You’ve explained for some time. Though, it seems he couldn’t process the words.
“THE BABY IS COMING, RISEKI!” And that’s when it snapped at him. The panic blows at him. He keeps blabbering things you don’t understand as he gets your bag and the keys.
Though, seeing how panicked he is, you did not move on your spot. You grab his arm and place both your hands on your cheeks.
"Hey, hey. Sweetie," you said in a much calmer tone even with the fact that you're the one giving birth. He looks at you with wide eyes.
"Darling...sweetie, calm down. There is no need to worry. We have more time than you think. I'm not yet having contractions so that's good so far, okay? So calm down. Take a deep breath," you smile at him. He follows your instructions and takes a few deep breaths until eventually the tight grip on the bag has loosen and his shoulders relaxed.
"There you go. We'll be alright. Don't worry," you give him one last peck before you walk out of the house.
In no time, you two reached the hospital. Halfway through the drive you feel the contractions going, but you did not tell Riseki about it. Who knows what might happen if you tell him. Upon arriving, that's when you let out a groan from the pain.
The nurses prep you up and the labour hours have come. The contractions become more painful as the hours go on. Riseki being a bit panicky all throughout doesn't leave your side. If you ask for something, he might as well run as fast as he can to be back with you in nl time. You do not have too much focus to talk him out of his nervousness as the pain gets more unbearable.
Then, when the pushing begins, he breathes with you. When the doctor tells you to breath in and out, he does as well. When you push...he sort of pushes as well (?). You have not quite the idea, but that seems to be the case when you find faint chuckles from the nurses. And when you got through the final push, his relief became audible as well.
A cry fills the room. He looks at the doctor holding the baby.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" He immediately asked the doctor.
The doctor chuckles. "Congratulations. It's a girl,"
"A girl!" He cheered. He turns to you. "It's a girl, sweetie. A beautiful little girl!"
"I guess I lost the bet," you laughed groggily. Yes, it has been a little game you two played. Instead of knowing the gender before birth, you two played a little bet (with no money or favours involved).
However, Riseki completely forgot about that. "I don't care about the bet. You did such a good job, sweetie," he places his lips on your sweaty cheeks.
"But if its a girl...then does that mean we use the name I suggested?" A smile beams on his face.
You nod.
The nurse hands your wrapped baby to Riseki and he's immediately fallen in love with your baby. His smile is like any parents would have. You know then she would be a good father to her...and probably to your future children.
"Hello, our sweet Emilia," he mumbled oh so sweetly to a new part of your family.
HITOSHI GINJIMA
It has been a week since you got to have a much longer bonding with your husband which ended up you nagging about that. He truly regrets that. Therefore, he makes sure that takes time off and finally spends time with you. Hence, he planned a staycation in a fancy hotel over the weekend. However, it seems that your baby has different plans for the weekend.
"Honey, your water just broke," he stands before the door carrying your bags for your staycation when he suddenly sees a pool of water around you. You definitely know that your water just broke...but...but...you really want to go to the hotel before any of this happens.
"It's-it's fine. I'm fine," you lied. You're not fine.
Hitoshi frowns at your statement and puts down the bag. "In any minute now, you'll feel the contractions. We have to hurry to the hospital," he walks back to your room to grab the hospital bag.
"Come on. We have to go to the hospital now," he goes back with the bag. When he turns to you, he finds you tearing up.
"Why are you crying, sweetie?" He softly wipes away the tears crawling down your cheeks.
"I love her so much, but I hope she gave us a little more time...just the two of us. I'm still nervous about me...being a mother," more tears fall down.
He gives you an encouraging smile. He closes the gap between the two of you as he clashes his lips to yours. You kiss him back, but he pulls away after a few seconds.
"Trust me. You will be the best mother she could ever have. You're not alone on this. It's our first time, but I know we would do anything to make her feel loved. We'll do this together," his gaze shifts into that determination.
"Okay," you nodded with a smile. "Though, too bad we did not get to go to the hotel," you chuckled.
"We can always rebook," he leads you out and to the taxi waiting for the two of you outside.
Labour became smooth as you expect it to be. Just a few hours, you are already ready to do some pushing. You did not notice that your husband changed his shirt. You only got a glimpse of his shirt that says "Just push" printed in bold cops. You did not even get to laugh at the shirt before he's told to wear protective surgical wears.
Then, when you push, you honestly can't help but smile through the unbearable pain all because of your husband's chant. He cheers you but not loud enough to disturb the doctor.
"Push. Push. Push. Push it, darling. Push,"
"I swear, Hitoshi," you managed to say before pushing again.
Then, the final push came by with a loud baby's cry. You sigh in relief as you see your baby girl.
"She's here," you mumbled.
The nurse hands your wrapped babu to you and you can't help but just tear up.
"I can't believe you're here," you added.
"Hello, our beautiful daughter," Hitoshi admires your baby the way you do as well.
"You really wanted to come out so bad, you did not let us have a vacation, hm?" You chuckled.
It was a beautiful moment. You will definitely admit that despite the pain you went through. However, you definitely loved what happened afterwards when your husband's team arrived.
"Okay. Who's idea was it to teach my husband to make up that weird cheering?" You chuckled. You just found out from your husband that someone told him it would be encouraging if he does that chant.
Some of the boys chuckle as well. However, you did not expect for Kita to step forward.
"You told him that?" You're not mad at all. You just found it intriguing that somebody thought that its encouraging rather than funny.
"In my defense, y/n. I only told him something that would help him out of his nervousness,"
Osamu slaps Atsumu at the back causing his brother to stumble forward.
"It was this jerk who taught him the chant," Osamu said.
Atsumu smiled with guilt on his face. He rubs the back of his neck and bows down.
"Sorry about that,"
You shake your head still with a smile on your face.
"Doesn't really matter," you said as you looked down at your daughter in your arms. "All that matters is this precious little girl is finally in my arms,"
Hitoshi nods and kisses you on the forehead. However, Atsumu just has to fake coughing and lift a question that would lead to a little chaos.
"Can I call dibs as the godfather?" He cheekily smiles. And now, everyone wants to be godfather.
How many godfathers will my daughter have?
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