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How abt some headcanons or a short story (u pick pookie) of Vivian Hugo X pregnant wife?! The idea seems so cute to me. Ily girlie 🫶🫶

HUSBAND! VIVIAN HUGO who acts like your pregnancy is the most precious thing in the world. the second he found out you were carrying his baby, something in him softened completely.

he always keeps a protective hand on your stomach whenever you’re walking together. even in crowded places, his palm rests there instinctively, guiding you carefully through people like he’s guarding treasure.

absolutely spoils you without even trying to hide it. you mention craving something once? it’s already sitting beside you ten minutes later. doesn’t matter if it’s midnight or raining outside.

he’s the type to kneel in front of you just to help put your shoes on because he “doesn’t want you bending too much.”

talks to the baby when he thinks you’re sleeping. low quiet voice, rubbing circles over your belly while telling them how lucky they are because they have you as a mother.

HUSBAND! VIVIAN HUGO who starts skipping practices and cutting back on games the farther along your pregnancy gets, no matter how much everyone complains about it. the team is shocked because hugo never misses anything willingly, but suddenly he’s turning down interviews, leaving early, and asking for time off just to stay home with you.

he’d stay glued to your side during difficult pregnancy days. if you wake up nauseous or sore, he’s immediately there helping you sit up, brushing your hair back while half asleep himself.

he also cancels plans without hesitation if you aren’t feeling well. doesn’t care who gets upset either. “they’ll survive one game without me.”

also spends entire afternoons laying in bed with you when you’re too tired to move. one arm around your waist, the other rubbing your stomach while you nap against his chest.

he’s type to immediately leave practice early if you mention even the smallest pain. everyone else thinks it’s dramatic until they see how genuinely worried he gets.

HUSBAND! VIVIAN HUGO who absolutely cannot handle seeing you cry during pregnancy.

the first time pregnancy hormones make you cry over something tiny, he genuinely panics a little. you’re sitting there tearing up because your favorite snack fell on the floor, and hugo is already kneeling in front of you like a man facing a national emergency.

would keeps tissues in his pockets now because of you. and if you start crying during an argument, his entire attitude changes instantly. his voice softens, hands gentle on your arms while he tries figuring out what upset you so badly.

the type to hold your face carefully while wiping tears with his thumb, looking at you like your tears physically hurt him.

once drove across town at almost midnight because you cried over craving a very specific dessert.

HUSBAND! VIVIAN HUGO who slowly develops this strange, playful habit of acting like he is already in some kind of “competition” with the baby inside you, even though he is obviously the one who loses every single round without the baby even being born yet.

he’ll sit beside you with his hand resting on your stomach, talking to it in a low, serious voice like he’s negotiating terms, saying things like “you better treat your mom right in there, because she’s doing all the hard work for both of us,” while you’re just watching him like he’s completely lost it, but also kind of endearing.

when the baby kicks, he reacts immediately every time like it’s a personal message meant for him, leaning closer with narrowed eyes and a faint smirk as if he’s trying to “decode” what the baby is saying, even though it’s obvious he’s just enjoying the attention and pretending it’s some kind of challenge.

he often gets dramatic about it in a joking way, telling your stomach things like “don’t get too confident in there, you haven’t even met me properly yet,” while gently rubbing slow circles over it like he’s being intimidating, but his tone is never actually scary, just soft and fond.

he starts making these imaginary “rules” for the baby, like not making you too tired or not kicking too late at night, and he’ll even pause mid-sentence if the baby kicks again, acting like it’s a reply to what he just said and nodding slowly like, “yeah, i heard that, we’ll talk about it later.”

HUSBAND! VIVIAN HUGO who quietly turns into a full-time “nursery planner” the second he decides the baby needs a room, even though you’re not even halfway ready and he’s already acting like the baby is arriving tomorrow.

he starts off saying he’ll “just get a few things,” but somehow that turns into an entire room being slowly transformed while you’re asleep or not paying attention, and when you walk in one day there are soft colors on the walls, tiny shelves already up, and a crib that he insists he “assembled correctly on the first try” even though there are extra screws he refuses to talk about.

he buys way too many things without realizing it, like three different types of baby blankets because “they all looked necessary,” three stuffed animals that are supposedly “for emotional development,” and an entire stack of clothes in different sizes because he panicked thinking the baby might “outgrow things too fast.”

whenever you ask why there are so many duplicates of everything, he just looks at you like it’s the most reasonable thing in the world and says, “i didn’t know which one would make them happiest,” like he’s seriously considering the baby’s future preferences already.

he gets extremely focused on decorating, carefully arranging everything in the nursery while occasionally stopping to step back and check angles like he’s working on something extremely important, even though it’s just a wall of tiny shelves and plush toys, and he still manages to look way too serious about it.

HUSBAND! VIVIAN HUGO who gets strangely quiet and focused whenever he’s imagining the baby’s future, like his mind just drifts off mid-conversation and suddenly he’s planning things years ahead without even realizing it.

you’ll be talking to him about something completely normal, and then you notice he’s gone quiet, staring at your stomach or just slightly past you, and when you ask what he’s thinking about, he takes a second before answering like he’s coming back from somewhere far away and says, “just… wondering what they’ll be like when they grow up,” in this softer tone he doesn’t use often.

he starts picturing little things in detail, like whether the baby will have your habits or his attitude, and he’ll quietly smile to himself when he thinks about them laughing or running around the house, even though he tries to hide how sentimental it makes him.

sometimes he’ll randomly bring up the future out of nowhere, like while you’re eating or resting, saying things like “do you think they’ll like the same things as you?” or “i wonder if they’ll be stubborn like me,” and he’ll say it so calmly that it almost catches you off guard.

if you tease him for daydreaming too much, he just shrugs slightly but doesn’t deny it, because he actually likes it, even if he wouldn’t openly admit that he spends a lot of time imagining a life where the baby is already here and everything is a little warmer and more full than before.

HUSBAND! VIVIAN HUGO who is already convinced without a single doubt that no matter what gender the baby is, they are going to grow up playing soccer and eventually step into his world like it was always meant to happen.

he talks about it so naturally, like it’s already written into the future, saying things like “they’ll learn the basics early,” while his hand rests on your stomach as if he’s already picturing them running across a field before they can even walk.

it doesn’t matter to him at all whether the baby is a boy or a girl; in his mind, it changes nothing about their path, because he genuinely believes talent, discipline, and passion are what get passed down, not anything else.

he’ll watch matches or training clips and casually comment, “they’ll understand this when they’re older,” like he’s already mentoring someone who hasn’t even been born yet, and somehow it sounds more like confidence than pressure when he says it.

he starts imagining the idea of them having his legacy not as pressure, but as pride, quietly saying things like “i want them to love the game the way i do,” while looking at you like you’re the only person who fully understands what that means to him.

but even with all his talk about soccer and legacy, he always includes you in every version of the future he imagines, saying things like “you’ll be there watching them,” because to him, none of it matters if you’re not part of it.

and at night, when everything is quiet and his hand is resting gently over your stomach, his voice softens completely as he adds, almost like a quiet promise, “they can take my legacy… but they’ll always come home to us,” like the sport is important, but you and the baby are what actually define everything for him.

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