You’re snuggled up on the couch, practically cocooned in a blanket while watching some random TV-show te found. Giggling to yourself at something from the TV, te pull the blanket up to your chin. The sounds from the TV is the only sound in the living room, but te can vaguely hear the doccia running from the bathroom upstairs.

The thought of Justin Canto at the superiore, in alto of his lungs fills your mind and te can’t help but smile. He truly is adorable.

te are currently about eight and a half months pregnant with Justin and yours first baby. Justin has been there practically every minuto through the pregnancy. If he isn’t able to be there in person, he’ll call o send te a text every other ora to check up on you.

Suddenly, te are pulled away from your thoughts about your loving boyfriend as a tingling feeling spreads through your lower abdomen. te smile, stroking your stomach as te feel your baby kick. Almost from the start, te and Justin had agreed to keep the sex of the baby a secret, and Justin is basically bouncing to find out.

Another flutter like movement spreads through your lower stomach and te wince, feeling a rather strong kick this time. te think nothing of it and turn your now slightly lowered attention back to the TV. Nothing happens for the successivo ten minuti and you’re grateful, but to your displeasure - it didn’t last very long.

When another strong pain spreads like wildfire through your abdomen and te suddenly feel like te just went to the toilet, te know exactly what is going on. Unwrapping yourself from the comfort of the blanket, te scoot slightly away from your place. te can’t help but groan at the wet spot on the couch, but when te feel your baby kick again - it’s the last thing on your mind.

“Justin?” No answer.

“Justin?” te call out, desperately hoping he will be out of the shower.

“Yeah, babe?” Justin yells back and te hear him shuffling around upstairs. te smile briefly before pulling yourself back together.

“Could te come down here, please?”

It doesn’t take long before te hear Justin slam a door shut and then he is basically skipping happily down the stairs. He smiles widely at you, completely oblivious to your current state. te return his grin with a weak smile and Justin’s brows furrow immediately.

“Something wrong?” He domande suspiciously, walking closer. te watch as his mocha eyes widened when he’s close enough and when he lifts his chin to look at te again, te send him an innocent smile.

“I’m in labor?” te state, but it comes out sounding like a question.

—–

“Just keep breathing, baby. Just like they taught us.” Justin says softly, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb.

“I-I’m scared, Justin.” te whisper, taking in a sharp breath. His expression softens slightly and he brings your intertwined hands up to his face and press a small, soft baciare on your skin. He nuzzles it with his nose before bringing it back down to rest on the bed.

“I know, beautiful. I’m scared too, but te have to stay strong, okay? The doctor detto te need to stay calm for the baby. te have to calm your breathing. Breathe with me.” He encourages and takes a deep breath, waiting for te to follow suit.

te try your best to follow Justin’s simple instructions, but it is way easier detto than done. te are scared, in pain and purely excited about meeting your first baby, and from Justin’s earsplitting grin - te can tell he feels the same way. Of course, he says he’s happy with either.

You’re pulled back from your thoughts when Justin pushes his chair back and stands up. te watch his every sposta as he steps closer to your hospital bed, taking your hand in his again. He leans down and pushes some pieces of hair out of your face before placing a baciare on your temple.

“You need to calm down, Y/N. Just breathe slowly; deep breaths. It’s going to be okay, I promise.” Justin whispers into your ear, continuing to play with your hair.

—-

“How much longer will it take?” te hear Justin ask just as you’re waking up from a little nap te managed to sneak in.

“We don’t know, Justin. She’s at a six now, so four più to go. Time will tell.” The doctor risposte and te hear Justin sigh quietly.

“I just… I hate seeing her in so much pain, te know? And I want her to stay calm, but it’s hard. I just want the both of them to be okay.”

“I know, Mr. Bieber and we will do everything we can to help her.” The doctor risposte and then a few secondi later te hear the door to your room close shut.

Before te can stop it o even comprehend it, a small sob escapes your mouth and Justin is da your side in an instant. He looks at te worriedly and takes your hand once again.

“Shh, it’ll be okay. Everything’s gonna be fine, beautiful. Just keep breathing and think of how beautiful our baby will be when it’s born. I’m gonna be here every single step of the way.” Justin promises and leans down to catch your lips with his own.