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

The thought of Justin imba at the juu of his lungs fills your mind and wewe can’t help but smile. He truly is adorable.

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

Suddenly, wewe are pulled away from your thoughts about your loving boyfriend as a tingling feeling spreads through your lower abdomen. wewe smile, stroking your stomach as wewe feel your baby kick. Almost from the start, wewe 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 wewe wince, feeling a rather strong kick this time. wewe think nothing of it and turn your now slightly lowered attention back to the TV. Nothing happens for the inayofuata ten dakika 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 wewe suddenly feel like wewe just went to the toilet, wewe know exactly what is going on. Unwrapping yourself from the comfort of the blanket, wewe scoot slightly away from your place. wewe can’t help but groan at the wet spot on the couch, but when wewe feel your baby kick again - it’s the last thing on your mind.

“Justin?” No answer.

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

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

“Could wewe come down here, please?”

It doesn’t take long before wewe 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. wewe return his grin with a weak smile and Justin’s brows furrow immediately.

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

“I’m in labor?” wewe 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.” wewe 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 kiss 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 wewe have to stay strong, okay? The doctor alisema wewe need to stay calm for the baby. wewe have to calm your breathing. Breathe with me.” He encourages and takes a deep breath, waiting for wewe to follow suit.

wewe try your best to follow Justin’s simple instructions, but it is way easier alisema than done. wewe are scared, in pain and purely excited about meeting your first baby, and from Justin’s earsplitting grin - wewe 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. wewe watch his every songesha 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 kiss 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?” wewe hear Justin ask just as you’re waking up from a little nap wewe managed to sneak in.

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

“I just… I hate seeing her in so much pain, wewe 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 majibu and then a few sekunde later wewe hear the door to your room close shut.

Before wewe can stop it au even comprehend it, a small sob escapes your mouth and Justin is kwa your side in an instant. He looks at wewe 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.