Chanyeol lay on the couch in his and Baekhyun's shared apartment, with Baekhyun laid in his arms, the younger boy finishing an entire chocolate bar which he had only opened 30 seconds ago. Chanyeol smiled, remembering the first time he met his boyfriend, and how so much had happened in the past 2 years. Baekhyun was completely engrossed in the film currently playing on the television, his hands placed gently on his baby bump. Chanyeol felt his heart burst with pride at his pregnant boyfriend and how beautiful he was, even if he constantly complained about is huge stomach and the other fat he had gain in the past 8 or 9 months. Chanyeol thought he was ridiculous. Baekhyun was so beautiful to him, even with a little extra weight to throw around. Chanyeol couldn't wait to get Sehun in bed tonight; his soft pants filling the room as Chanyeol  gently laid him down and fu-

"Chan?" Baekhyun's voice suddenly snapped Chanyeol out of his thoughts.

 

"Yeah babe?" Chanyeol asked, smiling down at his boyfriend, who was gazing at him with adoring eyes.

 

"Do you think we will have any more kids after She arrives?" Baekhyun pointed at his baby lovingly.

 

"Yeah, I think we definitely will." Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun’s waist and rubbed his stomach, earning a kick for their unborn daughter.

 

"How many do you think we'll have?" Baekhyun looked at Chanyeol, eyes shining.

 

"I don't know, three," Chanyeol started to playfully tickle his boyfriend, kissing his neck as he did. "Four. Five. Six!" Baekhyun laughed at the contact. He pushed himself off the couch, stretching his arms behind his head as he stood.

 

"Where you going babe?" Chanyeol asked.

 

"I'm just getting a drink, Channie, I'll be back in a second."

 

"You sit down babe, I'll get it for y-"

 

"No, you stay here, you have been running 'round after me all day, not to mention what you've done for me in the last 8 months. And I need to stretch my legs a bit anyway. Do you want anything?"

"Can I have a kiss before you leave me?"

"I'm only going to the kitchen, not across the country!" Baekhyun rolled his eyes leaning in to kiss the older boy anyway.

"I love you, Baek!" Chanyeol called as his boyfriend left him. Baekhyun hummed in response.

Chanyeol picked up his wallet from the coffee table in front of him, smiling when he opened it and was met with the dazzling ultrasound of his daughter. He couldn't wait to be a parent. Neither could Baekhyun. Only a couple more weeks to go. Chanyeol thought to himself. His inner-monologue was interrupted when he heard a crash and a cry of pain from the kitchen.

 

Without hesitation Chanyeol leaped up from the couch, rushing to the kitchen where the first thing he saw was water in a puddle on the floor, pieces of glass smashed everywhere.

"Baby, did you cut yourself? C'mere let me see." Chanyeol walked over to Baekhyun, who was gripping the counter.

"No, urgh, I think the baby's coming…" Baekhyun gritted his teeth, trying to hold back a moan.

"What?" Chanyeol asked in shock.

"I’m hav-Oh !” Baekhyun paused to breathe. “I'm having contractions, Chan..."

", really?" Chanyeol gripped onto his boyfriend’s waist. He noticed that Baekhyun's pale grey sweatpants were drenched, like the younger boy had wet himself.

“Yeah, She’s not supposed to be here now, she’s not due for another two weeks yet….” Baekhyun panicked.

"Oh god. Okay baby, just take deep breaths, I'm gonna get you to the hospital in time, I promise baby. It's gonna be okay..." Chanyeol rubbed Baekhyun's arm reassuringly as the older boy swallowed oxygen like a drowning man. "Did you pack a hospital bag, babe?"

"Yeah its- OH GOD! " Baekhyun grabbed onto Chanyeol's hand. "It's by the bedside t-table... Please hurry, Channie, please...."

"Okay, babe, you stay here, I'll be back in just a second." Chanyeol flew up the stairs, getting the bag and a dry pair of pants for Baekhyun before rapidly skidding downstairs again, nearly falling down the flight in the process.

 

"You ok babe?" Chanyeol rubbed Baekhyun's back soothingly.

 

"Yeah, h-help me get out of these..." Chanyeol helped Baekhyun without hesitation, letting him lean on him and helping put the clean pair on.

 

“Kay, Sweetie?" Chanyeol asked the younger man, rubbing his shoulders

"Mhmm, j-just get me to the h-hospital..." Baekhyun trailed off, groaning as the intense pain spread around his lower back.

Chanyeol held Baekhyun trembling hand and threaded his other arm around the smaller boy's waist, slinging the bag over his shoulder as he guided his boyfriend to his car and making sure he was comfortable before throwing the bag into the back, hopping into the driver’s seat and speeding of down the drive and to the hospital.

"You okay baby? You doing so well, so so good darling..." Chanyeol tried to comfort his boyfriend as he screamed in pure agony, a couple of tears rolling down his face.

"We're nearly there sweetie, not long to go now..."

"Chan, we're not gonna make it in time-" Baekhyun whined for a few minutes before returning to his sentence. "I can feel her-ARGH...GOD!, she's coming! I need to push, gotta-urgh! Gotta push Chanyeol....." Baekhyun screamed, throwing his head back against the head rest, clutching his rock-hard stomach.

"Just hold on baby, we're here now.” Chanyeol pulled into an empty parking space, leaping out of the car, and helping Baekhyun out. Baekhyun tried to stop screaming out as they entered the hospital, biting his lip to stop noise pouring out of his mouth.

 

"Hi I'm Park Chanyeol, my boyfriend Byun Baekhyun is in labour." Chanyeol rubbed Baekhyun’s back as he leaned against the reception desk, breathing in out deeply.

 

"Okay, if you could just follow Hana, she will take you to your room. A midwife should be here in just a moment." The receptionist smiled, typing into her computer as a nurse, Hana, offered a wheelchair to Bakehyun, who sat down gratefully. Chanyeol followed as Hana pushed Sehun down the long corridor.

"Is this your first?" She asked smiling at Baekhyun.

"Yeah..." Baekhyun tried to keep a straight face, but failed, groaning loudly as more pain from the contractions ripped through his body.

 

Baekhyun’s midwife was already in the room, smiling as Hana wheeled a groaning Baekhyun into the room, Chanyeol following close behind.

 

"Hello, I'm Krystal, your midwife wasn't available tonight, so I will be delivering your baby." She smiled. Baekhyun looked alarmed.

 

"No no no, I need Natalie. Why isn't she here? I need her, she told me she would be here. She promised me! She's the only one who knows what my birth plan is- OH GOD!" Baekhyun screamed, clasping his stomach.

 

"Natalie is attending to another patient tonight Baekhyun. I assure I have checked your birth plan, and I will do everything in my power to make sure we stick to it." She maintained her smile. "Now we need you to get up on the bed, and then we can measure how far dilated you are, and we can look at getting you an epidural, okay honey?" Krystal smiled again at Baekhyun, who looked at Chanyeol for reassurance. Chanyeol nodded, helping Baekhyun out of his chair.

 

"Okay, here is your hospital gown. Put this on, and we can start!" Krystal said turning away and organising her equipment. Chanyeol helped Baekhyun into his hospital gown and onto the bed, muttering encouragement to him the entire time while Krystal got to work measuring Baekhyun.

 

"Okay, Baekhyun, It looks like you are already 9cm dilated, which means you are too far into your labour to have the epidural." Krystal explained. Baekhyun shook his head, panic settling in his bones.

 

"No! I need the epidural - Urgh! I'll stop pushing, I'll stop...there's more time, I know there is!" Baekhyun cried. Chanyeol couldn't bear to see his boyfriend in pain. "Please, you said you would stick to his birth plan. You need to give him the pain relief. It's killing him!"

 

"I'm sorry sir, but that just isn't possible. We are gonna give you the Entonox, it is here for your to use all you want." Hana handed Baekhyun the gas mask, and Baekhyun was so desperate for relief he breathed in deeply.

 

"That's it. The deeper you breathe in, the faster it works..." Baekhyun kept breathing deeply, more tears falling at the pain.

 

"That's it, Baek, You're doing so well baby." Chanyeol held Baekhyun's hand tight.

"I-it's not working. I can feel everything!" Baekhyun gasped as more pain ripped through him.

 

"Just keep breathing Baekhyun. You are doing great." Krystal cheered.

 

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Ten minutes later, and Baekhyun was fully dilated. Krystal and Hana were holding his legs, encouraging the boy as he screamed.

 

"Just a couple more pushes, Baekhyun, and we're there!" Hana beamed.

 

" THIS HURT SO ING MUCH! ARGH!!" Baekhyun gripped Chanyeol's hand tightly.

 

"It's ok, honey. It's okay-"

 

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT TO BASTARD! You and your ing high drive! YOU SHOULD BE HERE INSTEAD OF ME!" Baekhyun shouted at Chanyeol, who stayed glued to his side, rubbing his shoulder.

 

"I'm so sorry baby. I know it hurts, but your nearly there. I'm so proud of you baby." Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun’s head as he screamed again.

 

"Baekhyun, on this next contraction we need you to push as hard as you can." Krystal cheered.

 

 "Okay, One, Two Three, Push now!" Hana said as Baekhyun pushed as hard as he could. "That's it! Keep going!"

 

"I can see her head, Babe! She's nearly here!" Chanyeol stated happily to Baekhyun.

 

"Just one more push, and you will both be parents!" Krystal said.

 

"! I CAN'T DO IT! I, I can't Channie!" Baekhyun looked at the older boy crying fresh tears,

 

"Yes you can, baby."

 

"NO! I can't do this, I'm not- I'm not strong enough!" Baekhyun cried, gritting his teeth.

 

"You can sweetie, you can. You're nearly there!" Chanyeol encouraged his boyfriend. "You're doing so well. I'm so proud of you. Just a couple more, babe. You can do it!" Chanyeol moved Baekhyun’s sweat-soaked hair from his eyes and kissed him on the lips. Baekhyun nodded at his lover’s encouragement.

 

"Three, Two, One, Now Baekhyun!" The midwife called, and Baekhyun pushed as hard as he could, crushing Chanyeol's hand and screaming blue murder as he heard the incoherent words fly past him.

 

"Well done, Baekhyun, you just need to pass the shoulders."

 

"You're doing so well!"

 

"Oh my god babe, she’s so beautiful!" Chanyeol reattached himself to Baehyun, who was still pushing, when a high-pitched squeal filled the room.

 

"Congratulations! Your little girl is finally here!"

 

Baekhyun sighed, throwing his head back in exhaustion. He looked over at Chanyeol, who was now crying as he saw his daughter for the first time.

“Does Daddy want to cut the umbilical cord?” Hana asked Chanyeol, who nodded, cutting the cord and hugging Baekhyun while their daughter was being cleaned by the midwife.

 

"Who's holding her first?" Krystal asked as she wrapped the new arrival in a blanket.

 

"Me. Definitely me after all that." Baekhyun tried to sit up, Chanyeol instantly helping, propping pillows behind his beautiful boyfriend as the elder held his arms out. Holding his daughter for the first time stirred up something inside Baekhyun. He couldn't explain the feeling; all he knew was that he would fight tigers to protect his little girl.

 

Katerin Mali was born 6th April, and weighed a healthy 7lb.

 

Later that night, when Baekhyun had long since passed out with exhaustion, Chanyeol stood next to the bed where Baekhyun slept, holding his baby daughter and whispering the first of many amazing stories in her tiny ear, non by far most magical as what Chanyeol  had just witnessed: His favourite person becoming two at long last. He couldn't wait to grow old with Baekhyun, and watch Katerin grow with them. But for now, the future seemed too far away to comprehend, and Chanyeol was stuck in the beautiful now, with his gorgeous Katerin and beautiful boyfriend, and he couldn't feel happier if he tried.

 

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Basically the same story I wrote before, only with Baekyeol/Chanbaek instead of Taohun.

Just to point out, I am 15 years old. I have never had a child, and what I know about childbirth comes from my GCSE child development lessons and the films and TV I have seen (Knocked Up, Juno and Glee to name but a few), so forgive me if some of the details are incorrect.

 

I also have literally NO IDEA of how mpreg works, so if it seems unrealistic, just tell me how to improve it.

Please feel free to comment opinions or thoughts down below, and as always, thanks for reading. It means a lot!

 

Xxxxxx