Multifandom Imagines

NEW LIFE (Anthony Bridgerton x reader)

Your heart was racing. Your hands sweating. A million different outcomes racing through your mind. What if he doesn't want it? What if leaves me? What if he wants a boy and they're a girl? You had taken to pacing back and forth in the drawing room to exert some energy, you were going to explode otherwise. You had lost track of time, too busy freaking out over the child that was growing inside of you. You had no idea how you were going to tell him. Could you even imagine it? Anthony Bridgerton as a father...you smiled at the thought. You knew he'd be amazing; his own father was so caring that there was no doubt he had that same compassion and love inside of him despite his constant efforts to hide it. He'd teach your son how to treat women well, how to be polite, how to read. Your daughter would learn how she was to be treated and learn to not expect anything less, she'd also get an extremely protective father you were sure of that at least.

"Dearest wife, is there a reason you are burning holes in the carpet? Or are you just so excited to see me you couldn't sit still?" he asked whilst leaning on the door frame, a smug smirk etched onto his face.

Your heart hammered in your chest, your words getting caught in your throat. Tears made their way to your eyes and Anthony took notice of this immediately and made his way over to you. His hands wrapped around your own, his thumb gently stroking the backs of your fingers.

"Y/N what is the matter? Has something happened? Are you hurt? Shall I call for the doctor?" he sputtered out.

"He has already been..." you admit shyly. You knew it was going to happen now, the confused look on his face only urged you on to explain.

"I woke up feeling very sick, as I have been for the past few weeks..."

"You have been feeling sick, why did you not tell me?"

"Darling, I am alright stop worrying and let me explain," you breathed out.

"I was feeling sick as I said so I called for the doctor. I explained to him how I have been feeling very unwell, my stomach has been very uncomfortable, my eating habits have been acting up. Did I tell you I ate 3 apricots yesterday? Because I did."

"You hate apricots..."

"I know! Apparently, I don't," you shrugged it off.

"Anyways, that isn't important. I told the doctor all of this and how I haven't had my period this month."

At this point you are certain he knows; his eyes meet yours as shock fills his features. His grasp on your hands loosens, and you look down at them. He brings them to your cheeks, delicately wiping a stray tear that had fallen during your story telling.

"Y/N, my love? Are you...Are we? Are we with child?" he asked, his voice coming out soft as though you may break if he speaks normally.

You allow the tears in your eyes to fall freely as you nod at him. He looks down at you, his own tears visible. A large smile adorns his face. He lets out a joyous laugh and pulls you into a comforting embrace.

"I am going to be a father! Oh you have given me the best gift of all, I love you. I love you. I love you." A kiss was placed on each of your cheeks as he spoke out.

As you thought about it, you couldn't believe you truly thought he would be unhappy. You knew this baby of yours would grow up to be the strongest, most beautiful child and an even better man or woman because they had you to care for them, but they also had Anthony, that man was going to be the best father he could be. He would make his father and you proud, he would make sure of it.