Nick and Charlie fanfic. / Mpreg

Chapter 21: Birthday

*We time skipped a little bit, Charlie is now overdue so around 40 weeks.*

"Hey char, you okay?" I say to my very pregnant husband.

"No Nick I'm not. I'm 40 weeks pregnant. Get this baby out of me."

I giggle but realistically I feel very sorry for him. Poor thing is overdue and everything.

"Do you wanna laugh again you little bitch." Charlie replies.

I laugh and he laughs too.

"This baby hasn't lowered since 38 weeks. I want baby out!" I demand like a child.

Again, Nick laughs. I glare at Nick but then we are interrupted by Blaze coming down the stairs.

"Birfday! Birfday!" Blaze screams.
"Is it my birthday?" Nick says playing with Blaze.
"Noo! My birfday!" Blaze says whilst laughing.

"And how old are you today" I say quietly due to the baby non stop kicking.

"Mmm! I am this many!" He then holds up Six fingers.

"You are Six. Can you say Six?" Charlie says to Blaze.

"Si.. Six!" Blaze says.

Charlie and I applaud Blaze and then we bring out Blaze's tractor cake. Blaze loves tractors just as much as Ollie.

"Holy shit Nick, Blaze is going into school this year." I say shocked and kind of sad. It was just yesterday I remember holding our first baby in our arms. Atleast soon, we will have our 2nd little bean.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Blaze, Happy birthday to you!

We all cheer and clap 6 times.

"Do you want a piece of cake?" I say asking both Blaze and Charlie.

"YES PUH-LEAZE." Charlie says excitedly.

"Yes please!" Blaze says.

The rest of the day we spend opening presents from family members, dancing, kissing Blaze, hugging Blaze, saying happy birthday to Blaze, and crying over the fact that he's growing up so quick. Blaze goes to bed at 7:45 so when it reaches 7:45, we put Blaze to bed.

"Night night my little 6 year old." Charlie says kissing Blaze. I smile, give Blaze a kiss before walking out the room.

"Your a bit slow there sir." I say to Charlie waddling to our room. In all fairness, he is 40 weeks pregnant. Still very pregnant.

"Nick, when I can run again I will kill you." We both laugh at that remark and then I go back, pick Charlie up and lay him down on our bed.

"This baby better be lower tommorow because I cannot deal with this anymore." Charlie says angrily, and in a tired way.

"I know I'm sorry my love. He will be here soon, has he been kicking alot?" I ask. Obviously it wasn't the right think to ask because charlie just glares at me.

"Hes been kicking all day, non stop." I say to Nick who I'm actually cuddled on.

"Maybe, that's his way of saying he wants to get out. Or he just likes the mansion he's living in." Nick says playfully. I actually laughed at that. A proper genuine laugh. Until then the baby kicks me and it hurts and I just rot in bed.