Tom Holland Imagines

Baby Fever (T.H)

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"Tom, look how cute this is!" You exclaimed, looking at baby clothes. It was a sweatshirt that had Spider-Man on it. He came over to you and out an arm around your waist. He nuzzled his chin into the crook of your neck.

"It is cute, love." Tom pressed a light kiss on your neck. You lightly shoved him off of you. "What," he asked as he smirked. You placed your hands on your hips.

"No." He chuckled at you and you two continued to look at the baby clothes. A mom came in pushing her baby in a stroller. "Tom," you whispered. "Look." His eyes looked at the mother and her adorable baby girl. She was dressed in a cozy, pink sweater, leggings, and some booties. You smiled at the woman as she looked at you two. She smiled back.

"Are you two expecting?" You looked at your husband.

"Oh, no." You said frowning. "We've been trying," it was the truth, you just weren't getting pregnant.

"Well, I wish you two the best of luck. It really is worth it." She said, looking at her little girl. Her baby slept so peacefully and you were jealous.

"Thank you," Tom said. He started pulling you out of the store. The whole way home, you didn't say a word, afraid you were going to burst into tears. Tom pulled into the driveway and helped you out of the car. He took you to your bedroom and you two sat, side by side in silence. Minutes passed until you burst into tears. "Oh, love." Tom pulled you into him. "Hey, look at me." He lifted your chin and wiped your tears away. "Let's get a good nights sleep tonight and we'll try tomorrow, okay?" You nodded, you two got ready for bed and went to sleep.

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    Everyone cooed over your ginormous belly. You were ready to pop at any second. Your doctor walked into the room. You felt a contraction and squeezed Toms hand.

    "I think you're about ready to push, Y/N." He let Nikki and Tom stay. They grabbed your hands and you pushed.

    "Ahh!" You cried out, it felt like your insides were being ripped apart. You gripped Toms hand and let Nikki off easy. "I can't do this!" You panted, Nikki brushed hair off of your forehead and Tom kissed your head.

    "Yes you can, Y/N." Tom soothed. You pushed again.

    Almost twelve hours of hard labor later, you had a beautiful baby girl. She was in Toms arms. Her beautiful eyes looked at yours and Toms.  Your friends and family had been in and out, but they decided it's best if you two were left alone with your little bundle of joy. You leaned your head on Toms shoulder and fell into a light sleep.

    "I love you so much, Margot Rose." He whispered. I love you so much, Margot Rose. You replayed the words in your head and fell into a deeper sleep.