Band of Brothers Imagines

Joe Liebgott

Joey's baby story cause honestly Joey is my life. 
This is so cuteeeee

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For as long as he could remember all Joseph Liebgott wanted in life, was children. He wanted a beautiful house on the bay, a gorgeous wife, and all the kids he could create. There was nothing in the world more absolutely stunning to him than seeing his wife, or rather in this case fiance, barefoot around the house with a swollen belly. Since the moment he had met you, Joe thought you were breathtaking, but more especially now. 

Last night in particular, Joe's dreams had been plagued with thoughts and hopes for the future. Thinking of what your lives might look like when the two of you had many little Liebgotts running around and driving him insane. He couldn't wait. Joe was pulled from his mind with an exceptionally large grin on his face by the frustrated groaning he heard coming from the kitchen downstairs. Eyebrows furrowed, Joe began making his way to the racket.

You usually weren't up this early and if you were, you mostly weren't out of bed so to hear you clanging around this early was confusing for Joe, and he already wasn't the brightest. Joe stopped at the doorway of the kitchen and leaned against the doorframe. He watched as you moved inelegantly around the kitchen. You were 8 months and very close to popping. For the duration of your entire pregnancy, your hormones had been off the charts. You often would snap at Joe for small things and cry over even smaller things.

Joe didn't mind that you snapped at him. He knew you didn't mean it and more importantly, he was always more concerned with comforting your crying form. Not that an angry you was something Joe ever wanted to deal with. Suddenly, you let out a scream and fell dramatically to the floor, tears of frustration slowing freely. He carefully turned off the stove before making his way to his very distressed fiance. Joe knew you were fine. You were a tough woman and despite being emotionally unstable at times, if something had actually happened, you would have let Joe know immediately.

Joe knelt in front of you, taking your hands in his. He pulled them towards his mouth in a kiss, however you harshly yanked your delicate hands from his. A look of hurt flashed across his eyes and you instantly felt bad. He rarely expressed emotion or care and you just threw his feelings on the floor. The icing on the cake? You were as big as a whale and Joe should've left you for a shinier model a long time ago. Just by existing near him you were bringing him down.

Your self-deprecating thoughts caused even more tears to stream down your face. The more you cried you began to hyperventilate. Joe took your face in his hands this time and held it tight. Not tight enough to hurt but tight enough that you couldn't escape and were forced to look him in the eyes. "Oh, meine Liebe," He cooed gently at you. A small chuckle flowed from his lips, but it was quickly cut off by the look you gave him.

"What's wrong mama bear?" His eyes stared into yours with a piercing gaze. It did nothing but cause more tears to flood the dam. "Don't touch me!" You wanted desperately to be comforted by him but instead, did the opposite and pulled yourself off the floor and strolled out of the kitchen. Joe sat on the floor for a little while longer and stared at your previous location. He let out a large huff, following the sound of your footsteps throughout the house. 

He checked every room before finding you at last, in the master bedroom, staring into a body size mirror. You looked onto your body with disgust. Straightaway, Joe knew what was wrong. His gentle footfalls filled the room before he stood directly behind you. His hands settled on your waist and his eyes bore into yours through the mirror. "Ich Liebe dich, meine schone Braut zu bel." You laughed darkly at his words. (I love you, my beautiful bride to be)

"How could you love me? How can you look at me and not feel disgusted? I'm disgusting! I'm not the thin beautiful woman you fell in love with!" Joe shook his head, coming very close to losing his composure. "Do you really think I'm that stupid? That much of an asshole? That I only love you for your body?" He sighed. "Listen to me very, very carefully. You are the liebe meines lebens, and alles was ich jemals wollte. There is no one in the world I would rather be with. I fell in love with you, dein lacheln, deine seele and dein herz. And to make things even better you are carrying my child, our own little erdnuss. I'm always going to want to touch you. Please, let me just love all these bad thoughts out of you. And trust me when I say that you are the most atemberaubend woman I have ever seen and I will spend the rest of my life proving it to you." (You are the love of my life and everything i have ever wanted... I fell in love with you, your smile, your soul, and your heart... our own little peanut... the most breathtaking woman...)

You wrapped your hands around his neck, and yanked him down for a soul sucking kiss.

"Ich liebe dich auch Joey."

(I love you too Joey)