#izzygunsnroses

Títle:"For You, Both"

Warnings: None!

Word count: 7056 (I got carried away, sorry XD)

AN: Please be kind to me. I've only been writing fanfiction for a short time, so if you like it, let me know, and if there's anything to change, let me know too. I'm open to suggestions! (English is not my first language, so please let me know if there are any mistakes.)

Summary: Essentially, Izzy will take care of you during your pregnancy until you give birth.

A month has passed since your honeymoon, and you start to feel sick, with constant nausea, a late period, feeling very tired lately. Well, you already suspected what it might be, but you took a test anyway. When you were home alone, you bought a pregnancy test, went to the bathroom and took the test, waiting for the minutes to pass to see the result, minutes that seemed like hours… until finally it's ready positive you hold the test looking as if it has attacked you personally, well, you're happy, but you and Izzy never talked about it, so you're afraid of his reaction, you sigh, try to compose yourself, put the test in a bathroom drawer and go to the living room to try to distract yourself… Hours later, Izzy arrives and sees you sitting on the sofa and kisses your head, smiling

‘Hi, love, I'm back,’ Izzy says sweetly as always, and sits down next to you. He notices that you're acting a little strange and raises his eyebrow. ‘What happened?’ he asks, concerned.

‘Nothing,’ you bite your nails, being vague about it. Izzy shakes his head and takes your hand away from your mouth and turns your chin towards him. ‘Tell me… you don't have to be afraid,’ Izzy says and takes his hand off your chin, holding your hand. You look at him and sigh.

‘Well, I started feeling sick, nauseous… my period was late and I bought a test, I'm pregnant, Izzy.’ You get straight to the point, looking into his eyes, wanting to see any uncertainty or fear, and you only see an indecipherable expression. Izzy stammers and looks at you.

‘You're what?! Pregnant?!’ Izzy asks in shock, but without anger, just disbelief. Izzy smiles and speaks more clearly now ‘Are you telling me you're pregnant with my child? That you're carrying a baby that's ours?’ Izzy asks rhetorically, holding your face. You laugh and shake your head. He hugs you, and for the rest of the night he does everything for you. Were you going to get up to get a glass of water? No. He gets up and gets it for you. He tries to pretend he doesn't care, but he's very happy. At night, he doesn't even hug you tightly, afraid of hurting you.

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Two months pass and one afternoon Izzy goes out to do God knows what. He's taking too long to come back, and you're getting worried. When he arrives, you open your mouth to argue. Well, you've been very irritable lately, and Izzy has been so calm with you. Before you can fight with him, Izzy smiles and picks up a bag from a baby store and sits down next to you, smiling like a happy child.

"Darling, I bought some things for our baby. I know it may seem early and we don't even know the sex of the baby, but I bought them, do you want to see?‘ Izzy says enthusiastically, opening the bag. It's impossible to stay mad at this man. Izzy starts taking some things out of the bag. He shows you a yellow onesie, another onesie that says ’future rockstar" which makes you laugh, miniature All Star trainers, a dummy, a bottle, nappies… He bought everything possible, and he looks at you smiling, waiting for your reaction. The first thing you do is kiss his whole face.

‘I love it so much, thank you, darling!’ You hug him tightly while kissing his face, and he laughs happily.

‘You don't have to thank me,’ he says, pretending he doesn't love those kisses. He's happy that you liked it and didn't complain. He was afraid of getting too emotional and buying things too quickly. He kisses your head and rubs your belly. It's not big yet, but Izzy swears it's growing every day. Izzy smiles and looks at you. ‘I still can't believe it, you know?’ he admits, smiling. You put your hand on top of his and rub his fingers and agree ‘Me neither, I'll only believe it when I have them in my arms,’ you say, smiling

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Every month, Izzy took care of you perfectly, without complaining, without getting angry, without grumbling. He took care of you happily, every time you felt sick or vomited, he held your hair, rubbed your back, cleaned your mouth, and made something for you to eat afterwards. Whenever you were angry or tearful because of pregnancy hormones, he just accepted it and stayed by your side. Did you want something to eat at three in the morning? You would have it in a second. He always reminds you to take your vitamins, always takes you to the doctor when you need to go, and helps you with the smallest details. Lately, you've been looking for a good hospital for the birth, and you chose one that was good for both of you. You chose natural birth, which was also the doctor's recommendation.

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In the final stretch, your waters break, and you scream, Izzy, who's wide-eyed when he sees you, and he doesn't know what to do, whether to take you to the car or grab the bag to stay at the hospital. Izzy grabs the bag first and then holds your hand, taking you to the car, and he calms you down every step of the way, even though you tell him to shut up. You hold his hand the whole way until you get to the hospital. At the hospital, Izzy helps you out of the car and takes you inside the maternity ward. At the reception desk, he quickly registers you and takes you to the room you had already rented. Soon your doctor arrives in the room and puts you on the bed. Izzy holds your hand and rubs your hair, brushing it away from your face, and lets you squeeze his hand as much as you want, whispering softly

‘Shhh, just breathe, you're doing great, it will be over soon…’ he whispers to you and kisses your cheek. He tries to speak as softly as possible, trying to hide the panic inside.

Your doctor asks you to push, giving you instructions. You scream and cry. Izzy can't take it anymore and sits behind you, holding you and kissing your shoulder, giving you strength to continue.

‘You're almost there… just a little more, okay?’ Izzy whispers and holds your hand…

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After hours of labour, you finally give birth to a baby boy… your doctor places him in your arms and congratulates you. You hold your son, crying, and Izzy kisses your cheek.

‘You did it, congratulations, I knew you could do it, you're so strong…’ *Izzy says smiling, congratulating you, and looks at your newborn son and hugs you.

‘He's perfect, and he's ours, we're parents,’ Izzy says incredulously, rubbing the baby's head and giving you a kiss, ready to take this new step in your lives in this new phase… he couldn't have wished for anything else.

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