#clayton cardenas imagine
Gif credit to @mayans-mc
Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female Reader
Request: Hey! Can I please request something Can you write one where you’re nervous about having Angels baby but he reassures you? Hope that’s okay Loving your writing
Warnings: language, pregnancy, I think that’s it?
Authors Note: I did this as a headcanon, I hope it’s okay. also loosely inspired by Jane the virgin and the office
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- Angel coming home and being concerned when you don’t greet him at the door like you usually do
- He calls out to you but there’s no answer
- He finds you in the nursery, rummaging through the drawers
- Tiny clothes scattered on the floor around you in various piles
- “Fuck ma, why you not answer me?”
- You ignore him, pulling out a white onesie.
- “What you doing mami?”
- “We don’t have any prem clothes” you sigh, “What are we gonna do if she comes early?”
- “He ain’t coming early mama. Relax.”
- you roll your eyes and continue folding the clothes
- Angel leans on the door frame and watches you
- He notices the length of fabric wrapped around your body
- “The fuck you wearing?”
- “It’s a boba wrap.”
- He just stares at you, mouth open
- “For baby wearing.”
- He tuts and shakes his head.
- “It’s a baby ma, not an accessory.”
- Rolling your eyes is far too common in this relationship
- “Baby wearing has many benefits, actually.”
- Angel watches you waddle over to the rocking chair in the corner of the room
- He notices the way you winced as you sit down
- Your hands cradling your bump
- The bags under your eyes
- “Look, mami, we can get some prem clothes. You don’t need to worry.”
- “It’s not just the clothes, Angel. We don’t have a change table, I haven’t even found a doula yet, I need to sign up for lactation classes, we do-“
- Angel interrupts you
- “Why do you need lactation classes?”
- You scrunch up your face
- “I’ve never had a baby before, I don’t know how to breastfeed! I want to be prepared.”
- “Don’t you just push it out?”
- Is he serious
- “How? How would I push it out?”
- “Shit I dunno,”
- He hunches his shoulders and pushes his chest forward
- “Like this.”
- “Jesus Christ.” You shake your head.
- And maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones
- Or the fact that you’re dating a buffoon
- But tears start welling in your eyes
- Angel notices straight away and he kneels in front of you
- His ringed fingers covering yours as they run over your belly
- “What’s wrong, mi vida?”
- And you tell him
- You tell him you’re scared. Scared of all the things to come
- Cause what if you can’t do this? What if you’re a bad mother?
- Angel watches you in disbelief
- He had been so busy worrying about being a father
- The constant threat of being inadequate at the forefront of his mind
- He had no idea that his own fears mirrored yours
- Because of course you can do this
- “Mama, you’re gonna be amazing. Shit you’re already amazing. Look at this room. All the shit you have for this baby? He doesn’t need it. Especially them shoes. You think he’s gonna walk outta that pussy? Naw. He doesn’t need any of that. He’s got you. You’re all he needs”
- “She.”
- It’s Angels turn to roll his eyes
- “Look I dunno what the fuck I’m doing. I don’t know anything about babies. I don’t know how to be good. But you?”
- “Querida, you’re nothing but good. I been spending all this time thinking I’m not gonna be good enough for this kid. But I know no matter how much I fuck up, this kids gonna be fine. He’s not gonna be a fuck up cause he’s got you.”
- You’re crying, and it’s definitely not the hormones
- You pull him to you and kiss him softly
- “Thank you, Angel.”
- He shrugs and kisses your belly before sitting between your legs
- His head resting on your thigh
- Your fingers running through his hair
- “Hey ma?”
- “Yeah?”
- ….
- “What the fuck is a doula?”
