Hey, can you write something about Christian and reader deciding to start trying for a baby because they feel ready for it even though they’re both really young and when they announce they’re expecting they get a lot of hate on social media and decide to tell everyone that the pregnancy was planned, thanks 💙
let's have a baby | christian pulisic
warnings: fluff! but there's a bit of hate on social media, bitter feelings, mentions of sex, nothing explicit
word count: 1923
notes: i finally managed to take some time off to write. college is killing me, but i will write all these imagines i promise xx WAS NOT REVIEWED
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That was one of those mornings you loved the most. It was the morning of the day after the night you and Christian had spent entirely together. It usually happened when he was away for a long time, traveling with Chelsea or the USM NT, he usually came back exhausted, but he always had energy to spend with you.
You would usually stay up all night rolling around on the mattress and killing each other's longing. Mornings were lazy enough to make you miss breakfast time.
You had woken up before Christian, but you didn't wake him up straight away, and you didn't even get out of bed. You were lazy and liked to watch while he slept, his curls messy, his bare chest heaving up and down, you spent some time doing that, not having the courage to wake him up.
You turned the other way and picked up your phone to check your morning notifications. It took a few seconds for you to feel his body behind yours, pinning you to the bed and filling your shoulder with kisses.
"Good morning, Chris!" You smiled against the mattress, and he replied in a lazy voice between kisses.
"Morning." He replied and continued kissing you. You had to give in and dropped your phone on the small table, lying back on the bed and letting Christian get on top of you. His lips deftly tracing a trail of kisses where they passed as his hands massaged the parts of your body he was touching you on. "What were you thinking when you woke up before me today?"
"Hm…" You ran your hand through his hair, tossing it back. "That we have the day to enjoy."
"I realised something." He said, bending down to give you another kiss that almost made you moan.
"What?"
"You don't think this house gets too empty when I'm away?"
You took only a few seconds to think. "Really? I do." The house you bought was big, spacious, comfortable, perfect for hosting family and friends, especially hosting the Pulisic family who came from the USA to visit England, but those gatherings didn't happen often. "Sometimes I think we live in a place that is too big for just the two of us. But is that a problem?"
"Not necessarily a problem, but I thought of solutions: we could move or…" Christian purposely let the sentence die at the end. He had been wanting to have that conversation with you for a while, and that moment seemed perfect.
"Or?" You raised an eyebrow at him, suspicious if he really meant what you were thinking.
"You know…" He chuckled weakly, tucking his head into the curve of your neck.
"Is that what I'm thinking?" You asked discredited.
"Yes."
"Do you really want to have a baby, Christian?" Your nails slid gently down the back of his neck, and Christian lifted his face to look at you. You had touched on the subject of 'babies' before, but it was always something designed for the future, not something you were thinking about doing now.
"Yes, I do." He stared at you with dark brown eyes. "I've been thinking, why not?"
"I could give you a million reasons why not." You let out a chuckle.
"Like what? Are we too young? Are we not married yet? To me, those are all old-fashioned taboos. No one should tell us the right time to do things." His voice was calm and velvety, and he spoke while running the back of his hand over your face. You really wanted to have children with Christian one day, and his arguments at that moment were convincing you more and more that you had no reason to wait. But that still seemed a tiny bit crazy.
"God, what if it doesn't work out, Christian?"
"Why wouldn't it work out?" He left a kiss on her forehead. "We can plan for it. Things usually work out when you plan, right?"
"Right." You agreed, and your lips curved into a mischievous smile. "So, what would really be the first part of the plan?"
He smiled back at you. Christian held the back of your neck before kissing you, your whole body shivered under his and a huge arousal surged inside you.
"That's the fun part." He said, leaving his lips to kiss your neck and moving down to your collarbone. "If we fail at the first part of the plan, we can try again." You sighed, feeling his lips already on your sternum, moving down between the hollow of your breasts. "And again." His mouth was hot on your belly, and the friction of his beard sent vibrations down your lower body. "And again." The more Christian spoke, the more he moved his mouth down her body. "And again…"
When he reached your groin, you could only think that that was perhaps the most genius idea you two had ever had.
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"That's horrible!" You exclaimed, walking across the room from side to side.
"It's not horrible, Y/N." Christian spoke up, he was on the couch, starting to get worried that you would blow a hole in the living room floor from all the walking around.
Time passed, and you were a month pregnant and until that day, only your families and closest friends knew about the baby. You and Christian had finally decided to reveal the news to the world and unfortunately, it was not being very well received by the public on the internet. On both your post and Christian's the comments were the worst, disapproving of the decision you had made.
You sat on the couch next to him, upset. You didn't think you could be so judged for deciding to have a child with the person you loved most in the world. That wasn't fair.
"Yeah, it is, look at that." Christian had already read some of the bad comments on his own profile, but he grabbed your phone, and you hugged your knees, wanting to cry.
user 1: what were they thinking? putting a child into the world is a big responsibility
user 2: this is what happens when you don't use a condom
user 3: they are too young, they will not be able to look after a child
user 4: they are likely to leave the child in the hands of the parents
"Right, it's really awful." He sighed, annoyed. That affected Christian as much as it affected you. All his friends and family took the news well, in fact they loved it and couldn't wait for the baby to be born.
"Who the hell do they think to judge us?" You squirmed. Maybe it was the hormones, but you were angrier than usual. "We have everything under control, don't we?"
"Of course we do." He kissed your temple and slung his arm across your shoulder. You really had planned everything down to the smallest detail right up until the day of the birth. Everything was already scheduled and lined up with Christian's football schedule and your work commitments so that you would have a smooth pregnancy, and he could be there to help you at every possible moment.
Living in that bubble with Christian was wonderful. He treated you like you were made of porcelain, and sometimes you thought he was exaggerating, but it was really cute. As well as the many times he kept stroking your belly or lying on your stomach to try to hear something even though your baby was still the size of a bean. Having to burst that bubble sucked because now you were having to deal with the hate of social media. Would it always be like this now? Would you guys never be able to share anything on your networks again without getting those kinds of comments?
"They don't know shit. These little shits don't know shit!" You cursed angrily, and Christian let out a laugh.
"When did you get so foul-mouthed?" He kissed your cheek, but that didn't soften your expression.
"It's the pregnancy hormones, those comments bring out the worst side of me." Christian hugged you tighter, and it reminded you that he was the one bringing out the best side of you.
"We're going to be great parents, I'm sure of it. These people will swallow those words, you'll see." It was cute the way he tried to calm you down. The anger was always his, he was always calmer, even though he was being affected by the situation as much as you were.
"Why don't we make a statement?" You ask. "I know we don't owe anyone any satisfaction, we're not obliged to do this, but I wanted people to know that we're not irresponsible at all."
"I think that's a good idea, if it's going to make you feel better." He whispered.
"Let's not keep explaining our life all the time to these people, just a reminder that we're not idiots like them, and we use the precious time of our lives looking after them instead of making such nasty comments!" You exclaimed, and Christian can't help but let out a laugh at seeing you so angry and determined.
"Whatever you want to do, I'm with you, baby." Christian intertwined his hand in yours and for the first time since the announcement, you managed to smile.
His idea was for you and him to do a livestream on Instagram, something quick but enlightening. You went into the bedroom to get ready and look a little more presentable, and when Christian opened the live on IG, it took seconds for thousands of people to walk in.
You appeared next to Christian as he began to speak. "Hey guys, I'm here with Y/N, say hi baby."
"Hi." You tried to present sympathy and smiled even though you were still shaken, and Christian continued
"I believe you all have seen our latest announcement about our baby." he looked down at your belly and hugged your waist with one of his arms. You were standing while Christian was sitting, and your hands massaged his shoulders. "And we wanted to reassure you by saying that everything is fine."
"We have received several comments, some very concerned, others just interested in making vicious attacks on us. So we have come here to make it clear that Christian and I don't do anything without thinking things through very carefully. Our baby is a completely planned pregnancy and not an accident as most thought, we love each other, we have the support of all our family, and although we are a bit young, we are already conscious adults. We have a large and wonderful support network willing to help us with everything. We had the desire to have a baby, and we achieved it. I guess there is nothing more to say now, just that we are very happy with our decision and that everything has been meticulously calculated. We would be grateful if you could be a little kinder and just celebrate this moment with us."
You felt a relief and huge when you finished speaking and now, yes, it felt like you were going to be able to enjoy the rest of your pregnancy in peace.
"I think my girlfriend has said it all." Christian smiled, and you smiled back at him, completely ignoring the chat comments. Whether they were positive or negative. "That's it, thank you all for your attention."
He switched off his phone and set it aside, pulling you onto his lap. "You feel better, Y/N?"
"You have no idea." You laughed weakly and hugged him by the back of the neck before kissing him.
"When our baby is born, I think I know the next thing we can plan." He said, smoothing your belly, and you looked at him curiously.
"Which one?"
"Our wedding."
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Imma be honest guys, I used to be an Assistant Youth/Kid Pastor in my Church, it's uhm an experience, I don't think my Church at that time was ready for my Unhinged and Chaotic energy in its Purest Christian Form
One time, I think we were preaching David and Goliath story for the umpteenth, I got really Tired and was so bored of telling Kids how David sling his Stone and killed Goliath, so when the Youth Pastor left to go to the Toliet, I stepped out and look Dead into the Kid Audience and was like, "You know what happened to Goliath?"
The kids:
Yeah he got knocked out! *boxing sounds*
Me, Manically Laughing:
NO....Goliath got Killed
The Kids:
Wait what? *atmosphere change*
Me, Crazed eyes ready to destroy Children's Pristine and Innocent Vision of the Bible:
Turn your Page to 1 Samuel, Chapter 17, verse 50
David ran and stood over him. He took hold of the Philistine’s sword and drew it from the sheath. After he killed him, he cut off his head with the sword.
The Kids were Shocked because well the church gave them Regular Bibles not Children's Bible, so they saw the difference immediately.
Me:
I WANT YOU TO CONSIDER THAT GOLIATH WAS PROBABLY 9 FEET TALL, HE WON'T BE GIVEN A REGULAR SWORD MORE LIKE THE STANDARD SWORD TO ACCOMMODATE HIS SIZE AND STRENGTH WOULD HAVE BEEN A GIANT PHILISTINE VERSION OF AN ODACHI OR ZWEIHÄNDER
*shows a picture of an Odachi and a Zweihänder, Kids still shocked*
David has to be REAL HECKEN STRONG TO WIELD SUCH A WEAPON TO CUT OFF A HEAD OF 9 FOOT TALL MUSCLE BOI.The Fact, God only asked him Swing the Stones was just an act of Confidence that you could do anything if you try hard enough that in led gave David enough Confidence to reveal what hidden Strength he has to wield such an absolute unit of a Weapon.
David Wrestled Lions, Remember that, he always had that strength, he just need confidence and God gave him that.
The Kids just finally understood the meaning of this Chaotic massage, the Children's worldview was shattered, I was left off by the people of the youth Ministry for breaking Childhood Dreams and being Inappropriate somehow but I also strengthened their Faith in God at the same time so I was respected by the Younger portions of the Youths.
So I am a very Unhinged Youth Minister, would you like to hear anymore stories?
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