#her leg never really recovered and now requires the aid of a walking stick

[marvxlousqueen]

So Fucking Sore- Bucky x Loki x Reader

i have returned from the dead to deliver this smut for my friend’s birthday LMAOO anyways for this let’s just pretend tony killed thanos in endgame and brought back nat and gamora and nobody died haha yes anyways bucky is a simp in this tbh (and i’ve never written for loki so forgive me if it’s bad LMAOO)

anyways happy bday bestie (don’t wanna expose ur name on here lol) love u <3

word count: 3.5k

The Avengers compound was more full than it had ever been. Finally, every floor was filled, every guest room taken, some sleeping bags even rolled onto the floor. Tony hadn’t planned to host the entirety of the avengers force, some odd one thousand people. After defeating Thanos and fixing the time lines, Tony felt as though they deserved a break and a celebration. Although most people were still recovering and wouldn’t stay for long at the party, he figured laughter is the best medicine- that, and he always loved an occasion to show off his hosting skills. 

Tony’s invitation even extended to the staff at the compound, which is how (Y/n) found herself holding a rsvp letter, trying to decide which box to check off. 

“Yes [   ]  (+1)   No [    ]”

She fumbled with the letter, pen getting heavy in her hand. She was seated in her office, taking her lunch break in between helping some of the injured Wakandan soldiers. Being an on-site nurse, of course she had had encounters with the team, but nothing like this party would be. 

Would it be embarrassing if I didn’t have a plus one, she thought

She was interrupted by a knock at her door. “Come in,” she said without looking up. 

The door slowly opened and Bucky entered, small smile on his face. 

“Hey.. just figured I’d bring you some snacks. Figure you must be real busy in the infirmary.”

He set a plate of strawberries on the table with a bottle of water, metal arm extending towards her. (Y/n) could briefly see her reflection in the shine of the vibranium. She lost herself for a moment, examining his arm.

“(Y/n)?” 

“What- oh yeah! Super busy. Thanks, Buck,” she gave him a smile, cheeks burning.

They had always had some sort of chemistry, but she just couldn’t quite get a read on it enough to make a move. Ever since reconnecting with Steve, Bucky had gotten back into his old ways. Still a giant flirt, just maybe a little more shy than in the 40s. He loved to toss some pick up lines around whenever he wound up in the infirmary (which was a little too often), so (Y/n) couldn’t figure out if he really liked her or was flirty with everyone. 

“What’s that you got there?” He motioned to the rsvp letter on her desk, still unanswered.

“Oh, invitation to Tony’s party thing this weekend. Think he’s trying to get a head count for seats and food. Don’t think I’m going to go, though.”

Bucky pulled up a chair to her desk, “Why wouldn’t you go? You should be celebrating too, I mean- half of us wouldn’t be in this good of a condition without your healing hands.”

His lips pulled into a smirk as he saw her smile shyly. He loved how we could always make her melt at the slightest compliement.

“I think it might be a little embarrassing to show up without a plus one.. I don’t know, it’s probably stupid, but it seems like everyone has someone, you know?”

(Y/n) shrugged, not sure how else to explain her thoughts.

Bucky nodded, running a hand through his hair, “So- what, you’re waiting for someone to ask you?” 

“I- No, but it would be nice, I guess.”

Bucky felt his face heat up. Here’s my chance, he thought. A chance to get some real action because I’ve been out of it for too fucking long. 

(Y/n) looked up at him, waiting for a response. When nothing came, she pushed through her nerves. “You don’t have a date, do you?”

His eyes snapped up to hers, wide with worry. “I-uh-no. D-don’t need one. Just a party, you know? Kinda stupid to get a date for a party like this.”

“Oh- yeah, totally,” (Y/n) stumbled over her words, facing burning with embarrassment. Did he call me stupid? Well, I guess that answers my questions- he is definitely NOT into me. 

 Bucky almost slapped himself after seeing the way (Y/n)’s face dropped. THAT CAME OUT WRONG THAT CAME OUT WRONG THAT CAME OUT WRONG!! He meant to come off as relaxed and nonchalant like he used to be, but instead he sounded like a dick. 

Before he could get an apology out, another knock was heard from her office door. “C-come in!”

Steve opened the door, “Hey- oh hey buck,” Bucky awkwardly waved at him, still busy screaming at himself, “anyways, (Y/n)- Thor’s got friends on the way and apparently they got a little scuffed up on the way from Norway, so you think you can head in and check on em?” 

“Yes! Totally! Uh- bye Bucky, I-I’ll see you.” She jumped out of her seat and rushed off down the hall, happy to get away from this tension with Bucky.

Steve watched her speed off down the hall before turning back to his old friend. “So.. how’s that going?”

Bucky sighed, “It’s not going at all. I think I accidently called her dumb? I don’t know- I kinda blacked out for a minute there.”

Steve patted him on the shoulder, “You’ll be fine. You got plenty of time to fix anything and make your move when you’re ready, all right?”

He understood how his friend was having some difficulties. While he was far more stable then he used to be, Bucky still had his moments and was working through them. Steve couldn’t be prouder. 

“I guess you’re right. As long as no other guy tries to scoop her up.”

--

(Y/n) entered the infirmary, breathing hard from the speed walk she took to escape that awkwardness. Laying on two of the beds was a tall man with long black hair and some sort of creature with knives attached to it’s hands. 

“(Y/n)! My friends require your services!” Thor shouts, embracing her in a hug.

She laughs as he squeezes her tightly, “Of course! Now let me go so I can help-”

The man who was reclining on the first bed sat up, eyebrows raised. “You’re a healer?”

She looked towards him, noting his accent was similar to Thor’s, “Well- no. Not a healer, just a nurse, but I’ll do my best. With all this new tech it’ll be real easy to batch you up. What happened?”

Thor spoke up, “My dear friend here,” he motioned toward the creature with the blades for hands, “Miek- got into a argument with my dear brother and knives were thrown. Just minor stab wounds of course, but it would be nice for them to be healed before Stark’s feast.”

“Your brother?” She looked towards the man with black hair, who offered a smile. “You’re Loki?” 

“The trickster god indeed.”

Her face heated up, partially in fear and partially in awe. Before her was the man who constantly tried to rule Earth. “Are you-,” she turned to Thor, “is he allowed to be here?”

“Of course! He aided me in our fight against Thanos. He stands as an avenger now.” 

Loki rolled his eyes and began to spin a small knife he pulled from his boot.  (Y/n) nodded, still registering everything, “Well, uh , okay then. Where’s the stab wound?” 

Loki moved to lift his shirt. On his left side was a gash still dripping blood. (Y/n) took a deep breathe, forcing herself to focus on his wound and not the outline of his abs and the way sweat was dripping down.

“Oh- jesus christ, okay. Let me get some stuff.”

The creature on the other bed made a noise and (Y/n) realized he was injured too, a small blade sticking out of his leg. 

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” She ran to the other side to grab materials and begin patching them up. The process went like a blur. All she could feel was the way Loki’s body felt warm against hers, not like the cold she was expecting from his being a dark elf. His hand brushed against hers as he admired her handy work, eyes moving from her face to her form. Finally she was done and seated back in her office, yelling at herself for being so horny today for no goddamn reason. 

As she took a seat once again, she noticed the still blank rsvp card.

God-fucking-damn it

She still had a decision to make. As she went to check the “No [   ]” box, her door opened. Loki walked in and quickly made himself comfortable, sitting across from her. 

“I wish to thank you for the help.”

(Y/n) nodded, eyes wide, “Of course, yeah, anyth-”

“I also wish to invite you to Stark’s feast.”

She froze, mouth slightly open. I don’t even know this dude! And he’s killed a shit ton of people..

“Uh, well,” oh fuck it, “I would love that. Thanks.”

He smiled, “I’ll see you then, (Y/n).”

He left and closed the door behind him. She rushed to fill out the card and went to find Tony. Knowing him, he’d probably be down in his lab playing robots with Morgan. (Y/n) hopped in the elevator and headed towards the basement above the parking garage. It stopped around 3 floors down and the sign flashed “gym.” The doors opened and Bucky entered, sweaty from trying to workout and get rid of all these new feelings he’s having. He didn’t look up from his phone until the doors closed behind him. 

His eyes landed on hers, “O-oh hey! Hi.”

(Y/n) gave him a wave and looked down at her letter, rolling it up in her hands.

“You going to the party?”

“Yep.”

“That’s good! Really good! Because you really don’t need a date for stuff like this, we’re all friends, right?” Bucky was desperately trying to make up for what he had said earlier. 

“I have a date actually.”

His eyes widened, “What? Who?”

She turned and shrugged, “Just some guy I met, don’t think you would know him.”

A light went off in his head- she’s trying to make me jealous, isn’t she! She doesn’t have a date! She just wants me to make my move!

Bucky laughed and gave her a smirk, “You don’t have to lie to impress me, doll.”

She whipped around, “Excuse me? You don’t think I can get a date?”

His cheeks turned bright red, “W-what? No, you’re just trying to make me jealous.. right?”

Her jaw dropped, “You are so full of it.” 

The elevator dinged and (Y/n) exited into the basement, leaving Bucky’s head full of questions.

Did I just fuck up again, he thought. 

The next few days past fairly quickly. (Y/n) spent her time in the medical bay once again, dealing with minor injuries and organizing the first aid kits. The few highlights she did have was a quick lunch with Loki, which seemed very abnormal for him. He showed up in her office with, as he called it, “Midgardian Trash,” which was just a plate of different snack foods that Clint had recommended. They ate in a comfortable silence, sharing a few thoughts here and there, until he took his que to leave. (Y/n) walked him to the door and was surprised when he pressed a kiss to her cheek, making her face heat up.

“See you tomorrow, dear (Y/n).”

She stumbled out a response, making him laugh at her speechlessness. After work she rushed to prepare herself for Saturday night.

--

It was probably the biggest party upstate New York had ever seen. Completely catered, a professional band, everyone dressed up in their finest clothing. (Y/n) would’ve felt completely out of place if it wasn’t for Loki’s arm wrapped around her waist as they entered. He was dressed in a black suit with a dark green tie, constantly repping his main color. Time flew as they spun on the dance floor and drank a little too much, although alcohol didn’t seem to have much effect on him. Loki excused himself to the restroom as (Y/n) downed a glass of water to sober up. She felt someone sit next to her at the bar.

“Look, I’m not interested-”

“Are you crazy? Like- do you genuinely have a death wish?”

She looked beside her and was face to face with Bucky. It felt weird to see him so dressed up. She was used to the sweats and t-shirts, but she had to admit that he cleaned up nice. 

“What are you talking about?”

He glared at her, “Loki? Your date is LOKI. Steve filled me in, I know everything. He’s killed people, (Y/n)! A lot of them!”

“So have you.”

“I-” His voice faltered. “That’s different, you know it is. I’m just worried about you, that’s all.”

“Well don’t be. He’s actually a pretty good guy. And here he comes now.”

Loki appeared, tapping Bucky on the shoulder, “can I help you?”

“We were just talking.”

He laughed, “seems you would rather do much more than that.”

(Y/n)’s brows furrowed, ‘What does that mean?”

Bucky’s face turned red, “nothing! I guess I’ll leave you two alone now.” 

“Nonsense,” Loki pushed him back into the chair. “Tell the woman what you think of her. Perhaps it could work out for you, or for us both.”

“What!?”

(Y/n) was confused again, “What the fuck are you guys talking about?”

Loki looked her up and down, “don’t be a fool. He fancies you, as do I. I propose an agreement-”

“wait what,” she looked at Bucky, “you like me? Like- more than a friend?”

He looked down at the table, confused and frustrated about his feelings and about how this alien douchebag was making fun of him. He swallowed the lump in his throat and spoke up.

“Listen asshole-”

Loki rolled his eyes, “do you wish to mount the lady or no?”

(Y/n) choked on her water, “what the fuck-”

Bucky’s eyes felt like they would fall out of his head, but he responded instinctively, “yes, god yes.”

Butterflies went off in (Y/n)’s stomach, eyes locked onto Bucky’s face.

“Great. So do I. So we shall share her then? Tonight? What do you think?” 

Loki turned to (Y/n), who was in shock.

“I-what?”

“Tonight, the two of us, yes? In your chambers, perhaps.”

“I-uh, okay.”

Bucky licked his lips, “Okay?”

“Yes, I mean-fuck, why not. You are both.. wow.”

Loki laughed, “Great, but truly shocking how blind you mortals are to each other.” 

The three of them sat in a weird tension at the bar while waiting for Tony to give his toast. After about 10 minutes of emotional rambling, Tony finally raised his glass to the Avengers. (Y/n) downed her drink and looked to the two men sitting beside her. Locking eyes, they shared a common thought and all excused themselves one by one. They found their way into (Y/n)’s bedroom, where she made herself at home by throwing off the heels she had been wearing all night. 

“So-uh-”

Bucky cut off her rambling with a hot, open mouthed kiss pressed to her lips. His hands trailed down her sides and grabbed her ass. He pulled away, breathing hard. “You have no idea, how long I’ve wanted to do that.” 

He suddenly felt far more confident and began to strip off his suit, starting with the tie that had been choking him all night. Loki threw off his coat and pushed (Y/n) onto her bed. 

“I want you to kneel.” 

She stood up on her knees, face flushed, waiting for his next move. He slowly undid his pants and pulled out his cock. 

Well, yeah, he’s definitely packing

(Y/n) pressed a kiss to the tip before licking her way from the bottom back to the top. She took a deep breath and took him in her mouth as far as she could. Loki began to thrust, gripping her hair and pushing her forward, using her mouth as a fucktoy. (Y/n) opened her eyes to look up at him and noticed Bucky on the side, hand in his pants, eyes zeroed in on her mouth. She motioned for Bucky to strip, making him drop his pants and boxers, leaving him now completely exposed. His hand continued to pump his length, whimpers leaving his mouth. Loki noticed (Y/n)’s eye’s on Bucky and pulled away from her, leaving spit and precum dripping down her mouth.

“Take her.”

Bucky’s face flushed, embarrassed to be doing exactly what some other dude told him to. He walked towards the bed, cock standing proudly. 

“Is this okay?”

(Y/n) nodded yes, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him onto the bed with her. With Bucky underneath her, she lined up with his dick and sunk down onto it.

“Fuck! Jesus-fuck-”

(Y/n) couldn’t think for a moment, too distracted by how much he was stretching her. Bucky’s head was thrown up and his grip on her thighs tightened. He lifted his tips and bucked into her, making her gasp again.

Regaining her composure, (Y/n) began to roll her hips. As she rode him, Bucky sat up and his lips found their way to her neck, leaving marks up and down it. From the side of the bed, she could see Loki completely exposed now, hand running up and down his length as he watched them. He smirked as he caught her eye, making it more of a show. 

His hand moved faster before focusing on his tip. (Y/n)’s thoughts were broken from him as Bucky began to paw at her clit, rubbing it just the right way. Her hands went to his hair, pulling him close.

“God, so fucking-shit-so tight-”

Bucky’s voiced was strained, trying not to finish before her, but (Y/n) was making it difficult with how tight she was clamped around him. 

“Fuck-i’m so close, please!”

Bucky started thrusting up into her, “say my name-fuck”

“Bucky! Please!”

He rammed into her with a quick pace, hands groping her ass. (Y/n) a warmth growing in her, squeezing his dick even more. Finally, she reached her peak and exploded around him, dripping her juices down his dick. Bucky quickly flipped them over, putting one of her legs over his shoulder and started to pound into her. (Y/n) choked on her breath, completely overwhelmed from the overstimulation. Bucky’s thrusts began to stutter until he bucked one last time, going deep into her and exploding. He filled her up and slowly pulled out, seeing his cum dripping out of her.

“Holy shit.”

(Y/n) laughed, trying to catch her breath, “thanks, you too.”

“Quite the show, indeed.”

(Y/n) had almost forgot there was a whole other dude waiting to fuck her. Looking over, Loki’s cock was still standing tall, the tip burning red. 

He stood up and made his way to the bed, “On your hands and knees.”

His command made butterflies form in her stomach. (Y/n) turned over and got on her hands and knees. Loki entered her without warning, making her scream out in surprise. His hand came to her head, pushing her into the mattress. His pace picked up as he slammed into her.

“Jesus-fucking-god!”

Loki laughed through his heavy breathing, literally fucking her into the mattress.

“Let’s get something in that mouth, yes? Barnes-”

Bucky’s eyes moved from watching where Loki was connecting with (Y/n) to her mouth. “Sure-yeah, fuck yes.”

Bucky was thankful for his super soldier qualities because he was already up for round two. He got on the bed, dick facing (Y/n)’s mouth. She got back on her hands and kissed his tip before he pushed in. Bucky let (Y/n) control the pace although most times she was pushed on his dick by Loki’s hard thrusts. (Y/n) lost track of time as she getting literally fucking railed. Loki’s thrusts began to speed up and sweat was dripping down his godly body. 

(Y/n) felt the coil in her stomach tighten again, warmth spreading through out her, she was close, moaning around Bucky’s length. He pulled out of her mouth and began to jerk off, enjoying the show Loki and her were putting on. 

(Y/n) screamed as she reached her climax for the second time that night, eyes rolling to the back of her head, but Loki didn’t slow. He continued until one finally thrust, he pulled out and spilled onto her back, throwing his head back.

The noises (Y/n) was making made Bucky cum into his own hand before collapsing on the bed. 

(Y/n) dropped onto the bed, legs shaking. “Jesus- fuck.”

Bucky put a hand to her cheek, “you okay? We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

She shook her head, “No, just-fuck- I’m gonna be so fucking sore.”

[megalony]

Real

A short Ben Hardy imagine I came up with I hope everyone will like.

Warnings: Mentions of miscarriage.

@rogertaylorsbitontheside

Ben Hardy masterlist

Enjoy.

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Pressing a hand to her stomach (Y/n) let out a shuddering breath, her mind already putting the pieces together working out what was happening, the knowledge causing tears to fall past her lashes and graze over her features.

Not again.

Her knees pulled up to her stomach, a useless attempt to try and relieve the sharp stabs of pain beginning to pulse through her stomach as she pressed her head back into the pillows, trying to work out what to do. Waking the person lying beside her seemed to be her best option, but at the same time that would require giving an explination that she simply couldn't find herself to tell. To have to explain that the same thing was happening yet again would break both their hearts further than they already had been but there was no way that (Y/n) would be able to lie to him. It was something she had never been able to do and in essence, it was a good thing but that still didn't mean that it was always an easy task.

Moving her head to look to her left a rush of adrenaline burst through her chest at the knowledge she would have to wake him up and tell him what was happening at some point. Laying silently in wait was only going to make things worse rather than prolonging the inevitable.

Pushing the cover off of her frame that was quickly becoming suffocating, (Y/n) turned on her side, eyes snapping closed at the pain that was foreign but the feeling that was familiar. Muffling a groan she slowly swung her legs over the side of the bed, pushing herself up onto shaking legs that were close to breaking like match sticks. Forgetting that she wasn't alone in the room, a whimper mixing with a cry of pain scratching its way past her lips as she started hobbling to the door. Trying her best not to collapse, needing to get to the bathroom and away from the other person in the room so she didn't have to explain just yet. The anxiety of his response eating away at her, swallowing any idea of asking him for comfort or help.

Opening his eyes Ben waited a moment to adjust to the small streams of light escaping through the gap in the curtains casting a dim glow around the room enough to see without the aid of the light. His eyes narrowing at seeing (Y/n) slightly doubled over disappearing out of the room.

"Babe, are you alright?" He questioned worry flooding through him at the cry that had parted him from his dreaming state. Frowning when he didn't receive an answer, seeing that she didn't even stop to look back at him, she simply carried on walking out of sight. Glancing his eyes around in confusion Ben felt his heart sinking when he noticed the small patch of blood inked onto the light grey bedsheet. A small sigh escaped his lips as he ran a hand through his hair, pushing the curls from falling in his eyes.

Pushing the covers off himself he got to his feet, feeling his spine clicking to straighten itself out before he left the room in pursuit of (Y/n). Reaching the bathroom where he presumed she had gone Ben rasped his knuckles on the door, resting his head against the doorframe as he tried to wake himself up a bit more. He had been afraid of this happening, of their hopes being raised that this time it might just work only to find that what they had hoped for hadn't happened. Their attempts at having a child together hadn't been working so well, but this time they thought that maybe they were in with a chance. Now it seems that they had missed yet again.

"Sweetheart, it's alright... we can try again. Can I come in?" Ben's tone was gentle and smooth as if his voice was dipped in honey. A pleading tone to his words as he asked for her to open the door, not wanting to barge in without warning or upset her further.

Doubling over (Y/n) rested her head on her knees, her arms tightly pressed into her stomach that she was pulling in to try and stop the pain that felt like sharp thuds stabbing into her abdomen. Why was it hurting so much time this around? The first time she had felt a small amount of pain with a small bout of nausea and incredible sadness washing through her in tidal waves. The second time there was no pain, only a trip to the doctor to inform her that it was happening again when she had willed it not to. This time around it was so much worse. This time there was so much pain like a horrible, unusual kind of cramps that made her feel sick to her stomach.

"Why does it hurt so much?"

"What? Sweetheart let me in... what's happening?" Ben questioned, his tone becoming urgent as he pushed himself off of the doorframe, his hand grasping the handle to see if she had locked the door or not. Breathing in relief when the door opened instantly, revealing its secrets harboured inside. (Y/n) didn't realise she had spoken that out loud, her heart lurching into her chest at realising she hadn't locked the door behind her in her frenzy to sit down and try to relieve the pain. Her hand reaching out and plastering to the door trying with little effort and energy to stop Ben from coming inside. Their eyes meeting when he recovered from the shock of the door stopping momentarily when she pushed it before his energy outdid her feeble attempt to keep him out. Why didn't she want him to see her?

Lowering her arm (Y/n) pulled it back to her middle, moving her head so it was pressed back to her knees, eyes closing so she didn't have to witness the confused and hurt look on her husband's face. Hearing him close the door behind himself before she felt him kneeling in front of her, his hands resting on her thighs as he stared at her patiently waiting for her to look at him.

"Everything's alright." Ben whispered quietly, pressing a kiss to her knee as she slowly lifted her head to look at him. Tears drenching her features as her breaths came out laboured and ragged, trying to focus on his thumbs brushing across her thighs to take her mind from the pain. Watching as his head leaned to the side when she shook her head in disagreement, more tears falling from her lashes prompting Ben to reach up. His hand resting on the side of her face as he tried to brush away the tears that continued to fall from her eyes that were burning into his own. "Talk to me." There was a pleading to his voice as he begged to be told what was hurting so much, it couldn't simply be the emotions of the situation hurting her like this.

"It's happening again." Her voice came out strained and course as if her throat was made from sandpaper that was grating against her voice. Her saddened eyes watching as confusion flooded Ben's face before realisation dawned on him causing his body to shudder.

Ben shook his head sadly as he closed his eyes for a moment, resting his head on her knees as he rested both hands back to her thighs, holding her just that little bit tighter. He thought her sudden upset and pain was because their attempts at getting pregnant hadn't worked, that this was her period showing that what they wished to happen wasn't going to become a reality. Not that their attempts had worked but had been short-lived. His heart breaking at the knowledge that this was their third miscarriage in just over two years.

The first time it happened Ben hadn't been there. He had been working leaving her to go through that alone. He had felt more heartbroken at the fact that (Y/n) had gone through that without him or anyone else there to help, feeling broken at the fact that she didn't want to tell him at all what had happened but couldn't find it in herself to lie. When he'd asked what was wrong he didn't expect her to crumble to pieces, sobbing as she explained what she had gone through whilst he was out.

The second time it happened Ben had been there, she had confided in him what she thought had happened. Having been unsure because she hadn't felt ill or in any kind of pain but knew there shouldn't have been blood, leading him to take her to the doctor only to be told her suspicions were right and they had lost another life.

She hadn't told him this time that they had been expecting, but he saw it in her eyes that she had known before now.

(Y/n) just wanted to be sure. To know that everything was fine and would go smoothly before she told Ben the news that they had both wanted to hear. Now it seems that her suspicions and fears causing her to wait had been right, she had lost another life that hadn't even begun yet.

"Hey, hey sshh it's gonna be okay. I've got you." Ben cooed when she started to shake, her breathing picking up as the pain got worse. Leaning over he wrapped his arms around her properly as she rested her head on his shoulder, her body shuddering in his hold as a cry escaped her lips muffled by his shoulder. "I've got you." He repeated when the shaking dulled down, her muscles tensing before relaxing in the space of a second making Ben sigh quietly. It had happened.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Come on little girl." His words came out deathly quiet and muffled by (Y/n)'s hand which he was pressing against his lips. He knew he was probably jinxing things by insinuating that they were having a girl, but he couldn't help it, something kept telling him that they were having a girl. His eyes burning holes into the monitor placed across from him on the other side of the bed as he felt (Y/n)'s hand tightening around his own. Their fear mingling together as Ben leant on his leg forcefully to stop it jittering and bashing against the frame of the bed.

The waiting over the past few weeks that had built up to this moment was now making Ben feel sick to his stomach because all he wanted was for everything to work out this time. His eyes drifted down to (Y/n)'s stomach on a constant loop, not able to keep his focus on the monitor as he willed their little one to be okay. Now they were finally going to find out if everything was as it should be or if indeed they had lost another life and Ben didn't know if he really wanted the answer or not if it wasn't going to be the one he was hoping for.

The air became stuck in his throat as he almost choked, his eyes glancing over to (Y/n) before snapping right back to the monitor which was blaring out a rather steady heartbeat that was music to his ears. Pulling her hand tighter to his lips he kissed the back of her hand repeatedly, his other hand reaching out and delicately brushing over her stomach as if he were painting a canvas. A smile graced his lips for what felt like the first time in years as he allowed the tears to fall and grace his features. His breathing finally being able to even out as his heart calmed down to a more steady pace for the first time in just over twenty-four hours.

"They're okay, right?" Ben asked, his voice still a little uneven but calmer than he had previously been. There had been no signs to indicate that something had been or gone wrong before this moment, but Ben wanted to be sure. They had never reached this point the last three times, they'd never gotten to hear the heartbeat or see a picture of their child because they had left before the couple got the chance to see them. Now they had the chance it didn't seem real.

"She's perfectly healthy."