Requested by Incredibly_Rue

     Sorry if it's not like requested, I tried searching for the request comment but it was lost in the sea of comments and other requests ;w;

     Having to deal with pregnancy was hard, but having to deal with pregnancy when your partner couldn't be present all the time, was harder.

     When you got pregnant Hashirama made sure to be there for you as much as he could. Coming out of your shared bedroom, you yawned, still not completely woken up from your nightly slumber. 

     Your servants made you oatmeal with fruit and a cup of coffee to eat for breakfast. Thanking them, you dug your spoon into the bowl, you couldn't get yourself to have a bite. Your stomach feeling somehow heavy. It wasn't like the morning nausea you had in the first trimester, it was just a bad feeling as if someone was squeezing your stomach.

     You at least drank the coffee as you sat down on one of the many leather sofas in the lounge. You caressed your baby bump out of habit, it was almost like a routine, every morning when you and Hashirama woke up, he'd always caress your belly.

     Sipping on your coffee, you felt a sharp kick to your ribs and stomach, spilling the coffee all over your clothes. You shrugged your eyebrows, mouth wide open as you tried to hold back your tears from the sharp and tingling pain.

     "I've been carrying you for over 5 months and this is how you repay me with your first kick?" saying playfully to your baby even though you knew it can't hear you, you couldn't help but smile at the precious feeling of your baby kicking even though it was painful.

     You asked a maid if whether or not your husband was home, luckily he was, and he brought with him a friend. Making your way towards the hallway, you listened to the man talking about his next week's schedule.

     Snickering at some of the sarcastic remarks your husband's friend made, you greeted both Madara and Hashirama, and instinctively his hand went to rub your belly as you led both men to the lounge area. His strong arms kept you close and wrapping around your baby bump protectively as you snuggled yourself in his lap. It was as if your baby reacted to the feeling of his dad's hands when you felt the same weird twitched and tumbles. Shrugging your eyebrows at the weird feelings you supposed was the baby kicking, you lightly bent forward, your fingers circling over your bump, occasionally poking it to get another reaction from the baby.

     "Is something wrong, (Y/n)?" asked your husband, catching the attention of Madars, who stopped in his conversation, instead of diverting his attention to you.

     "I think our baby moved..." as soon as the words escaped your mouth, Madara jumped out from his seat, coming over to you and immediately placing his hands on your belly out of curiosity, leaving you and Hashirama speechless as the men tried to feel your baby.

     "Get your hands off my wife's bump, you're irrelevant right now. Her dad should be the first one to feel her kick, her uncle is further in the line. Make your own child."

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