The Outsider Preferences and Imagines (Closed)

He Gets Protective When You're Pregnant

Dallas
Dallas usually wasn't incredibly protective which you were more than with fine with, but as you got bigger he got a little bit more worried about you.
The guys were at your new house for the first time since you've completely unpacked, the guys were sitting at the table playing what else but poker?
"Soda, I can see the damn card in your shoe!" Steve yells.
"No you can't," he argued but Pony leaned down and pulled an ace out from his sneaker and held it up, "no idea how that got there."
The whole table laughed at that. You bring a beer for each of them.
"Thanks babe," Dally smiles as you lean down to kiss him. You nod,
"Suck it kids!" Steve shouted after throwing out the perfect hand. The guys got a little rough not really believing him and he swept his winnings from the middle of the table. The table shook a little and Two stood up who was right next to you.
"Jesus! God careful! Hurt her an ill kill all of you with my bare hands!" Dal shouts standing up and putting his hands on your growing stomach. The guys looked shocked at first  then couldn't help but laugh. Dallas just rolled his eyes and you couldn't help but kiss him.
Two-Bit
A week ago you had found out you were pregnant and Two was already protective, he wouldn't let you do anything. He was gone though with the guys for the next hour, you took advantage of that hour doing everything you needed to do before he got home.
You drop off the basket of laundry in your room before grabbing a can of soda from the fridge. You pop it open and take a sip sitting at the table looking at the news from this week.
"Y/N?!" You hear your husband yell as he runs to you taking the can away from you.
"What?" You ask confused.
"Water! Not anything that could hurt the baby." He says starting to pour out the remains in the sink.
"Two, I can have a little caffeine." You giggle kissing his cheek.
"I just don't want either of you to get hurt."
"I promise I'm fine."
He flips the can back on its right side and sat it on the counter. All you can do is laugh and he just smiles kissing your cheek,
Ponyboy
You and Ponyboy had just moved into a new house to accommodate your growing family. You and Pony had moved in about a week ago and still didn't have everything unpacked. You open the box of books and start to unpack the books and set them on the shelf. Pony was in the nursery. You go to take another stack of books out but didn't realize how heavy they were and ended dropping them with a crash. Pony came running in panicked.
"What happened? Are you okay?" He asks kneeling beside you. You can't help but laugh at yourself.
"I'm fine Pony." You giggle.
"I got this, go lay down." He smiles.
"Pony I can do this." You reply resting a hand on the top of your growing belly.
"I know but I'd feel better knowing you and the baby are safe laying bed." He takes your hand helping you stand and leading you to the bedroom. He sits you on the bed, and you pout.
"I'll bring you your book." He says offers leaving and coming back with the current book you were reading. He leans down kissing your forehead.
"Fine." You playfully roll your eyes and lay down covering yourself with a blanket. He kisses your forehead again and rubs your leg before returning to the nursery.
Johnny
"Hey Johnny." You smile as he puts down his paint roller and you put your hands around his chest from behind. He takes your hands under his bigger ones.
"Hello sweetheart." He says kissing your hand.
"It looks great," you smile admiring the jungle green he had painted for your coming baby.
"Thanks." He says turning around to kiss you.
"I can help." You smile.
"No,"
"Why?"
"You're pregnant, I can do this I don't want you hurting yourself." He says cupping your face with his hands.
"I can still paint a wall, or the crib. Im pregnant not disabled," you giggle.
"I know but I just worry and there's no way I'm letting you paint, I'll get you when I'm done okay sweetheart?" He asks,
"Yeah I guess." You groan as he leans down to kiss your lips and right above your belly button. "I think the baby agreed with me." You giggle feeling the baby kick.
"No, they're just happy that your not painting and saying "thanks daddy."" He smiles feeling your child move. You playfully roll your eyes before turning around to go back to the living room.
Sodapop
You and Soda were at Darry's thirteen year old daughters volleyball game. You hadn't been doing much since you were eight months pregnant but you wanted to go, Even Though Soda spent the last few days trying to convince you not to, you were gonna go anyways. Soda takes your hand and you wave to Darry and his wife who were sitting in the middle of the bleachers. Soda takes the first step up then helps you up, you start to go up higher to sit next to them when Soda stops you.
"We don't have to sit by them, let's sit lower. This is high enough." He says pulling on your hand.
"Soda I'm not going to go into labor because I'm a few feet up higher." You giggle kissing his cheek before he sighs and just helps you up even though you didn't need it. When the game was going on Soda was worried that the ball was going to somehow get this high and hit you, every time the ball was served he had his hands on your stomach and you just found it amusing and so did Darry.
"Protective much?" Darry chuckles.
"Shut up." Soda laughs.
Darry
Darry had finally gone to work so you spent the day doing work around the house considering he barley let you go to the bathroom alone anymore. You take the laundry basket and set it in your bedroom on the bed an unloaded all of the clothes before going to the kitchen to start dinner, you figured Darry deserved a dinner. You rest a hand on the bottom of your stomach grabbing the chicken from the fridge and opening it. Laying it on the fry pan you start to make salad, you didn't hear Darry come in. When he saw you cooking he swept you off your feet and laid you on the couch.
"What are you doing?" He asks panic in his eyes.
"Making dinner like I usually do."
"When you weren't pregnant, don't scare me like that." He says rubbing your thigh with his hand, "I can make dinner you just relax." He adds kissing your forehead.
"Darry, I can still make dinner."
"No, what if you accidentally burnt yourself or got hurt?"
"I'm pretty sure I still know how a kitchen works still." You giggle.
Steve
Even though Steve was reluctant to let you help clean you still did it. You bend down dusting off a shelf with pictures on it when you got a cramp in your leg making you flinch and twitch because the baby had hit a nerve. Steve was right next to you in seconds.
"What happened? Are you going into labor do I need to call the hospital?" He asks kneeling beside you.
"Steve sweetheart I'm fine the baby just hit a nerve and made me flinch." You giggle standing upright again to kiss his cheek.
"I know you love a clean house and everything but the baby could he here any time and I don't want anything to trigger labor."
"Steve I still have two months until my due date." You giggle.
"Still, please just sit down, I got this." He says leading you to the couch. You sit down and cross your legs.
"Steve-"
"No, no, just sit, I'll bring you a drink, here's the remote, I love you y/N," he adds kissing your forehead before going to get you some water. When he came back you couldn't help but laugh at how protective he was over you.
"Love you to babe." You giggle kissing him.