Teen Wolf Mpreg *completed*

Starrish.❤

Stiles wakes up ravenous; he needed to fill his stomach with food, like immediately.
"Hey Jordan?" Stiles shoves the man next to him.
"Mmh?" Jordan mumbled.
"Baby is really hungry." Stiles asserted.
"Is that so? Are you making papa hungry?" Jordan asked, reaching his hand behind him to pat Stiles bump.
"Baby says yes." Assured Stiles.
Jordan chuckled "Of course baby did. Anything specific baby wants? Or what do you want Stiles?"
"Anything Jordan, all I know is that I want food!"
"Well then, how about we go get breakfast? Or well..how about me cooking as you sit there?"
"I can help too!" Stiles protested.
"It was an option, of course you can help me. Now come along preggers."
Stiles rubs his bump "We are right behind you, after we pee."

Jordan was downstairs beating the eggs when Stiles joined him.
"I was looking at the calendar upstairs Jordan." Stiles says.
Jordan looks away from the eggs, to Stiles "Oh yeah?"
Stiles nods. "Do you know what today is?"
"What?" Jordan asked.
"Today I am officially 13 weeks today."
Jordan stopped beating "Are you serious? You are officially in the second trimester."
Stiles looks down at his growing bump.
"We are out of the danger part of your pregnancy." Jordan breathed, walking over to Stiles.
Jordan rubs Stiles bump, "We are actually having a baby. It is in your belly Stiles."
Stiles puts his hand on top of Jordan's.

It has been two weeks since Stiles entered his second trimester, and he was feeling fabulous!
He beat his morning sickness, and now was trying to consume everything in sight.
Jordan tries to remember what Stiles is craving so he can always have his cravings stocked.
Stiles appreciated his efforts.

"Do we have pickles!" Stiles asked.
"No, we do not!" Answered Jordan.
"Well, why not Jordan?" Stiles wept, coming over to Jordan.
Jordan sees the tears "Do you want pickles?"
"Yes! Obviously!" Cried Stiles.
"Do you want to come with me?" Jordan offers.
"You want me to come? Even after I was just mean to you?" Stiles sniffles.
"Course I do, get shoes on. And then we can go okay."
Stiles nods, running off to collect his shoes.

Jordan taped his head "Craving pickles." He says.
"Are we ready Jordan?" Stiles returned.
"Absolutely, come on, off to get some pickles."
Stiles tugs on Jordan's hand "Thanks for being so supportive."
Jordan kisses Stiles forehead "Absolutely I will be supportive to you Stiles."

Stiles was munching on his newly purchased pickles as they were waiting in traffic.
"No way...whoa, Jordan!" Stiles gasped.
"What? What is wrong!" Jordan panicked.
"The baby."
"What is wrong with the baby! Do you need to go to the hospital!"
Stiles shakes his head "No, no. I..I felt the baby move, whoa. That was...surreal."
Jordan puts his hand on Stiles belly, not expecting to feel anything.
"I am excited for you right now Stiles! I cannot wait until I can feel our little one."
"And you will Jordan, one day." Stiles smiled.
Jordan removes his hand.
Stiles kept his hands on his bump, smiling when he can still feel wiggles.
"Hi, my little one." Stiles whispered.

Stiles was going out on a date with Jordan today.
Jordan decided this was a very needed date.
And Stiles was absolutely thrilled, he loves going out on dates with Jordan.
Except for now;

"Jordan Parrish!" Yelled Stiles.
"Is it the baby!" Jordan asks.
"Yes, it is the baby Jordan." Stiles answered.
"Is the baby okay?" Jordan panted.
"Baby is fine."
"Then why did you holler at me?" Jordan asked.
"Because of this Jordan."
Stiles points down to his bump.
Jordan looks at the bump "I do not follow."
"My jeans. They no longer are fitting me Jordan." Stiles remarks.
Jordan looks at his bump, which now is a belly.
"You are showing more now, which I love!"
Jordan kneels by Stiles belly, "You are really making yourself present now. And I love that, and I love you!"
"Sweet as that was, that still does not fix my pants problem." Stiles says.
"How about we change our date? To new pants date?" Jordan offers.
"I like that name. And I like that idea, now only to find pants that fit."

Stiles was crying in the changing stall.
"Stiles, calm down." Jordan tried.
"Do not tell me to calm down Parrish!" Stiles challenged.
Jordan nods his head "Okay, sorry. Now, how can I help you?"
"I do not know! I feel fat, and my jeans are not fitting anymore! And now I want chicken wings!" Stiles sobbed.
Jordan cooed, pulling Stiles close into his chest "I am sorry that you are experiencing this. I can buy you all the chicken wings you want, and Stiles..you can run around without any pants on! Whatever makes you the most comfortable."
Stiles sniffled "How did I end up with someone like you Jordan? I am so lucky."
"I am the lucky one Stiles. Now, I picked out a couple pairs of jeans. Want to try them on?"
"Might as well Jordan."

"They fit, they fit!" Cheered Stiles, opening up the door.
Jordan laughed, walking into the stall with Stiles "Fantastic Stiles!"

Stiles, who is still wearing his new jeans, and munching on chicken wings, was in traffic with Jordan once again.
"Ooh, what?" Stiles gasped, dropping his children wing.
"You okay?" Jordan asked looking over.
"I think..the..the baby kicked!" Stiles proclaimed.
"No way! You..can I feel?" Jordan asked.
"Yes, yes! Feel this!" Stiles directs Jordan's hand to his belly, stopping when he feels the baby kicking.
"Feel that?" Stiles asked, looking up hopeful.
"I do! Wow, Stiles...wow."

"Do you want to know the gender of your baby?"
Stiles nods. Jordan takes a hold of his hand "Yes."
The doctor moves down, stopping when you can see the baby.
"Boy." She declared.
"A boy." Expressed Jordan.
"A boy." Stiles whispered.
"And his name will be Nathan Cole Parrish."

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