Y/N POV

I groaned as I reached, trying to pin the decoration to the edge of the wall. Still on my tiptoes, my arm just wasn't quite reaching.

   "Y/N, I got it. You need to sit down and relax." I heard behind me. I turned and saw Holland. I smiled thankfully and handed her the decoration, heading over to the couch as I sat down carefully.

   "Why are you decorating anyway?" She cried out as she easily pinned it up. "This is for you!"

   "I don't know." I exhaled, tired. "I just wanted to help."

   "Y/N, you aren't really in any condition to be doing anything at all." Holland scolded, making me roll my eyes.

    "Hol, I'm pregnant, not disabled." I scoffed.

   "Dylan would murder me if anything happened to you or the baby." She cracked a smile. "He feels bad enough he can't be here for this baby shower. Of his baby." She reminded me.

   "Tell me about it. He almost didn't go to filming." I sighed, as Holland sat next to me with a sympathetic smile.

    "He loves you, Y/N. He wants to be with you as much as you want him to." She nodded. I smiled and thanked her.

 
   "The party's here!" A shout rang through the house as I watched Posey, Hoechlin, Sprayberry, Shelley, and Arden barg in with huge smiles and even bigger wrapped boxes.

   "Hey you guys." I grinned, standing up as I hugged them, minding my melon sized stomach.

   "How's the little one?" Posey smiled, looking to my stomach. I grinned and gently placed my hand on the side.

   "Giving one hell of a kick-fest, I'll tell you that." I chuckled, feeling a small foot press against my palm. Posey lit up, his eyes widening.

   "Can I-?" He asked, gesturing to my hand. I nodded and replaced my hand with his, and almost instantly, he gasped.

   "Oh my god," He chuckled. "That's amazing."

   "Me next!" Shelley yelled, jogging over. Posey made room and let her hand take over.

   "That's so cute!" Shelley giggled, watching as the skin under her hand bumped whilst the baby kicked and pushed.

   Hoechlin and Sprayberry shrugged to themselves and joined in, smiling like the others as the felt the baby move.

   "Does it hurt?" Dylan asked, looking up to me. I shrugged.

   "The baby's just moving. It doesn't hurt me, just a bit uncomfortable." I laughed. He nodded.

    "Come on!" Arden waved, heading back to the doors. "We have to get the rest!"

   "Rest?!" I scoffed. "You guys just brought in enough! This is just one baby!"

  "Oh, no." Hoechlin shook his head. "These aren't from us. They're from Dylan. He told us to keep them until today, since he wasn't going to be here."

   My mouth hung open. "You don't bring presents to your own baby shower."

  Shelley shrugged. "Dylan felt bad for not being here."

  I rolled my eyes and mumbled "idiot" before watching as they filed out and brought in about 15 more boxes around the same size.

   "That boy. . ." Holland shook her head.

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  "Y/N, come on! Tell us the gender!" Arden whined. I laughed at their childness.

   "Nope! You'll have to wait until the reveal!" I smiled, walking towards the cupcake holder. Inside, held the colored cupcakes of the gender. Not that colors are or should be gender specific- but it's just a thing.

    "Oh, hurry up already!" Shelley laughed as I slowly walked to the tables I set it down, hands on the handle.

   "We can wait till later?" I teased. They all groaned, making me chuckle.

   "3-"

   "2-"

   "1!"

  I swung the top off revealing-

  
  The pink cupcakes.

"A little girl!" Holland squealed, clapping.

    "That's adorable!"

  "Congratulations!"

  "Thanks." I smiled, sitting down. "It was actually Dylan's idea."

  "Really?" Sprayberry inquired.

"Man, genius." Posey nodded. "So stealing it."

"Now, for presents." Hoechlin smiled. We all cheered and went into the living room, leaving the cupcakes to eat later.

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"Open mine first." Holland smiled, handing me a box wrapped in a cute paper.

  "Okay. . ." I smiled, grabbing it. I picked away at the wrapping, revealing a box, which I pulled open the top.

   I squealed when I peered in, pulling out the eight pairs small shoes.

   "They're adorable, Hol." I smiled. Holland did the same, leaning in as we hugged. I held her tight before letting go, and allowing Shelley to place a bag in my lap.

   "My turn." She grinned. I laughed and threw out the tissue paper stuffed inside, looking into the bag to see.

   "Shelley! These are so cute!" I laughed, pulling out the several tshirts."

   They all had a cute little saying, like "My mom is the bomb.com" and "Daddy's girl" and "O'Brien royalty".

  "Thank you so much, Shelley. These will most definitely be worn." I assured, making her laugh. I pulled her in for a hug and she followed, giving a small tight squeeze and letting go.

   "I call next!" Posey yelled out, tossing me a box. I shrieked as it flew towards me, but caught it.

   "God, Posey-" I shook my head, smiling as I opened the gift. He smiled as he watched me, making me confused.

  I finally got it open, and looked inside.

A calendar.

   "I-" I started, but Posey cut me off.

"Look inside!" He hurried. I chuckled and flipped it open, seeing Uncle Posey written on some of the days, through out the entire year.

   "What is this?" I laughed, confused entirely.

   "It's a schedule! Anytime you and Dyl need a little married time, I am free on those days to watch the little squirt." He smiled excitedly. I 'aw-d' and thanked him.

   "That's incredible. We will use this." I pointed at him, making him chuckle.

   "Me! And Sprayberry's too, actually." Hoechlin rolled his eyes, handing me a bag. Sprayberry groaned.

   "I didn't know what to get, okay." He grumbled, laughing through it. I waved it off and took the bag, pulling out more tissue paper.

  To see three recipe books. Named "Me, Him, and the mini-Us" , "Cooking for Three" , and "Babies Bites".

   "Just in case you and Dylan need it." Hoechlin smiled. I nodded.

 
   "Well- Dylan will use this, absolutely. He is the better cool between us." I laughed.

   "What?! Really?" Holland scoffed, joking. I nodded, totally serious.

   "The man doesn't speak his talents.  On the contrary, he is an amazing cook." I nodded, remembering our date night where he fully cooked the meal. Damn, those were good.

    "Now-" I breathed out. "Let's make a group effort in opening these boxes from the man himself."

   They laughed and grabbed their own box, or a couple, handing me some as well.

   "Ready?" Shelley smiled. "Go!"

  Everyone began ripping and opening, all to have the same look on their face at what was on the inside.

   "Y/N? What's yours?" Holland asked. I rolled my eyes and pulled out the sippy cup.

   "A Mets sippy cup. You?"

"Mets stuffed animal. Posey?"

   "Mets baby shirt. Shelley?"

"Mets comforter." She laughed. "Hoechlin?"

    "Mets baby dress. Sprayberry?"

  "A Mets tiara- what in the world?" He chucked, pulling out the shiny crown with confusion.

   "Oh my god," I laughed, shaking my head. "Did Dylan just buy baby Mets stuff?"

  "Pretty much."

   "Yeah."

  "I can't believe this boy!" Holland laughed. "This child is going to be so hypnotized by baseball until the age of 17!"

  "That's exactly what he wants." Posey smirked.

A ringing echoed, and I felt my pocket buzz. I pulled it out and rolled my eyes at the screen.

   "Speak of the devil-"

  I answered and put it up to my ear.

"Yes?"

   "Have you opened my boxes yet?" A rushed Dylan spoke. I hummed.

   "No, not yet. Why?"

"O-oh." He stammered. "Well, let me know when-"

     "Yes, we did." I interrupted. "Way to buy out an entire Mets apparel store."

   He laughed out loud. "I know! It's amazing!"

   "O'Brien, you are so lucky I love you." I smiled, shaking my head. Dylan chuckled softly.

    "Yes I am."

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A/N:: awwwwwwwwww low key/high key want this. a lot.

   you know- haV A CHILD WITH DYLAN

   lmao is this or is this not going to be him with a child????

   love you all and OH

   I HAVE FORGOTTEN A DUE DATE FOR THE CONTEST.

   IT IS THIS THURSDAY.

ALL SUBMISSIONS MUST BE IN BEFORE THURSDAY (((((:

  AND THE WINNER GETS TWO REQUESTED IMAGINES IN ANY OF THE IMAGINES BOOKS. YOU CAN HAVE TWO IN ONE BOOK OR ONE IN ONE BOOK AND ONE IN ANOTHER. ILY

     OKAY I LOVE YOU