AN: This one came from me haha I felt like writing it so I hope you like it!

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"Don't you touch me." His wife hissed, bending over while holding to the bed, giving him a mean look that stopped Gray on his tracks when he was on his way to massage her lower back like he had been doing. "You touch me and Juvia will drown you."

Gray loved his wife, loved her more than anything in the world, but he didn't like her at all while she was in labor.

At first, she was fine, handling the pain but as things progressed, she had been losing her temper and finally snapping at him. Juvia had never, since their first fight, been mean or treated him bad – aside their fight because of Invel but even then, it didn't count.

He could understand why she was so pissed off: she had been in labor for eighteen hours and he would've snapped a long time ago, but his sweet wife turning into a glaring monster was awful. Seeing her in pain wasn't helping either.

"I guess the time is coming." The doctor, a middle-aged woman said, kindly and tried to touch Juvia, but the blunette shook her head and the nurse stopped.

"No one touches me right now." Juvia said between gritted teeth, groaning when another contraction hit her. The sound of pure pain made Gray's stomach turn. He hated seeing her in pain.

"Alright, dear." The nurse said when Juvia was panting. "The contractions are getting closer, it's almost time. You have to lie down now."

"No. No, no." Juvia whined. "I'm fine here. It hurts less. Please."

"Juvia, listen to her." Gray said, nervous. God, why did he agree when she told him she wanted a baby? He wasn't ready to see her go through that pain. "You need to lie down." Juvia glared.

"Come on." The nurse waved so Gray joined her into helping and after some maneuver, Juvia lied down on the bed. "Here we go. I will examine you now." She looked between Juvia's legs and Gray hovered over the nurse until she looked up to Juvia, smiling. "Well, you are ready to push and the little one wants to see the world, I bet."

Juvia's eyes widened and she looked at Gray, who was also wide-eyed, before she looked back at the nurse. "Is... is it gonna happen now?"

"Finally, huh?" She chuckled. "When the next pain hits, you can push."

"Oh." Juvia breathed and then looked in Gray's direction, offering her hand so he assumed it was fine to touch her from that moment on. "Gray-sama." She was clearly panicking a little so he grabbed her hand and kissed it. "It's... it's happening now."

"I know." He told her.

"I'm scared." Juvia whispered.

"I'm scared too." Gray confessed. "But we will get our son with us soon, alright? Come on, Juvia. You've been brave, have been giving me grief and nasty looks for hours and now it's finally time." He kissed her hand again, smiling when she managed to laugh quietly.

"Oh, here it comes." Juvia moaned in pain and squeezed his hand – it hurt like a bitch, but it was a small price to pay to let her know he was there.

Gray couldn't say how long she pushed and pushed, crushing his hand with hers while he told her she was doing great. And time definitively stopped when Juvia pushed one last time and then the cries of a newborn echoed through the room.

It was amazing how just a few seconds could last almost an eternity.

"It's a boy." The doctor declared, holding the baby so they could see – the baby was a mess of a white goo and some blood, he was screaming, angry because all he ever knew changed drastically but Gray couldn't take his eyes off him. "With very good lungs." She chuckled and put the baby on Juvia's chest.

"Oh." Juvia let go of his hand, both going to hold their child close to her. She was still breathing with difficulty, especially when she started to cry. "Oh, you are here." She caressed the baby's back, which seemed to calm him down from the wild screaming to whimpers. "You are so perfect." He could see the baby more clearly than she did – Gray doubted she saw the baby properly yet – but she wasn't mistaken: he was perfect. A bunch of black hair on top of his head and a bit wrinkled, small fingers, all dirty up but absolutely perfect. Juvia looked at him, crying and so happy. "He is here"

"He is." Gray nodded, kissing his wife's forehead. "He sure is."

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Even after three hours seeing his son in his arms, Gray still couldn't believe he helped create him. Gray hoped his son inherited Juvia's blue eyes, as it appeared Gray had provided the dominant genetics.

"You will be trouble as you grow up, won't you?" Gray whispered, one of Gris' hands on his and it was so tiny. All about Gris was tiny, fragile and perfect. Gray was currently fascinated with how tiny Gris' nails were and he examined each finger. "You made your mother very scary while you were being born. She is scary, you'll learn, but never to me. I'm special. I guess you are too, so let's see." He stared, bewitched when Gris yawned. Gray never knew love like that. He loved his wife, he'd die for her (he did, a couple of times, really) but what he was feeling for his son, was so much more. "I can tell you will drive us crazy."

"Please, don't say it like it's a prophecy." He heard his wife's voice and looked up, seeing her finally awake – she had taken a well-deserved nap.

"I don't think we will have much of a choice." Gray snorted softly. "Do you want me to give him to you?"

Juvia nodded. "Juvia thinks it's time to feed him again."

"How do you know? He's quiet." Gray got up slowly so not to bother their son.

She snorted softly. "My breasts feel as they are going to explode."

"Oh. Yeah, that sounds reasonable." Gray raised his eyebrows and put the baby in her arms. Seeing her with their son in her arms and the beautiful smile on her lips were about the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

"Hello, my love." She kissed the baby's forehead but he hardly moved. "Still tired, I see. Today was rather eventful."

"That's an understatement." It was Gray's turn to snort. "I hope he enjoys being an only child. There's no way I'm putting you through that pain again."

"Oh, we are not having just one baby." Juvia cooed at Gris and didn't even bothered looking up, preparing herself to feed their son like she was taught by the nurses a couple of hours before. "In a couple of years we are going to try for a girl." Juvia wrinkled her nose when the baby latched on her breast, still not used to the feeling. "You will want a little sister, won't you?"

Gray couldn't believe his ears. "Have you already forgotten the pain you were just a few hours ago? I didn't."

"Oh hell no." Juvia finally looked up. "That was awful and Juvia will never forget it. But it was worth it." She smiled at her husband and then down to the baby. "Look at him; he was so worth it." Gray couldn't help but to agree, touching the little boy's tiny hand. "Can we talk about this in about a year or so after we enjoy our little boy?"

"Yeah." Gray agreed. "I'll still say no."

"Please." Juvia rolled her eyes. "You will absolutely melt if we have a little girl. You know you will. Don't worry Juvia is tough, she can take labor."

"You are not the one receiving the mean glares." He mumbled. "I'm not used to that."

The Water Mage giggled. "Juvia promises to keep the mean glaring only to when having a baby."

"Thank god."

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AN: I know this might sound very OOC but if you are in labor for eighteen hours, you are bound to yell at people to leave you alone and give them mean stares. I think Juvia's entitled to it, she returned to her sweet self once it was over. :)

07/28/2017 ~ BonneyQ