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Yuuri was used to the odd things that popped up throughout his pregnancy, the morning sickness, the three am cravings for a pork cutlet bowl.
But no matter how many books he read, no matter how many videos he watched (usually with much regret), he wasn't prepared for labor. Not in the least. Though it didn't start out horrible like he thought.
At first it was just mild contractions here and there, nothing he couldn't handle. They weren't even painful, just mildly uncomfortable if he sat a certain way. The baby's head being engaged in his pelvis didn't help either.
He had insisted on doing a few small errands close to home, picking up a few odds and ends he knew he'd likely need after the birth.
Viktor was nervous as well, though he wasn't hiding it as well as Yuuri and was quite clingy to the other, often holding Yuuri from behind, cradling his large bump and rubbing the taut skin as he felt the baby lazily kick.
As he went to the cash register, he paused, leaning heavily against the shopping cart as his eyes squeezed shut. He could feel another contraction build, and this time it was much more painful and intense. It had definitely caught him off guard.
"Yuuri?" Viktor asked, reaching to hold onto the other arm to keep him steady, "I'm okay-" he spoke quietly, voice wavering a bit as he gripped the handle to the shopping cart.
Viktor hummed in worry, brows knitted together, following closely behind Yuuri as Yuuri finally let go of the shopping cart and made it to the counter, hurriedly putting the items onto the conveyor belt.
After they checked out, Viktor had taken the bags, not wanting Yuuri to put any more strain on his body.
The two made the quick walk back to their apartment, and Yuuri visibly relaxed as they stepped inside. Slipping off his shoes, he padded off to the bathroom.
Viktor sets down the items on the coffee table, quickly following Yuuri, still quite worried about the others.
Pausing at the bathroom door, his face turned a bit red at the sight of a now naked Yuuri who was getting settled into the bath.
"Oh!" Yuuri grinned weakly, realizing Viktor had followed him.
"Are you okay?" Viktor asked, watching Yuuri sink down into the water a bit more, eyes closed.
"Mhm- I'm okay, I think my labor is just starting to pick up a bit more-" Yuuri explained, reaching out to offer his hand to Viktor.
As Viktor sat down, he immediately took a hold of the other hand, light kisses brushing against the knuckles.
"I love you so much-" Viktor muttered, reaching his free hand to place it on top of the other's belly, fingers rubbing against the stretched skin carefully.
Yuuri blinked a few times, shifting to partially lay on his side to relieve the pressure against his pelvis that seemed to be building with each passing minute.
"I love you too-" he spoke quietly, deeming it relaxing enough to feel just a bit sleepy.
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14 hours later, Yuuri was in the transition stage, he had been switching between laboring on the bed and laboring on the birthing ball.
Though at the moment he was resting on his hands and knees on the bed, groaning weakly as his eyes screwed shut. Another painful contraction ripping through his body, the breath almost knocked out of him as he let out a weak cry of pain.
Viktor had been in the next room over, gathering up the birth kit and towels he needed, but immediately rushed back into the room as he heard Yuuri.
Dropping the items on the bed, he knelt down in front of the other, carefully cradling the other's sweaty face in his hands. Worry was clear all over his face as he tried to figure out what was wrong with the other.
"Viktor.." he groaned weakly, "I need to push-" he whined, a hand settling between his legs, he could feel the bulge beginning to form at the base of his aching lips.
Viktor froze for a moment, unsure what to do, but he had quickly pushed down the panic he was feeling and sprung into action.
Allowing Yuuri to stay where he was, he began to place pads and towels down on the bed to catch any excess birthing fluids.
Meanwhile on his next contraction, Yuuri began to bare down, spreading his shaking legs slightly with a small groan. Hand still firmly placed between his legs, feeling the head move further down into the birth canal.
Viktor sat beside Yuuri, hand placed on the other's thigh as he rubbed soothing circles against the sweaty skin. It was a meager attempt to soothe the other, distract him even.
Suddenly moving, Yuuri had wrapped his arms around Viktors neck and shoulders, holding on tightly to keep himself upright as he pushed.
Viktor blinked a few times, not saying anything as he reached down to rub at the others' hips. Though his gaze cast down further as he heard Yuuri groan out loudly.
Eyes wide, he watched the head slowly begin to peak out, small droplets of blood and fluid staining the pads and towel beneath Yuuri.
"Ooh- it burns-" Yuuri moaned out, reaching to rub at his aching lips, they were strained, white with tension.
"Keep going Yuuri!" Viktor encouraged, reaching to cradle the crowning head before it popped out with a gush of fluids.
Yuuri yelled out in a bit of panic and pain, tears now rolling down his face as he panted heavily. Head pressed into Viktors shoulder with a small whimper. "Oh shit.. it hurts so bad!" Yuuri whined, trying to control his breathing.
"It's okay Yuuri, just breathe for me-" Viktor tried to coach, holding the small head in his hands. Tears welling up in his own eyes. He was holding their baby right in his hands!
"One more big push!" Viktor coached again, watching the baby turn, almost completely in his hands.
With the last bit of his strength, Yuuri had bared down again as the shoulders popped free and the small body shot out of his aching folds.
Letting out a surprised noise, Yuuei froze, blinking rapidly as the baby immediately began to cry.
With his free arm, Viktor helped Yuuri lay back in the bed, finally resting the newborn on Yuuri's chest.
Still in a bit of shock, Yuuri held the newborn close, trying to soothe the baby as Viktor draped a warm towel and blanket over the two of them after taking care of the cord.
"Oh Viktor.." Yuuri crooned weakly, looking up at the other as the baby began to eagerly nurse from his swollen nipple. "We have a daughter-" he grinned weakly as Viktor nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes.
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After cleaning up and getting Yuuri more properly settled into bed with the newborn, who they had named Anastasia. Viktor settled against Yuuri, head resting on the other's shoulder as Yuuri rested with the baby.
"Hello my sweet one-" Viktor spoke softly, reaching to hold the newborn's hand, running his thumb against her teeny fingers.
Everything was perfect within that moment, though he had to admit- he was eager to build onto his family.