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Valentino Rossi hates his heats,his entire body is in pain,he sweats excessively and he feels that seemingly endless emptiness. He hates how he feels and acts during his heats. He feels pathetic,overly needy,he despises that part of him. That's not how great Valentino Rossi should act,so he ended up burying that part of himself deep inside so no outsider cluld see just how desperate he is.
That also meant that he had to spend his heats alone. Anyone seeing how he acts when he is at his lowest being too much of a risk. Which granted,that problem had disappeared ever since he and Marc had started dating again.
But the other uncomfortable symptoms stayed,so when during his last heat Marc proposed to knock him up so Vale didn't have to deal with his heats for a few months,Vale had eagerly agreed.
Looking back at it,it wasn't Vale's brightest moment,not that he had any bright moments to begin with,but even to his standards,that was a new low. So when he had woken up the next morning with his body hurting and the memorys slowly flooding his mind,he let out a rather loud groan that made Marc next to him grumble,still half asleep. Vale wanted to hit him with a pool noodle.
A few days later when Vale started to feel more nauseous and had come to terms with the fact that he might be pregnant did he allow Marc to go and purchase a pregnancy test.
Even though Vale had come to terms with the fact that he is most likely pregnant when the two red lines appeared he froze in place. Filtering out the sounds of Marc running around the house celebrating like a fucking maniac.
It's not that Vale didn't want to have kids of his own. He used to often wonder when the opportunity would come. It's not like he could have done it while racing and after retiring he had the excuse of not haveing a stable relationship.
But when Marc re-entered the picture he had started wondering again. The thoughts of a child waddling around the house made him extremely happy and clearly his body also like the idea with how it only took one try for it to actually happen despite his age. Not that he is that old to begin with!
Vale was brought out of his thoughts by Marc– who by now had stopped running around the house like a madman— picking him up and twirling them around. How can such a small man be so strong?!?! The natural alpha strenght be dammed.
"Marc! Put me down!" Vale scolded Marc and wacked him on the head.
"Ah,right. Sorry!" Marc screeched and put Vale down. "Can't have anything happen to you now,can I?" Marc spoke rather awkwardly scratching the nape of his neck before going back to bouncing up and down and off the walls like a husky on a suger rush. Maybe like a chihuahua on cocaine would be a better description. Vale let out a deep sigh,bot sure how to break the news to his family and friends.
It went better then he thought it would. His mom was happy and exited to finally be able to gush over grandkids. The academy and Uccio however were a different story. It was nothing negative,they were just suprised,although Vale did think Uccio was about to pass out,which,fair. Marc and him haven't exactly been on good terms for the past 10 years. Mostly because of Vale and his stubbornness. Valentino would like to put that behind them now,just like Marc has. The boy was always adamant about forgiving Vale if the man ever ever wished to talk.
Despite that Vale was still suprised when Marc forgave him. How could he just forgive Vale for all the things he has done,the pain he has put him through and staining Marc's name forever. Vale had a feeling Marc wasn't actually so quick to forgive and forget,but he still gave Vale another chance,he was willing to try and for that Vale is beyond grateful.
Still Vale had hurt Marc,so saying that he was anxious to meet Marc's family was an understatement. Unlike Vale's family,Marc's was clearly more tight-knit. He wasn't afraid as per say,more concerned. Vale has casued a lot of damaged,not only twords their precious son,but also their family peace.
He heara the way the people boo at Alex,hea has heard about the media breaking into Marc's family house. So sue him when he hesitates to take Marc's request to see his family face to face do tell them about the amazing news.
Vale wasn't suprised when the door to Marc's parents opened and Marc was instantly pullled into a thigt hug by his mom (Roser),pulling him inside leaving Vale to follow them,fiddling with his hands.
Neither was he suprised by the cold stear that he was greeted with from Alex and Marc's dad (Julià). The smell of the two alphas hit him like a train,incredibly unpleasant,nothing like Marc's sweet scent,it was clear they weren't too pleased with having a rather unwelcomed guest on their territori.
However what did suprise him was when Roser was done suffocating Marc and covering his face with kisses,he turned twords Vale with a smile too kind for the circumstances. She opens her arms and hugs him tightly. Vale's mind isn't quick enough to catch up and before he can hug her back she is pulling away –takeing her sweet smell with her– and pulling Vale's face closer to hers,inspecting him before letting out a scoff
"You poor boy,so skinny,we have to put some meat on you. Especially now that you should be eating for two!"
Roser makes a string of tsk sounds while pulling Vale by his arm to the dining table. When she passes Marc she gave his arm a smack.
"I taught you all these recipes,and for what? So you could sit idaly and watch how your pregnant husband cookes for you?"
Marc's face goes red and his shoes seem real interesting to him now. Vale awkwardly laughts at that. He clears his throat before speaking.
"Actually I'm not that much of a cook,I can make simple meals for myself,but I wouldn't say it's my strong suit,we usually just ordered takeout or go out to eat."
That was clearly the wrong thing to say,because Roser looks like Vale had ran a knife through her chest. She turns her head so fast twords her eldest son that it might as well have broken the sound barrier.
"That's even worse! I will not tolerate my grandbaby being fed something that came from who knows where!"
"Ma,they are professional chefs,they cook better then me" Marc tryed to argue,but Roser quickly shut that attempt down.
"They could be Gorden Ramsy for all I cear! My grandbaby will not be raised with restaurant food even before they are born!" Roser turns her attention back to Valentino "And you,darling,will give me a call when this one here acts up,yeah? No matter what it is,if he doesn't wanna clean or anything of that sort. Because ain't none of my boys becoming unresponsible alphas under my watch."
Vale just nods at her words. He could smell the change in Marc's scent turning just a tad bit more flustered. Vale is a little frightened with how intimidating she could be. Despite being the omega of the house Roser ran this household like a war camp.
She then proceeds to drag Vale to the dining table,giving a glear to his husband and younger son when she catches them looking at Vale with a much deserved distain.
The night goes on more plesently as the time passes and everyone is eating. The smell of the place becomes a lot more bearable and the conversations seem to flow more cearfreely. Marc was busy talking to his father and brother,while Roser was explaining to Vale what exactly he could expect during his pregnancy and how to deal with it,nodding along as she spoke.
So all in all,that went a lot more smoothly then Vale expected. Now that he was done with letting everyone that matters –that does not include the public– of the news,he could finally relax.
That didn't last long. As the days go by he notices changes. Not about his growing stomach,nah,obviously he knew that would happen. He didn't cear about the physical changes. Rideing bikes burns a lot of calories,plus he is naturally very lean,he will get back to shape in no time.
HOWEVER,what he did cear about,is his sleep,something he seemed to be unable to do. As if his insomnia wasn't bad enough,now he can't even take melatonin,because apparently it can be harmful to the baby.So he stays up groaning,which in returns disdurbs Marc's sleep. Not that Vale could bring himself to cear in this moment,if he has to suffer,so has to Marc.
The dowfall of his sleep schedule isn't the only thing that has changed. Scents are a lot stronger and sometimes bordeline overwhelming. The weird food cravings that everyone seems to have during pregnancy and the pain in his joints that is definitely NOT because he is getting old. He was also on guard all the time and he is pretty sure he hissed at poor Bez when the younger tryed to take one of his fries.
The other thing is that the baby seems to be restless. Kicking like she is trying to get revenge for the Sepang 2015 kick. Every painful kick is met with Vale flipping off his own stomach,because as the history shows,he is not above beefing with someone decades younger.
It had already been known that the baby was a girl. Him and Marc wanted to know as soon as possible so they could start shopping for things they need. They both had already agreed beforehand that neither of them ceard about the baby's gender.
However everyone seemed to act as Vale hasn't lived through countless crashes and being pregnant is the most difficult thing he has ever hone through. If he even deard to look at an object like he was thinking about picking it up one of the academy boys would instantly volunteer to help. Vale found it annoying,but also incredibly amusing,so he let it happen.
Marc was probably the worst. Don't get him wrong,he loves his garden gnome,even so his constant cheking in was irritating. No Valentino didn't need more water,yes he had everything in hand reach,no he doesn't need anything else,but those words sometimes fell on the deaf ears,a reason as to why Vale is currently in his bed,surrounded by dozens of pillows feeling like the matters is about to swallow him whole and he will dissappear into a blackhole with how soft it is. Stupid alphas and their protective instincts.
All Marc's fussing had a bright side too,like the fact that he did most of the clothing shopping with his and Vale's mother. Vale despises shopping and the thought of doing while carrying more weight was enough to make hims physical recoile. He much rather stayed home designing the child's future room.
The baby pink walls were a stark contrast to the model bikes that were placed on the white drawer,on the nightstands and on a few shelfs. The carpet was one of those car ones,the ones that had a lot of roads and shops to visit. The baskets were already filled with different toys from stuffed animals to toys for teething,the closest was almost filled up with clothes. The crib had pictures of ants and turtles on them.
There were a lot of colorful toys and clothes and picture books,because Vale refuses to be one of those sad beige omegas who think that colors are too overwhelming.
Despite the various small difficulties during his pregnancy,he found that it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. The real difficulty came during labor. Whoever has ever said that giveing birth isn't painful,should get guillotined.
Doctors and nurses were yelling something,he was in a lot of pain and he is pretty sure he blacked out somewhere alongst the way.
Who knows how many hours later the baby was out and healthy,at least Vale hoped so,he hasn't actually seen her yet. He was getting a bit concerned at this point.
"Excuse me miss,where is my child?"
The woman smiled "Don't worry,Sir,we are getting her to you as soon as possible,we are currently feeding her." She looked back at the other nurses feeding the baby "I hope you brought enough formula,she is a hungry one."
Vale sighed and rested his head back on the pillow. That's one of the things he is happy about,that he doesn't have to breastfeed the little goblin. Something about female alphas and omegas constantly being present or something. He is not sure,he never really listened in biology or school in general
He observes the nurses feeding the baby and Marc trying to not get in their way while they feed her. Vale laughs to himself. Marc looks so ridiculous and stressed out,like he was the one who gave birth.
After a while the nurses bring the baby back so he could finally hold her. The moment Vale gets hold of the baby the first thing he notices are her big brown eyes. Vale grins
"Allora.. it looks like my genes didn't even try,9 months in my belly and you look just like your dad!"
Marc who has now stopped bothering the nurses and is now standing next to Vale's bed cooing at the baby. His face brakes into a wide grin when he hears Vale "I thought you liked my eyes?"
Valentino playfully rolled his eyes at that and was about to fire back when a nurse approached them. "I'm sorry to bother you gentlemen,but may I ask if you have chosen a name for her?"
Marc and Vale exchanged glances. So that's what they forget,it had felt like they had forgotten something.
Marc clears his throat "I think we should name her after her grandmother."
Vale shook his head at that "Don't get me wrong,your mother is a lovely lady,but I'm not nameing my daughter after her."
Vale looks down at his baby again "I think we should name her Valentina." It was Marc's turn to not look amused "Really? Are you really naming our child after you?"
"What? It's a pretty name,plus she already looks like you and I am the one who carried her for 9 months,let me have this." Vale said as he actively was trying to fight the sleepiness.
Marc smiled down at them and gave Vale's forehead a kiss "Valentina Marquez Rossi,yeah I think that is a real nice name.. you should rest now."