#dad!schlatt has me in such a chokehold it’s not even remotely funny

[bvnnyblood]

: ̗̀➛ schlatt x pregnant!reader hcs

‗ ❍ schlatt was scared. at first, anyways. it definitely took him more then a few hours for it to fully sink in that he was a father. so many thoughts raced through his head like a nascar racetrack that it was hard for him to even focus on anything else other then you and your guys’ kid.

‗ ❍ he would outright REFUSE for you to do anything that required even a bit of strength. would gently sit you back down on the couch or chair or wherever there was somewhere you could sit because now he’s worried you’re gonna shatter like a glass chandelier.

“no, no, sit back down. you need to rest, it’ll be good for the baby.”

“jay, the box is basically empty.”

“your point?”

‗ ❍ practically attached to your hip at this point. wherever you go, he is quite literally right behind you. he refuses to let you out of his sight for even a moment. he’s even more whipped for you then he was before and now that you were going to be having his kid, he was terrified of you getting hurt.

“jonathan, why are all the tables baby-proofed? it hasn’t even been two months yet, the baby hasn’t even arrived.”

“just tryna’ be prepared, dollface. that’s all.”

“you put these here because of me, didn’t you?”

“….no?”