Peaky Blinders Preferences & Imagines

Double the Love (John Shelby x Reader)

Title: Double the Love

Author: Emily

Dates Written: Friday, July 22, 2016

Date Posted: Saturday, December 17, 2016

Word Count: 881

Request: Yes. "Hi love can you do a John Shelby imagine reader finds out she's pregnant and when she gives birth their twins with lots of fluff can it include the other Shelby's to plzz"

Author's Note: I know it has been forever since I have posted anything. I've just been so busy with school that it has been hard to find the time to write. But with winter break, I am going to try and get the rest of the requests done. There is not that much fluff in this, but I tried my best. I hope you all can enjoy it!

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Sunday was supposed to be a simple night. You were supposed to enjoy a nice family dinner at Aunt Polly's house with the rest of the Shelby family. Hell, you were not due for another month. You were around the table laughing and enjoying the moment. It was so rare to find the Shelby family together laughing and forgetting about the family business. Aunt Polly had finished a story about John doing something goofy that had you laughing like a maniac. You had felt something go down your leg,

You believed that you had peed yourself. Being pregnancy had caused you wanting to pee every five minutes. You had immediately stopped laughing and looked down in embarrassment. The whole family stopped their laughing and looked at you. You opened your mouth to excuse yourself, but a contraction had occurred. You moaned in pain while clutching your stomach.

"Oi, (Y/N)! What's wrong? Somethin' with the baby?" John asked frantically. You clutched onto his shoulder, squeezing as hard as you could to relieve any of the pain you were feeling.

"I think the baby's coming," you whispered to him, pain in your voice. John had helped you out of your car and brought you to Poll's living room. Poll was following close behind you both as she ordered Ada to go and get the items they would need.

"John, go on and make sure the kids are alright. Ada and I will take care of her," Polly demanded then going to whisper comforting words to you. John stood by watching before Ada ushered her brother out of the room.

It had been two hours since you have been in labor. Tommy had taken John outside, so he would not worry about your screaming inside. He watched his children run around, barely acknowledging them. His mind had completely wandered off hoping that you were alright inside. "Oi, boy! She'll be alright. She's a fighter, that one," Arthur said, trying to comfort his younger brother. He patted him on the back handing him a whiskey bottle. He took it, taking a swig and handing it back to him, and nodding his head in appreciation.

Inside, sweat had covered your forehead and dampened your hair.

"C'mon, (Y/N). If you give up or anything happens to your baby, I will never hear the end of it from John. I know you're tired, but you gotta push. You did not wait eight months to see the precious one to just give up," Poll said. It only took two more pushes before your first child had arrived.

Ada had taken the baby and wrapped him in a blanket. "It's a boy!" She smiled as she showed you your newborn son. Before you could really observe him, a contraction had started once again. "Aunt Poll, what's happenin'?

"Call in John and tell him to take the baby. There's another one coming!" Poll said preparing to deliver the second one. Ada had run out to call for John.

"Aunt Poll, I can't I'm too tired, I just can't," you said crying. You were too exhausted to push all over again. John had rushed inside to you. You looked at him with wide eyes. "Where's the baby?"

"Out there, with Arthur. He'll be fine. I was too worried 'bout 'ya, sweetheart. How you feelin'?" He said already noticing how exhausted you looked.

"I'm tired, John Boy," you said sniffling. He enclosed his hand around yours.

"I know, sweetheart. But you've gotta push the little one out. You got this, (Y/N). I believe in you. I'm gonna be right 'ere by your side and help you. I should have never left for the first one," John told you, kissing you on your temple. You nodded your head and began to push again for the second time. Throughout the rest of the labor, John had whispered sweet nothings into your ear to keep you going.

An hour later, you had welcomed the second child of the night to the world. "Please tell me that's the last one," you begged, trying to catch your breath. You look at her with one eyebrow raised.

"Yes, good job, (Y/N). It's a girl," she said smiling at you. She gave the baby to John, as her and Ada helped you clean up and move you to the guest room.

You and John were laying in the bed, one child in each arm. John switched between both children cooing sweet words to his two newest children. You smiled watching the father of your children with true admiration.

He looked at you and smiled. "I'm proud of you, sweetheart. You did good. And look at we made. Cute, huh? Must get it from their mum," he says smiling at the two babies.

"I want this memory forever. They're too precious, John. I'll be honest with you. I'm scared to bringing these two innocent ones into our world," you said looking down at them, not knowing that the world outside is so dangerous.

"Hey, now. I will protect you both, no matter what. I will risk my life to protect you all. That is my word," John said. The way he said his words, you knew he would do anything in his will to protect your family.