11thDoctorXreader: Together We'll Live, Pt 1

Lying back on the bed, you sighed, staring at the ceiling. You wouldn't be able to get up again for a while now, what with the added weight in your stomach making quick manoeuvring almost impossible.
Uncomfortable on your back, you rolled on your side, grabbing a spare pillow to support your rounded stomach. It was much needed, but there were still two months to go yet...
"This is so annoying..." You moaned, rolling your head slightly to prove a point to no-one or nothing in particular.
A soft masculine voice shouted you name down the empty TARDIS corridors, and you moaned. The voice paused, then footsteps began to approach your room.
"(Y/N), are you in here?" The Doctor asked, stepping through the doorway. With your back to the door, you lifted a hand and waved him away.
"Yeah...please go...I can't be bothered trying and failing to chase you around planets." You mumbled, severely lacking of enthusiasm.
He was silent, thinking momentarily.
You felt a weight press the bed from behind, and you growled as you prevented yourself from rolling over.
"I miss running around planets as you try and fail to chase me." Warm breath brushed your ear, making it tingle as each word flowed effortlessly through the waves of air. Words seemed to wrap around you, pulling you closer to the creature behind, but it was just the arms of your Doctor caressing your weakened form, flattening a hand on your stomach and feeling the baby move inside.
"I can feel him." The Doctor smiled slowly, pressing his chest against your back and looking at your face over your shoulder.
"I can-...wait...him?!" You frowned, glancing at his suddenly sheepish face.
"Ah, yes, no, well, about that-" He laughed lightly. You rolled over to face him, causing him to almost fall off the bed as he shuffled away from you, lying on his side but ready to flee.
"Explain." You demanded.
"I can sense him. It's a Time Lord thing." He seemed nervous at your glare, but your expression softened.
"Sense him how...?" You asked. The Doctor became slightly less nervous, reaching out a hand and placing it on your stomach. Your eyes flicked between his hand and him.
"Watch." The corners of his mouth twitched, and a faint gold light circled his hand. You could feel the baby react to his touch.
"That feels weird." You remarked, giggling slightly as it tickled.
The Doctor spoke in a hushed voice. "I can see how well he is. I can see a lot that you can't." He looked at your stomach intently.
"And how is he doing?" You asked quietly. The Doctor looked up at you with a smile.
"He's doing perfectly."
You smirked, placing your own hand on his and folding your hand, grasping his as you pulled the hand up to your face, kissing the surface of it gently.
"It's really a boy?" You smiled, using both your hands to hold his, linking your fingers with his as you wished them to be eternally.
"Yes." He smiled, not really knowing what to say. "He's really a he."
"I bet he's beautiful." You took a deep breath, but yawned halfway through, your eyes heavy and tired. The Doctor took this opportunity to shuffle even closer to you, wrapping his arms around you protectively and kissing your head, gently shushing you as he let your head rest against him.
"Sleep. I promise I won't leave." He pouted as his chin nestled in your hair. "There is nothing at all that would make me leave you. Ever."
"Hmm." You muttered as you shut your eyes, quickly falling into a deep slumber.
And the Doctor rested his hands on your stomach again, closing his eyes as he focused on the baby inside you.
The baby was healthy, but it was draining you physically.
You were only human, after all...
He had to help you carry the baby full term. He'd been helping you for a month or so now. Your body couldn't cope on its own.
And he used his regeneration energy to let you live another day.