Give me a story where one of Bruce’s children has a kid (it doesn’t matter who, but Jason would be so sweet as a father) and Bruce is blown away by the fact that he is a grandfather. Where he’s standing there holding this tiny baby in his arms and he’s completely lost for words. He’s never been good with words, but now he can’t even begin to form them.
Because this is something he never expected. Not in a million years did he imagine himself as a grandfather. He had seen his life going down a very specific path when he was young. A very specific, very lonely path. Long term attachments had been outlawed to him by his choice of lifestyle, and children were even more out of the question.
He’d always known what the cape and cowl meant: an end to the Wayne family line. He had no siblings, and no close relatives. No one to continue the historical name, and he’d been ok with it. Or at least he thought he had. So when Dick, then Jason, Cass, Tim, and Damian had come they’d each been a surprise. A happy surprise, a surprise that was to Bruce always fleeting. Especially when he lost them, especially when he got them back.
So no, he hadn’t expected a grandchild. Not when everyone of his own kids had followed his footsteps. They’d all done it in their own unique way, but Bruce still saw what they did as a road with one outcome. That outcome was never settling down, never finding ‘the one’, and never starting their own family.
Yet. Here he stood, holding, not just the next generation, but the third generation of the Wayne name after his parents. Bright and bubbly, in his arms there was life, and with life hope for the future. Not just the future of his family, but the future in general. Because if a man like him could be so lucky to have made it to becoming a grandfather, then the world was better than he’d thought it was.
My first Dream Daddy fic. I am officially in Smallmarch (Robert Small/Damien Bloodmarch) hell. No regrets. And of course my first foray is angst and fluff. A killer combination. Robert tries his best to take care of Damien after surgery.
Cut for length, not for content, though do be aware that this fic depicts post-top surgery.
“Oh. It’s you.”
“If I had a dollar for everytime someone answered a door and said that to my face…anyway, yes. It’s me. Where’s your dad?”
Robert wished for a second that his hands weren’t full, a loaded grocery bag in one and an unopened bottle in the other. Otherwise, he could have just pushed past Lucien and gotten into the house. Instead, he had to play this whole game of Purposeful Small Talk. Which he hated almost as much as Pointless Small Talk.
“Isn’t it Goth Night at Jim and Kim’s? Maybe you should try there.”
“The closest thing Jim and Kim’s has to ‘Goth Night’ is ‘Dark Sullen Drunk Night,’ and since I’m not there, that’s not happening. Move it.”
Lucien didn’t budge, instead raising a perfectly lined brow at the whiskey in Robert’s hand. “You do actually know that he can’t drink right now, right?”
He didn’t. “So? This is for me.”
“Look, Lucy. This can go one of two ways. You can move out of my way, or I can come back armed with a fully-loaded Betsy. Your call.”
“Did you just threaten my life so you can hang out with my dad?”
“Maybe.” Really, it was more a threat on his allergies, but…whatever it took.
Lucien smiled, and moved aside with a dramatic flourish of his hand. “Impressive. You may enter.”
can you write one based off of “Sorry Not Sorry” by Demi Lovato and it’s like you and Shawn broke up and you ended up going to the club and it’s hella angst pls and thank you :))))
Authors note: Its not exactly like the song because I got kind of side tracked and I’m sorry if you hate it and if its nothing like what you requested
Authors note 2.0: GUESS WHO’S BACK AFTER LIKE 2 WEEKS OF DISAPPEARING?? its me in case you haven’t come to the conclusion.
“You needed this.” Kylie tells me, holding the door open to the club for me.
“I do?” I ask hesitantly, my mood still in the dumps after my breakup with Shawn around 3 weeks ago.
“Yes,” She nods enthusiastically. “You’ve been moping around our flat for weeks and damn, Y/n, honey, Shawn is a jerk.” She holds my gaze, doing the best she could to cheer me up.
“You don’t need him. You are a strong, independent woman who doesn’t need a man to define who she is. Shawn is going to regret the day he left you. Right now however, you are going to hold your chin up high and walk in this club and find some cute guy and down a couple shots.” I giggle, nodding at her words. She loops her arm with mine and we walk straight to the bar, ordering drinks to start as off.
“Thats it!” Kylie cheers as I finish my first drink. I don’t know whether it was because I hadn’t drunk alcohol in quite a while or because I hadn’t been out the house since the breakup, but I downed the next two without thinking. Usually I was a reserved drinker yet tonight I had the urge to cover my sadness with alcohol.
“Lets dance,” I call to Kylie, dragging her over to the dance floor. The lights were flashing, the music so loud that I just let all my thoughts flow out my head. My mind was completely blank.
“Thanks for taking me out tonight, you were right I did need this.” I shout to her as we both dance to the current song.
“No problem Y/n, Did I tell you your dress looks amazing? Seriously whoever made you wear that has brilliant taste.”
I laugh, taking another sip of my drink.
“You were the one who made me wear it.” I roll my eyes jokingly and she raises her eyebrows at me.
“And I’m glad I did- I mean, look at all the attention you’re getting.” Her eyes slide past to behind where I’m standing and I look over my shoulder to see two guys standing against the wall, eyes on us.
“What do I do?” I ask, panic seeping through my words. “I haven’t approached a guy since Shawn and that was two years ago.” I whisper sharply.
“Relax, Honey, just be you. Go fill your drink.” Kylie nudges me to the bar and I stumble over, placing my glass on the counter where the bartender grabs it and begins filling it again. He hands it back to me and I turn back to the dance floor when one of the guys catch my eye, waving me over.
I walk over hesitantly, a blue light illuminating their faces. They’re all sharp jaw lines and high cheekbones. Both wearing all black, I found them alluring.
“What’s happening?” The man on the left asks me, sending me a wink and even in the dark lighting my cheeks burn.
“Not much, I only just got here.” I reply, my hands slightly shaking from nerves.
“Lucky enough you met us and we,” he nods to his friend. “We are going to make your night so much better.” The right guy tells me, taking a step forward and soon I find myself edging back to the dance floor.
I catch Kylie’s eye from across the room and she laughs at my confused expression. I wasn’t expecting two guys to go after me at the same time.
A hand on my chin catches my attention and my gaze flicks from Kylie’s face to dark eyes of one the guys.
He tilts my chin up and just as it looks like he’s about to kiss me, I’m wrenched out of his grip.
“Hey Sweetie, come on the cab is here.” Shawn nearly growls, sending me a fake smile. Still in shock, I can’t seem to process who’s standing in front of me.
“Bro she said she just got here.” One of the boys tries to step forward but Shawn sends them a menacing glare and he backs off. “Another?” He proposes to the other and they both walk away to the other side of the club.
“What are you doing?” I ask, voice shrill. Realization has finally sunk in.
“What am I doing? What are you doing? Two guys Y/n?” Shawn shouts, drawing eyes our way and I feel blood flood my cheeks.
“Can you not say it that loudly? It wasn’t like I was going to do anything.” I look away from his eyes.
“Say what loudly? That you were going to hook up with two men?”
“I don’t know what I was going to do.” I glare at the wall, ignoring his gaze.
“Exactly, you don’t know. You didn’t think about how much danger you could have been in.”
“Can you just stop Shawn!” I scream, not that it made that much of a difference in a club. “You’re not my boyfriend anymore, I don’t care what you think about my decisions and you can’t go telling me what I can and can’t do.”
He’s silent. His piercing eyes locked on my face, my rage burning beneath my skin so that my whole body felt hot.
“They could have raped you.” He says quieter.
“And you would care? So let me get this straight, You can care about me now that we’re broken up but if we were together you wouldn’t give a shit what happened to me?” I hiss at him, gulping the rest of my drink and pressing the cup against Shawn’s chest as I walk past him. He grabs it just as I let go but I’ve already walked away, intent on leaving the now overbearing club.
“Y/n wait.” He says, the door slamming back open and his voice is loud in the quiet street.
“Don’t talk to me Shawn, you never cared before so why do you care now?” the words felt sharp to say and I felt tears prick my eyes.
An overwhelming sense of nausea hits me and I’m heading to the side of the street in seconds.
“Oh baby,” Shawn murmurs, stroking back my hair into a makeshift ponytail as I threw up into the gutter.
“Don’t touch me,” I groan as I wipe my mouth, pushing away from his grip.
‘Y/n, sweetie,” He says softly but I glare at him.
“I don’t need your help Shawn go home.” As soon as I finish my sentence I’m throwing up and his hands are back holding my hair out of my face.
“Baby let me take you back home.” Shawn pleads, sweeping my hair up into a loose pony tail with a hair tie that was around his wrist- conveniently one of mine that I must have left at his house.
“Fine.” I say, trailing behind him as we walk to his car. He holds the door open for me and I hop in silently. He gets in the drivers seat, turning the engine on.
“Seat belt.” He tells me and I roll my eyes, doing the buckle up.
“Don’t tell me what to do.” I say weakly.
“Can you stop fighting me for one second, please?” Shawn asks, pulling out onto the street.
“No, I cant.” I say firmly, my eyes starring out the window at the passing buildings.
“I really don’t want our conversati-”
“Can you shut up Shawn?” Venom coats my words, Shawn falling silent immediately.
It only lasts a minute until he’s talking again.
“Would you really have gone home with those guys?” He sounds vulnerable, scared almost- of my answer. Of course I don’t take any notice.
“You mean go home with two extremely hot fella’s who took an interest in me? Oh yeah.” I tell him, grinning wickedly. I turn away, missing the fallen expression on Shawn’s face. When I look back, its masked.
“I thought so.” He says lowly and I glare.
“I don’t know how its any of your business. You didn’t care before so why should you now.”
“Stop saying that Y/n!” Shawn shouts and his voice has more of an affect now that we were in a quiet place. He turns left, the road leading to our old flat- my flat now.
“Saying what? That when we were together you couldn’t give two flips about my life unless it involved you?” I say back just as loud. “’Shawn my mum is on the phone’. What response to I get?” I pause, waiting. “I’m busy, tell her I said hi. Oh but Shawn she really wants to talk to- No I’m busy, go away, this is music stuff.” I imitate the conversation that happened when we were together.
“You know I was under pressure at work.” He whispers, pulling to a stop.
“She’s my Mum Shawn. She’s getting old. She’s not going to be around forever and I only wanted you to have a 5 minute conversation with her. She likes talking to you.” My own tone is soft as well.
“I’m sorry I missed one phone call with your Mum,” There’s a slight edge to his voice.
“I guess we’re doing this now?” I ask, running my hands over my bare arms to try and keep warm in the chilly air of his car.
“I guess we are.” Shawn mumbles.
“It wasn’t just that Shawn. We would be having dinner and I’d ask you about your day and as soon as you finished you would never ask me about my day and if you finished eating you would leave- even if I’m in the middle of a story.” He doesn’t answer.
“It hurts to feel like your boyfriend doesn’t even care about you.” I whisper, staring out the window, the glass foggy.
“I do care about you Y/n.” Shawn says softly, reaching out for my hand. I let him rest his palm over my hand. I stay still for a moment, reveling in the feel of having Shawn by my side again but I quickly push the feeling down. I pull my hand away from his and open the car door, unbuckling my seat belt and getting out the car.
Just as I’m about to shut the door I meet his hopeful eyes- the hope I’m about to crush. “You only care because I’m not yours anymore.”
Can I request a scenario where the reader breaks up because she find text messages from his ex
I know this isn’t exactly the request but I hope you like it!
Thank you for 1.6k!
Rap Monster: You two had been screaming at each other, him saying she was just a friend, you calling him out on his bullshit. You ended up locking yourself in your room that you two shared together only to fall asleep from crying. He had snuck his way into the room, crawling into the bed and wrapping himself around you. “Who is she..?” You asked softly, just wanting answers. He let out a deep sigh before speaking. “She is my ex but I swear to you, you are my one and only. She just wanted advice on a new boy and I helped her.” You snuggled into him, just wanting to be held by him.
“You. It’s always been you and it will always be you.”
Suga: He silently stood there while he watched you pack your bags. He grabbed at your shirt, restricting you from moving any further. He tried to get you to turn in his direction but you didn’t move. “You know I love you right..?” You didn’t reply. “There is nothing going on between me and my ex…” You finally turned towards him. “How do I know that?” He leaned in and placed a small kiss on your cheek.
“Because if I lost you, I wouldn’t know what to do.”
Jin: He repeatedly ran his hands through his hair, stressing at the fact you wouldn’t listen to him and kept packing your bag. “Please let me explain.” He finally dropped to the floor and placed his head in his hands. You looked down at him, feeling your own heart break at his reaction. “Fine. What won’t you tell me? Why were you texting her?” He looked up and wiped a tear away. “We go way back before I even met you. She needed a friend and I was there for her. Nothing romantic.” You sat down next to him and laid your head on his shoulder.
“I couldn’t lose you. I can’t let you leave. Not you.”
J-Hope: “I told you how I’ve felt about you texting her,” you said, packing your bags, ready to leave the apartment you and your boyfriend shared together. He tried his best to explain what was going on but you had no intentions of sticking around long enough for him to tell you why on earth he was texting his ex girlfriend. You were about to walk out when he stopped you, trying to tell him his side of the story.“It’s not what it looks like.. We agreed to be friends but if you want me to stop talking to her, I will.. Please… Don’t leave me.” You looked down at him as he sat down on the couch, almost begging you to stay at this point. “You promise..?” He nodded. You walked over and sat down next to him. You grabbed his hand and squeeze it.
“I would never do anything to jeopardize what we have… I love you more than anything.”
Taehyung: He sat there, leaning against the door of the bathroom while you sat there, holding yourself. You didn’t want to believe that he had actually been texting his ex but you saw her name pop up on the screen. “Y/n.” he would whisper gently. He slid his phone under the door, opened up to the messages between him and his ex. You read through them seeing that she had complimented his relationship with you and how she was happy for him. “We are cute, huh?” you asked, smiling with your tears.
“We are. Open the door, baby. Let me hold you okay?”
Jimin: You had disappeared for a while, going to the place you and Jimin met which was a small park down the street from his house. You didn’t know what to do when you found out he had texted his ex. You didn’t even take time to read the messages, you were just upset that it happened. You sat there looking at the small pond in front of you when you heard someone come up behind you. “You know it was nothing right? I didn’t even reply because I know how you feel about her.” He came and sat down beside you, pulling your hand in his. “You promise?” You asked, playing his his hand. He brought your hand to his lips and gently kissed your knuckles.
“Why would I want to text another girl when I have the girl of my dreams right here?”
Jungkook: He didn’t know how to react. He had never really liked someone the way he liked you so when you found out he had texted his ex, he didn’t know how to tell you he was asking her how to say I love you. He knows that it looked weird but your ex was his childhood friend and they didn’t even date that long. You were angrily cleaning in the kitchen when Jungkook came and wrapped his arms around you. “What do you want?” You snapped. “Can I explain?” You finally gave in and turned around to face him. You were still in between his arms when you turned around, him trying to make some sort of eye contact. “I was trying to ask her how to tell you…” He leaned in and kissed your lips gently.
“I wanted to tell you that I love you. And I have for a really long time.”
after you and hyuk had an argument about a two weeks ago, you decided that the separation that you two had created between each other was stupid. really stupid.
you sat down on your shared (with hyuk) bed and pulled out your phone, waiting for the live stream of his performance.
it’s not like you two were broken up or that you hated him. you still watched his performances. he had one every night since the separation. you thought that it was probably just to keep him busy and distracted.
every night, he would still text you goodnight and you would respond with a ‘goodnight’ back. you anticipated that everyday since that was the only way that you could find out if he got to wherever the hell he was staying safely. you really cared about him.
once the live started, hyuk was just walking on stage. like always, he looked good; his favorite spectacles on, he got a new haircut, and of course he was dressed like the rebel he is.
it was something different about him though, his neck tattoo was really noticeable. even his collarbone was noticeable. then you noticed something else. his shirt was loose and his jacket was off of his shoulders. his level of sex appeal was at an all time high.
you hummed to yourself. “who the hell is he trying to impr-”
you got cut off by hyuk, and his body rolling. he continued to do it and even stuck out his tongue which made you remember how good he is to you. you started to remember how he satisfied you whenever you were in need. how his fingers caressed your body, how he would take his time and please you for hours and how he’d call you mocha while doing it.
“mhm..” you poked the inside of your mouth with your tongue as you thought about what he does to you. “fuck it.”
you got up and changed into a dress since that was the first thing you saw. luckily you had just showered. you grabbed your car keys and literally rushed out of the house. you hoped that he wouldn’t turn you down and realize how much he needs you because you damn sure needed him.
once you reached the venue/club that he was at, you checked the live again. he was still singing. since the last time you checked was almost fifteen minutes ago, you figured that it was his last song.
you went into the building through the back like you usually did and looked around for one of the security guards. once you found one, you unlocked your phone and went to your gallery to a selca of hyuk and you together.
you knew now that you had to be ready for questioning since people barely ever believed you when you told them that you were hyuk’s girlfriend.
“excuse me?” you waited until the tall and slightly buff man noticed you.
“what? why are you back here?” he unfolded his arms and placed them on his hips.
“i’m hyu-… dean’s girlfr-.” you started to say in a calm tone.
he had a sudden but expected burst out of laughter. you crossed your arms and waited for the line that blew you everytime.
“you can’t be his girlfriend. you’re…bl-”
“i’m not?!” you shoved your phone in his face.
“photoshop.” he crossed his arms and turned his back to you. “now get out before i put you out.”
“y/n?” you turned around as you heard that sweet voice that you missed so much. almost instantly, a smile stretched across your face. fuck the argument, your baby was right in front of you.
you ran towards him and pulled him into a hug. he slowly wrapped his arms around you and kissed your neck. “hey baby, i missed you.” he said lowly, almost like a whisper. “what are you doing here? you’re not mad at me anymore? i’m sorry..” he squeezed you tighter.
“i missed you too.” you ignored his last two questions. you tilted his head up and kissed him. immediately, you tasted liquor on his lips. it wasn’t a surprise to you since drinking was something that he did at most of his performances. “you’ve been drinking..”
“the hell..?” you both turned your attention on the security gaurd who appeared to be confused.
“is there a problem?” you asked him, with a look on your face that read ‘i told you so’. he turned back around and headed for the back door. the both of you watched him until his figure was out of sight.
hyuk looked back at you, bit down on his lip as he stepped back and examined you from head to toe. “damn y/n. you look so good.”
“you’re lying. i just threw this on.” you lightly laughed as you said in a sarcastic and cringey tone.
“well you still look good. come here.” once you grabbed his hand, he led you to the bathroom. he closed the door behind you and locked it.
“this is what…? our third time?” he smirked, staring at your figure now.
you nodded. you already knew what he was talking about. you usually didn’t have sex in a bathroom that wasn’t yours unless the both of you really needed to.
hyuk walked over to you and grabbed you by your waist, pulling you close to him. he didn’t waste any time as he started to kiss your neck. you didn’t hide a single moan since you wanted him to be aware that you missed his lips on your body.
“do you have protection?” he asked you in hopes that you did. you’d usually keep about two or three in your purse because the both of you were often needy.
“yeah..” you breathed out. he went over to your purse and grabbed what he needed before coming back over to you.
he turned you around and slowly unzipped your dress, letting it fall down to the floor. “baby, baby, baby…” hyuk spoke lowly before peeling your underwear off and letting that fall to the floor also.
you didn’t look back after he stopped touching you, since he was undressing himself. after you heard his clothes fall to the floor, you couldn’t help but bite down on your lip. it was happening. you missed it. you needed it.
the air quickly became thick and the only feeling that you could feel was ; lust.
“y/n…” hyuk groaned along with your moans as he picked you up by your waist and entered you.
he stumbled until he had you against the wall. you wrapped your legs around his waist and grabbed on to his shoulders for support.
hyuk was determined to make you cum, he wasn’t going to stop until he had to. he slowed down his pace and kissed on your neck. it drove you crazy when he multitasked.
everything was beginning to blur, and the only thing that you could hear was hyuk’s light moans in your ear. “cum for me mocha…”
[literally like 10 mins later]
he moved away from the wall, with you still in his hands and moved over to the sinks. he let you lean back and fix yourself up on your elbows before getting back to business.
just before he positioned himself before you, you stopped him. “kiss me.” you breathed out, your hormones were running wild.
he smiled and leaned over your face - puckering his lips to kiss you but again, you stopped him. “here.” you pointed downward.
“right.” he chuckled and kissed his way down. once he got to your spot, he didn’t waste any time to give you those dog kitten licks that you loved.
you tried your best to keep quiet so that anyone walking by wouldn’t hear two people having sex in a bathroom. you bit down on your lip and closed your eyes.
“don’t hold in those moans baby. let me hear you.” he said.
you shook your head in refusal which made hyuk smirk. “alright then.”
he stood up and positioned himself back in between your legs. in a matter of seconds, the both of you were moaning and groaning aloud. there went your hopes of not getting caught.
a couple of people had came by and knocked on the door, spitting out curse words and shouting out how they had to use the bathroom. being the couple that hyuk and you were, you laughed at it.
he grabbed you by your hips and slammed you into him to meet his hips, repeatedly. this went on for a good fifteen minutes ; the moans, the constant noise of slapping bare skin, the shouts of the both of your names.
hyuk and you walked out of the bathroom at the same time, not even caring about the disgusted stares that you’d get.
“nasty..” the both of you overheard as you walked to the back door. it only made you laugh because it was sadly true.
hyuk walked with you to your car since it was the first hour of the next day and anything could happen at these hours.
“so, about us.” hyuk started to say as he opened the door for you. after you got in, he continued. “we’re good now right? i’m your baby again?” he chuckled at his last question.
“yeah, we’re good. you’re not coming?” you asked him since you were confused and curious about why he was just standing there.
he swayed from side to side and flicked his tongue at the roof of his mouth. he stuck his hands in his pockets and fixed his eyes on yours. “not tonight.”
you could’ve exploded after hearing that, but you kept your composure. was he serious? you thought.
“you’re being forreal? are you that drunk?” you scoffed before telling him to move back so that you could close and lock the door, not even giving him time to answer.
“hey! y/n!” he knocked on the window until you rolled it down.
“yes asshole?” you put on a fake and sarcastic smile.
“i’m not drunk and don’t be mad at me. i’m working on something with hyoseob (crush) and he’s picking me up from here. we’ll be finished with it in a couple of hours-”
“so that means that you’ll be home when? in the morning?” you assumed, hoping that he would say yes.
he nodded before looking to the left after he noticed a car ; which had to be hyoseob’s. “that’s him. i’ll see you later alright?”
you gave him a bitter nod accidentally letting your bottom lip poke out.
“don’t be like that.” he leaned over the window so that he was face to face with you. he pecked your lips and poked your cheek.
“goodnight mocha. please get home. now and safely.” he walked away.
you pulled out of the parking lot and started your way back home after you saw that he got into hyoseob’s car.
“later today..” you repeated to yourself.
after you had washed up and did everything that you needed to before going to bed, you checked you phone since a nonification had went off earlier when you first got home.
you figured that it was a text from hyuk since you knew no one else that would text you at these hours.
it read ; i love you.
after you tucked yourself in, you texted him back ‘i love you too’ with no hesitation. he had been gone for a while and he only ever texted you 'goodnight’. it felt good to see that text again.
you woke up from your sleep when you heard something drop in the bathroom. you were so afraid that you couldn’t even move. so you just ended up laying there, hoping that it was hyuk or maybe even a dream.
“y/n?” thankfully, it was his voice.
you slowly turned around since you were tired and rested your head on the fist of your right hand. “you came.”
you smiled at him, your voice was raspy and your eyes were barely open.
“yeah, i came.” he crawled in next to you and kissed your forehead.
“i love you mocha.”
the both of you soon fell asleep. you woke hyuk up with breakfast and right after that, he gave you something in return. you should know what i mean.
These are our friends (Balloon Squad + Yousana kids)
Well, as I say before, I have been on a writers block lately, I wasn’t really inspired until the lovely @stressedoutteenager told me a headcanon about The balloon squad taking care of kids and well our conversation ended on me writing this fic about the balloon boys and yousef and sana’s kids. So I want to thank her because like half of the ideas of this fic belong to her!
I also got this prompt a few weeks ago and even though it’s not actually the same I hope you like it:
Prompt. HELLO IDK IF YOU HAVE A LOT OF PROMPTS ALREADY BUT I WAS THINKING LIKE WHAT IF YOU WROTE ABOUT UNCLE ELIAS COMING OVER AND TAKING CARE OF YOUSANAS FOOTBALL TEAM?? like at this point they’d prob have like 4 kids or something and thats tiring enough and yousef is like we never get time to ourselves and sana’s like well you’re the one that wanted 12?? and they’re like we can maybe ask elias to take care of them and they go on a date or whatever and elias takes care of the kids :)
Well I leave you now with the fic, I know there’s no much Yousana but I hope you like it!!!
That the Balloon boys love Sana with all their
hearts is no secret. And that they love Yousef too isn’t either. But their love
for Yousef and Sana doesn’t compare with their love for their children.
Since Sana and Yousef got married, all of them
had been constantly teasing them about when they were planning on having
children. They knew Yousef was really looking forward to it while Sana wasn’t
that keen on it, or at least that’s what she said. They didn’t expect them
having children that soon after they got married though so when only 9 months
after their wedding Yousef and Sana called them all asking to meet them at
their house that idea didn’t even crossed their minds.
“Thank you for coming” Sana said as all the boys sat in
front of her and Yousef.
“What is this about sis?” Elias asked
“What have you done Yousef?” Adam added
“I haven’t done anything” Yousef defended himself
“Well, you kind of have” Sana said blushing
“Sana!” Yousef chuckled completely embarrassed.
“I’m not understanding anything” Mutta said confused
“Guys, what’s going on?” Mikael asked
“Okay so…we called you here because we need to
tell you something important and we thought that we should tell you all at
“We know this might be unexpected” Yousef continued
“Are you divorcing?” Mutta asked as disappointed as if
his parents were telling them that they were going to have a divorce
“No! No, no, no. It’s the opposite actually” Yousef said
“The opposite would be getting married and
you’re already married” Mikael said
“Are you going to renew your vows?” Adam asked
“What are you talking about Adam? How are they
going to renew their vows, they haven’t even been married for a year” Elias said rolling his eyes
Yousef looked at Sana exasperated. Sana just
shrugged as a way of saying “they’re your friends”. Yousef shook his head as
the rest of the boys started a fight over how much time was logical to pass to
renew the vows.
“Guys, guys…guys!” Sana said clapping her hands to
catch their attention
“Wait a moment Sana” Elias said not even looking at her “Stop
defending Adam, Mikael, you don’t know what you’re talking about”
“I’m not defending him but it makes sense what
“I’m not understanding anything” Mutta said again
“I’m pregnant!” Sana yelled
The whole room turned silent as the boys looked
at Sana and Yousef taken aback by the news.
“What?” Elias asked
“I’m pregnant, you’re going to be an uncle
Elias, you’re all going to be uncles”
“But pregnant as in having a baby pregnant?”
“No, pregnant as in having a fish, what do you
Sana said rolling her eyes
“You’re pregnant!!” Elias exclaimed standing up and
hugging his sister
“I told you they wouldn’t wait a year!! You owe
me 100kr!” Adam
told Mutta as he extended his hand waiting to be paid
“Seriously Yousef? You couldn’t wait three more
said shaking his head
“You bet on how fast I’d get pregnant?” Sana asked “You do realize how creepy that
“It’s not creepy, it’s the miracle of life” Mikael said smiling
“Yousef my man, you’re going to be a dad!” Elias said hugging his friend “And
my sister is going to be a mom and I’m going to be an uncle and…and…”
“Elias are you crying?” Sana asked smiling as her brother
tried to hide the tears
“No, I’m not” he said sniffing
“Yes you are! Come on Adam bring me the camera,
this is going to make a sick video” Mikael exclaimed
Sana glared at Yousef who was laughing at the
situation, “these are your friends”she wanted to say.
careful, Sana”, “You don’t have to that on your own, Sana” “Sana, let me do that
for you” “Just sit down and rest, Sana” “No Sana, you can’t eat that, it’s not
good for the baby” “Let me take care of that, Sana” “Sana, where do you think
you’re going?” “I’M PREGNANT I’M NOT SICK, STOP IT ALREADY”
Those sentences could pretty much sum up the
nine months of Sana’s pregnancy. All the boys, and Yousef the first of all,
wouldn’t let Sana do as much as breathing in case something happened to her or
to the baby.
So when Sana went into labor while the boys
were at her house she knew what was coming.
“Guys…” Sana said as calm as she possibly could “I
think…I think I’m having the baby”
“WHAT?” Yousef yelled as he stood up from the chair
and almost fainted while doing it
“But are you sure?” Elias asked
“Pretty sure” Sana said looking at the wet floor under her
“Wow Sana, you could’ve used the toilet for
“Are you dumb? Her water just broke!” Adam said hitting Mikael’s head
“Okay, what do we do? What do we do?” Mutta asked starting to panic
“Well, I think that taking me to the hospital
would be a good idea, don’t you think?” Sana said glaring at them
“Yes, yes, yes come on guys we have rehearsed
this so many times, Elias keys, Mutta and Adam bag, Mikael camera and I…I…what
did I have to take?” Yousef said anxiously
“Sana! You had to take Sana” Elias said
“Oh, oh, true, true. Come on babe, everything
is going to be okay, don’t panic, just breathe, breathe”
“Yeah, you may want to take your own advice”
Sana said shaking her head
“They’ve been there for too long, what is
taking so long?” Elias asked as he kept pacing around the room
“Relax, in every book I’ve read says that this
can take several hours” Mutta said
“How many books have you read about pregnancy
“About 12” Mutta said shrugging “14 if you count the audiobooks”
“Here we have dumb and dumber talking about
Mikael said as he focused the video camera on them, then he turned to Elias “And
here we have the soon to be uncle having a stroke”
“Mikael keep that off my face or I swear I’m
“Relatives of Sana Bakkoush?” a nurse interrupted Elias
Elias walked over to her as Mikael, Mutta and
Adam stood up and followed him.
“I’m her brother” Elias said
“And we’re the baby’s uncles” Mutta added pointing at the rest of
the boys and himself
“So all of you are Sana’s brothers” the nurse said
“No just me, but they’re the uncles too”
“Yousef’s brothers then?”
“We’re his bros” Adam said nodding
“Okay…well everything went well and she’s a
“It’s a girl!!!” Mutta said doing his meme face
“We already knew it was a girl” Mikael said rolling his eyes
“I know but we’ve had it confirmed”
“I think it was pretty much confirmed when Sana
showed us that ultrasound” Adam said
“Guys!” Elias said clapping his hands and turning to
the nurse “Can we see her?”
“Yes, you can but one by one, okay?” the nurse said as she left them in
the waiting room
“Well, I’m going in while you decide the order” Elias said
“Uh, excuse me, why do you get to be the first
“Because I’m the real uncle, Sana is my sister
and Yousef is my best friend”
“Wow, that was very rude. We’re supposed to
love each other equally” Mutta said “Besides, kids like me better than you”
“That’s bullshit, I’m Sana’s brother and I’m
going in first”
“We should draw lots” Adam said
“What are you talking about? She’s my sister!!” Elias almost yelled
“Wait, where’s Mikael?” Mutta said realizing that the boy
was nowhere to be found
“That little piece of shit” Elias said as he walked to the room
where Sana was. “Mikael! That’s cheating” he yelled from the other side of the
The door of the room opened and Yousef came out
of it. His eyes were red, he had clearly been crying.
“Guys, if you promise to be completely calm
I’ll let you in all at once, but you have to be chill, okay?” Yousef said
“Yeah, yeah, let me in” Elias said as he walked past Yousef
and entered the room followed by the rest of the boys
Mikael was in one side of the room holding the
baby in his arms.
“Boys, let me introduce you to Leila, the most
beautiful baby in this world” Mikael said as the boys approached them
“Oh my god she’s so tiny” Mutta said as he gently caressed
one of her hands
“I can’t believe Yousef did this” Adam said “She’s so beautiful”
“She looks like her mother, that’s the only
Yousef said as he stood next to Sana and gave her a kiss on her forehead “She’s
going to be a warrior just like her”
“Elias? Are you okay?” Sana asked her brother who hadn’t
said a word since he had entered the room.
“I just…I…” Elias said trying to hold back the tears but
he completely failed at it “She is my niece, Sana”
“Yes, she is” Sana said smiling at her brother “Why
don’t you hold her?”
“What if I hurt her?” he asked
“You won’t, I trust you”
Elias nodded and took the baby from Mikael’s
“Hi, Leila, I’m your uncle Elias. These are
Mikael, Adam and Mutta, they’re going to love you so much but you better love
me more, okay?”
“Yeah, we’ll see about that” Adam said “I’m way cooler than you are”
“But I’m the kindest” Mutta argued
“Guys, guys, who was the first one to hold her,
said with a smug face
“She’s my blood, you can’t fight blood” Elias said
Sana chuckled as she shook her head and looked
at Yousef, “these are your friends”
“Happy birthday Leila!” Elias said as he hugged his niece “Oh
my god how old are you already? 6? 7?”
“I’m only 3 uncle Elias!” Leila laughed
“Oh, only 3? Then I’ll have to give this big
present to another child…”
“No, no, no! I’m 6”
“Leila, what have we talked about lying?” Sana told her daughter
“It’s a bad thing to do” Leila said
“Exactly, now give uncle Elias a kiss and go to
the backyard to play with your friends, I’ll be out in a minute with the cake”
The little girl did as she was told and left
after kissing her uncle
“How are you doing, sis?” Elias said pointing at Sana’s belly
“I’m holding up quite well actually, only three
more weeks before Khaled is here with us” Sana said smiling
“Ah, I’m going to spoil that little kid”
“Like you’re already doing with Leila, you
“Exactly like that”
Sana rolled her eyes and led the way to the
garden where everyone was.
“Yo, Adam what was that?” Elias asked his friend as he
approached him after the cake
“What was what?”
“We agreed on one present each and you gave
“That was so not cool, Adam” Mutta said
“Are you trying to get her to like you better
“Okay first of all, I gave her two gifts
because in the movie those two characters are always together so I bought the
two dolls at once, and second of all I don’t need gifts to make her like me
best, she already does” Adam said with a smug face
“Ha! You wish, I gave her a basketball jersey
of her favorite team, did you see the look on her face? She loved it”
“She’s only 3, what are you talking about? She
loved my movies”
“I bought her a freaking slide, are you being
Elias asked shaking his head “Besides I’m her blood”
“Stop using that argument! Family is not only
blood damn it!”
Adam almost yelled at him
“Okay that’s enough we’re going to solve this
as grown men”
Mikael said “Leila! Sweetie, can you come here for a second?”
The little girl approached them almost jumping,
she loved her uncles so much
“Hi, honey, we’re going to ask you a question
and you don’t need to feel pressured at all okay?” Mikael said crouching to get to her
height “So who do you love the most, uncle Elias, uncle Mutta, uncle Adam or
“I love you all the same” Leila said shrugging
“But Leila honey, remember how I gave you not
one but two presents today? That’s really cool right?” Adam said
“I always bring you ice-cream even when your
mom says you can’t have it, you remember that right Leila?” Mutta added
“Remember how I was the first one that took you
to the cinema to see that movie you liked so much?” Mikael said
“Leila, I’m your uncle, your real uncle, I took
you to the theme park” Elias said “You have to like me more than them”
“I…I think I like uncle Isak the most” Leila said kind of uncomfortable
“What??!” Elias almost yelled
“Are you seriously asking my daughter who she
Yousef said as he approached the group with Sana by her side
“Leila go play with your friends and don’t
listen to your dumb uncles” Sana told her daughter
She waited for her to be gone before she spoke
“What is wrong with you guys? She’s only 3”
“Adam was trying to buy her with gifts” Elias said “I’m her real uncle”
“I was just being nice, what are you talking
“Okay, stop!” Sana said before another fight would start “You
four are going to start behaving like adults or I swear you’re not going to get
anywhere near this baby”
She pointed at her stomach while glaring at
“You wouldn’t dare” Mikael said
“Test me” she said taking a step forward
“Okay, okay, it’s chill, we’ll behave” Mutta said
Sana nodded and looked at Yousef shaking her
head, “these are your friends”.
“Are you sure of this?”
“Come on Sana, we haven’t been on a proper date
since Hakim was born” Yousef said “And he’s almost a year old already”
“Yeah, I know but are we sure that they…” she pointed at the boys in her
living room “Are the ones to take care of our three children?”
“They’re four men taking care of a 6 years old
girl, a 3 years old boy and a one year old baby, I think they’ll manage just
“Ah…okay” she said
Elias, Mikael, Adam and Mutta were playing in
the living room with the kids. Leila was showing Mutta his drawings while
Mikael and Adam played with Khaled on the floor and Elias kept Hakim on his
“Okay guys, we’re going. If anything happens
you call me right away, understood?”
“Relax Sana, everything is under control” Elias said
Everything wasn’t under control. Let’s say that
playing with kids for awhile wasn’t exactly the same as spending a whole
evening with them. It wasn’t that the kids were bad kids, quite the opposite
actually, the problem was that the boys wouldn’t agree on anything.
“No, Khaled you can’t have ice cream after
“But uncle Mutta gave Leila ice cream”
“Seriously Mutta?” Adam asked him rolling his eyes
“It’s our tradition” Mutta defended himself
“Uh, guys I think Hakim needs to be changed” Mikael said as he held him in his
“Don’t you know how to do it?” Elias asked
“Of course I do, who do you think you’re
Five diapers later Hakim was finally changed.
“Okay buddy now I’m going to leave you in your
crib to sleep”
Elias said as he laid him down
“Elias you have to lay him on one side” Adam said
“What? No I’m pretty sure he should lie on his
“Guys, let the expert talk, in the books I read
it said…I don’t really remember what it said to be honest…” Mutta said confused
“Let’s just call Sana and ask her” Adam suggested
“No! No one is calling my sister, we are
capable of doing this”
“Uncle Elias, Leila keeps painting on me” Khaled whined
“Leila, stop it”
“But I’m just being artistic, dad always says
that art is important”
“What about you paint on a notebook instead of
on your brother”
“But I don’t want to paint on a notebook” Leila said pouting
“Seriously, how do Sana and Yousef do this
“Everything is extremely quiet” Sana said as they entered the house
a few hours later
“That’s a good sign right?” Yousef asked
They entered the living room and were surprised
by the scene. On one couch Mutta laid with little Hakim on his arms. In the
floor, Adam and Mikael were sat together with their backs against the couch and
Khaled lying on their legs. And on the other couch Leila laid on Elias’ chest. They
were all sleeping peacefully.
Sana smiled at the view and looked at Yousef, “these
are our friends”
If you haven’t read my story “Move” - do know it’s close to my heart and that’s why I am continuing with it. I have a lot of ideas for it, and maybe making it into a series. So if you haven’t read it, I suggest doing that before you read this drabble PREVIEW! It’s up on my masterlist.
Enjoy what I have so far!
It had been a few months since the two of you had to pry
yourselves away from your personal paradise in Jamaica; leaving behind adventures,
new friends, and sadly – the ocean taking your spur of the moment engagement
ring. The minute Harry announced that he would like to start recording his solo
album there, your eyes welled up with happiness. This would be another
opportunity to make a home there like you both dreamt about, to sow roots, and
to call home occasionally, when you both just needed to get away.
tonight, you found yourself alone in the massive bedroom, again. You heard laughs coming from downstairs and couldn’t help
yourself but to smile and know that he was enjoying his time with Mitch,
enjoying the new creative juices exploding from each of his new team members.
You couldn’t help yourself to well up with pride when you thought about it; the
songs, the effort, the joy he found
in creating something that was simply him, inside and out – and something that
he would be sharing. To the entire world. It was all wonderful and you were by
his side for every second of the journey – tonight, you needed him. It was
supposed to be your night with him, just the two of you, but he got caught up
again in his own routine. And by the way he was looking, and the fact that you
had two glasses of rum by yourself, the small fire in your belly wasn’t going
to go un-noticed. Not tonight.
Okay eventually his charm will wear off because I’ve heard both his main CDs (MULTIPLE TIMES) and many drama CD tracks and read the manga anthology and listened to his midnight pleasure mix 32894789234 times and have seen him so much in-game now that there really has to be a limit to how many times I squeak, drop the PSP, roll around, and squeal-sob every time Subaru does something cute??? SURELY HE’S LOST HIS NOVELTY BY NOW???? CAN I JUST HOLD ON TO AN OUNCE OF MY SANITY AND SOME SEMBLANCE OF CALM, REJET??????
BUT IT KEEPS HAPPENING
I HAVE TO TAKE PERIODIC BREAKS FROM THE GAME OR ELSE I’LL GO INSANE
okay so I’m a senior rn and I’m super stressed w high school but also choosing
a college and applying for scholarships and stuff so could you do one where y/n
is in that situation and tries to bottle up all her stress and emotions but
eventually breaks down in a panic and ShawN has to like calm her down &
stuff? Thankkkkk you !
trying decide on which college you’ll attend in the fall, trying to keep up with your last year of high school, and being pressured to decide what you
want to do for the rest of your life, to say you’re stressed would be an
understatement. You’re beginning to feel like you really might be going crazy.
There is just so much going on. Also, having a boyfriend who also happens to be
a famous singer doesn’t seem to help lower your stress levels at all because
you worry about him, and you want to make sure that you’re able to be there for
him as well.
been home for the past week on a little break from work, which he so deserves. It has been nice because you’ve finally gotten to
spend some time with him, which helps you to feel better. But at the same time,
he’s really stressed with his next world tour starting soon, and he’s been
dealing with his own things. Because of this you want to be there for him, and you’re
hesitant to share that you’re struggling a lot too, so you’ve been doing your
best to hide it from him, but that has only taken more from you.