“Go live with her then! See if I care.”
Here’s the thing, Derek was great with kids because unlike Casey he actually knew how to have fun. But then there was Simon.
Simon Venturi, who completely disregarded Derek anytime anyone else walked into the room and was now a walking, talking bundle of four year old energy, didn’t like Derek.
And it was becoming increasingly frustrating to Derek especially now as he and Casey babysat Simon and the newest Venturi, two-year-old Emma. The two kids sat in the middle of the living room playing with various toys and games with Derek and Casey. But then came The Great Toddler Meltdown.
Simon started crying after Derek had tried to go over and entertain him so Casey could have a turn with baby Emma. And Derek could handle the crying albeit barely but he could manage.
“Here, Derek, I’ll play with him, it’s fine.”
“I can handle this, Casey.” He said frustrated before turning back to Simon. “C’mon, now, buddy. Don’t you wanna play with your big brother Derek.”
“No!” He screamed, crying even harder as he fell to the floor kicking. “I want Casey!”
“Well, too bad. All you got is me, kid.” Casey rushed over to Derek’s side ready to push him out of the way so she could Simon to stop crying. “Casey! I got this!”
“Clearly you don’t! He’s having the worst temper tantrum I’ve ever seen, Derek!”
“Kids get upset, it happens!”
She rolled her eyes. “Just let me-“
“Yes, Casey!” Simon screamed from his place on the floor.
“Simon, look, me and you can play whatever you want, okay? Trucks? Hockey? Dolls?”
Simon sniffled. “I wanna play house.”
“Alright, house it is!” Derek said triumphantly, tossing a smug look of ‘I-told-you-so’ at Casey.
“I wanna live with Casey.”
Derek’s smug look fell off his face as Casey laughed loudly. “Fine!” He yelled, standing up. “Live with her! See if I care.”
“Der-ek!” Casey yelled. “You’re being dramatic!” She laughed.
“No! Just give me Emma, I’ll take care of the sibling who actually appreciates what a cool big brother I am.”
Casey rolled her eyes. “She’s two. She thinks ants and boogers are cool, too.”
“Still likes me.” He says pointedly, taking Emma out of Casey’s hand and cradling her next to him.
Casey sighed, muttering under her breathe, “And you call me Princess.”
“I heard that.”
“You were supposed to. Look, it’s already after eight, can you just go put Emma and Simon to bed and I’ll work on cleaning everything up.”
Derek snorted. “Simon’s not gonna let me put him to bed. He’ll just kick and scream about how much he wants you.”
“Just do it, Derek.” Casey turned around and walked over to Simon. “And you. Let Derek put you to bed, okay? And we’ll play in the morning, if you’re good.”
Simon huffed, stomping up the stairs while Derek and Emma trailed behind.
Derek found Casey sitting on the couch surrounded by her textbooks and binders galore. He couldn’t help but smile to himself at how cute she looked with the messy ponytail and how she absentmindedly tapped her pen against her lips. So, of course, while he admired his girlfriend there was only one thing he could think to do to show his love and affection. Derek snuck behind her and grabbed her shoulders with a yell.
“Der-ek!” She screamed, hitting him with her notebook. “Don’t scare me!”
He hopped over the back of the couch and fell into place next to Casey, his arm slung around her shoulders. “Classic.”
She shot him a pointed look. “It’s not funny.”
“It so is.”
“Well, know what else is sooo funny? ‘Fine go live with her then! See if I care.’” Casey said through a laugh.
“Ha. Ha.” He deadpanned. “You know, you don’t get it. Simon actually likes you and that little brat hates me.”
She softly slapped his chest. “He’s not a brat, Derek. He’s a toddler.”
“Yeah, a bratty toddler.”
“You’re being dramatic. Is this how you’re gonna act every time our baby prefers me over you?”
Casey placed her hand thoughtfully on her stomach, her head leaning against Derek’s shoulder as he sighed. He gently stroked his fingers up and down her arm with a smirk.
“No,” he mumbled, “But to be fair, you got two in there. So one is bound to prefer me.”
Casey rolled her eyes with a soft smile. “What if they both prefer me?”
“Well, then, at least we know they got their mother’s smarts.”
She couldn’t help the smile that slowly grew over her face and Derek was pulling up a matching smile of his own. “Der-ek.” She spoke softly, leaning up to kiss cheek.
“Yeah, yeah.” He mumbled.
Casey curled closer into Derek, “You have your moments, Derek Venturi.”
Derek smirked, kissing the top of her head before leaning his face into the spot.
“Derek.” A little voice called from the stairs.
They both turned to see Simon standing on the landing at the bottom of the stairs, a stuffed giraff hanging loosely down at his side. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and sniffled. Derek motioned him and over and he came over, snuggling up into Casey and Derek’s laps.
“Hey, what’s up, buddy?”
“I had a bad dream. Will you come lay down with me?”
Derek beamed. “Yeah, of course.” Derek scooped up Simon who clung to him like a spider monkey. “How about Casey and I both spend the night with you? Sound alright?”
Simon nodded happily. “Mmhmm!”
“Alright! Cmon let’s get you back to bed.”
They headed up the stairs together, Casey leaning up towards Derek ears and whispering, “Told you, you were being dramatic, Princess.”
“That’s Queen to you.”
Author’s Note: One request down, one to go! I’m feeling very inspired for the next one! Also I didn’t completely fulfill the Uni request on this one but I still hope you loved this little piece. Keep requesting, loves! xx j.s.