toast to tommy

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Reader gives Tommy love bites and the Shelby’s tease him

Tommy hadn’t thought about much as you sucked and kissed his neck. He never really did. Apart from how much he wanted to fuck you fast up against the headboard. You would either sit on top of him and press yourself into his crotch, or sit behind him and let him lean on your naked chest.

“Tommy.” You breathed next to his ear. He turned his head slightly toward you and ran a hand down the side of your face. Tommy held onto your neck as you kissed around his neck. But when you started to kiss near his mouth, he flipped you into your back and you giggled. Tommy looked down at you with a smile.

“I love you.” He told you.

“And I you, you lovable idiot.” Pulling his face toward yours you kissed him lightly. Pulling away you wrapped your arms around his neck and he lay down with his head on your chest.

You fell asleep twirling his dark hair between your fingers. He snored at a steady pace and wasn’t disturbed. Even when you pulled the covers over your half naked forms.

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40. “The kids, they ambushed me.”

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“Ellie! You’re supposed to eat that, sweetheart, not feed it to the floor.” Harry groaned, staring at the crackers that his 1 year old had pushed to the floor from her high chair.

“Dadda!” Was the only reply he got as he watched his daughter giggling as she hit the tray with her small hands.

“Daddy, can I have a sandwich, please?” He heard his 3 years old son, Tommy, say from behind him.

Harry scratched his forehead before looking at his son, his jaw dropping at the sight. “Why do you have colors all over your face and clothes?”

Tommy looked at his dad sheepishly, hiding his hands behind his back. “I think I forgot to put the caps on.”

Harry sighed, turning to look at his daughter who began shouting the few words she knew at him to gain his attention. “Can you sit here while I clean your sister up then I can help you take a shower?” Harry asked his son, looking at him tiredly.

“But the sandwich.” Tommy whined, “Where’s mummy?”

“You know mummy is out with aunt Gem. You can’t eat with your hands full of colors like that, it’s going to cause diseases. Would you want that?” Harry cocked a brow at his son.

Tommy shook his head before he lifted his arms up to be lifted by Harry on the kitchen stool, watching his dad as he picked up the crackers from the floor and threw them away.

“Mummy always says that Ellie shouldn’t have all the crackers to herself. You should give her one by one.” Tommy informed.

Harry frowned at the fact that he didn’t know that. In fact, it was his first time being alone without you with Ellie. Instead of answering, Harry nodded before he hoisted his daughter on his hip.

“Come on, shower first then I can make you a sandwich.” He said as he helped Tommy off the stool before watching him run off up the stairs.

He whiffed the air, face scrunching up at the odor before looking at his daughter who was giving him a sheepish smile. He chuckled, “It’s you, isn’t it, you little stink ball?”

In the meantime, you had your phone in your hand, glancing at it every minute to see if Harry called you, even though you didn’t have it on silent.

“Y/N, relax. I’m sure he’s doing just fine.” Gemma chuckled from the chair beside you as you both sat getting your nails done, Gemma’s treat because “you look too much like a mum and need a day out at the spa.”

You sighed, “He’s never been alone with Ellie before and Tommy is going through that very energetic phase. I can’t help but worry.”

“He’s their dad. He’s going to have to deal with that sooner or later.” Gemma smiled at you.

You nodded, locking your phone before smiling back at her. “You’re right. He’s probably doing fine.”

Harry was not doing fine.

After he had googled how to change a nappy because he forgot how to, only having to change Tommy about 4 times only when he was younger, he thought he had successfully sealed the nappy before finding that only one of Ellie’s legs were in the hole.

Tommy wasn’t easy in the shower, having to splash Harry with water a few times and screaming bloody murder when he felt the shampoo get in his eyes, confusing Harry because “It’s a no-tears shampoo.”

“Daddy, can you make me a sandwich now?” Tommy asked, gripping Harry’s leg just as he was about to sit on the couch with Ellie on his lap.

Harry smiled and nodded, getting up with Ellie in his arms and his son holding his t-shirt. Harry knew his son’s favorite. He liked goat cheese.
After spreading the cheese on the toast, Harry handed Tommy the sandwich who said a polite “Thank you” before taking a bite and making a face.

“What?” Harry asked confusingly before Tommy grabbed his hand, spitting out the piece of wet bread in his hand, making Harry scrunch his face.

“I don’t like goat cheese.” Tommy said, looking at Harry with a disgusted face.

“But-” Harry began, cutting himself off as he threw the piece in his hand in the trash can and sighing as he washed his hand. Just then, the doorbell rang.
Harry put Ellie in her chair before he started walking towards the door, “Watch your sister, please.” Harry mumbled as he passed Tommy before walking towards the door and opening it.

You looked at Harry; tousled hair, stained wrinkled t-shirt, red cheeks and tired eyes. He immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you inside as he hugged you tightly, pushing his face to your neck, pressing gentle kisses. “Awh, baby, what happened?” You cooed.

“The kids, they ambushed me.” Harry whispered, looking at you. “I don’t think they like me.”

“Hey, don’t be silly, I-”

“Mummy!” You heard Tommy’s voice before you felt a pair of arms around your legs, making you grin as you lifted your son in your arms with a grunt. “Someone got big.” You smiled.

“Ellie and I missed you today, mummy. Don’t leave again.” He said, nuzzling his head in your neck sadly. You looked at Harry who shot you a “See?!” look before shaking his head and walking towards the kitchen.

You walked after Harry, setting Tommy on the ground. “Mumma!”

“Hey, baby!” You grinned as you lifted your daughter in your arms, greeting her with pampering kisses.

Harry sat on the stool, watching you interact with the kids with a tired smile on his face. “Mummy, can I have crackers, please?”

You smiled, handing Tommy his crackers. “Hey, baby, why don’t you eat your crackers in the living room then go upstairs so daddy and I could read you a bedtime story, yeah?”

Tommy grinned, running off to the living room. “Come on, let’s put Ellie to bed together.” You said gently to Harry, holding your sleepy daughter in your arms.

Harry sighed, following you up the stairs and to Ellie’s room. You gently put her in her crib, turning on her fairy lights before looking at Harry and wrapping your arms around his torso.

“They can get very fussy. You didn’t do anything wrong, I’m sure.” You said, cupping Harry’s cheeks in your hands.

“It’s like I don’t know the little things they like.” Harry frowned, wrapping his arms loosely around you.

“Ellie is only 1, love. You have plenty of time. Tommy’s likes and dislikes change about every two days, he’s getting there. He loves you. He looks up to you. You should hear him talk about you when you’re away. It’s like you put the stars in the moon.”

“Really?” Harry asked with hopeful eyes, staring into your own soft ones.

“Really.”

“I love you. I’m sorry I didn’t make your night end well.” Harry apologized, wrapping his arms tightly around you, brushing your lips with his.

“How about I make up for yours?” You suggested, watching Harry’s eyes glint.

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Very sorry it took me long to post. x
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See Katie was 18 when everything changed
Freshman in college, scholarship paid
Boyfriend from high school was everything she needed
Love Katie to death, when he said it, he would mean it
Soon enough, Katie started acting different
When he called to talk, she would hardly even listen
So the next weekend, he hopped on a flight
Thought a visit face to face would make everything right
Got to her place butterflies in his stomach
A necklace in his hand, he knew that she would love it
As he walked up, heard a noise from afar
Turned around and saw that it came from Katie’s car
It was kinda dark but he swore he saw the car shake
Took a few more steps felt his heart break
It was Katie, she was in the backseat
Having sex with the star player on the LAX team
—  Mike Stud - Happy Ending
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