New Parents - Jeff Atkins/Reader
word count: 625
note: just a little something before chapter 7 and requests :)
It had been a long day at work to say the least.
You were relieved to be back home to your husband. You quickly dropped your bag in the kitchen and bounded to your bedroom.
“ Jeff? ” you asked, looking into the bedroom. He wasn’t there.
“ Interesting, ” you muse, quickly changing into more comfortable clothes and exiting. You walk down the hallway and poke your head in the bathroom. Again, no Jeff.
“ Jeff, babe? ” you call out, looking in the rooms. He was nowhere to be found. You grumpily sighed, opening the door to the backyard.
“ Jeff I swear to– ” you cut yourself off, staring at your husband, sitting next to a kitty pool in the shade. He turned around, giving a bright yet suspicious smile.
“ Hey, uh- honey, I know you don’t really want kids- and I’ve been bored, you know, being the off-season and all- so I uh, ” he looked down at the ground.
You walked closer to investigate the scene and your breath hitched when you looked into the pool.
“ Jeffrey- what is in that pool? ” you put a hand on your hip, watching sweat trickle down his face.
“ Uhm- turtles, ” he sheepishly admitted, looking back down at them. Two little turtles were swimming around in the pool.
“ You got fucking turtles. Oh my god, ” you cackled, holding your gut, leaning over from laughing. He nervously laughed with you.
“ You’re not.. mad? ” he tilted his head, obviously surprised at your response.
“ No, I’m not mad- it’s the offseason, so you have time to take care of them, just, next time maybe tell me? ” you sat down next to him on the ground, watching them swim.
“ Yeah- I’m sorry, I should have asked you, it was a very instinctive thing, though, ” he remarked, running a hand through his hair.
“ Just, next time. But these things are adorable. They’re so small, ” you whisper, leaning over and observing them.
“ Yeah! Wanna hold ‘em? ” he picked one up, showing you.
“ Yes! ” you exclaimed, carefully plucking it from his hand.
“ That one is Morty. He’s a Red Eared Slider! ” he enthusiastically named, lightly stroking the shell of the turtle.
“ When did you learn so much about turtles? ” you laugh as he picks the other up out of the pool and exchanges Morty for it in your hand.
“ I don’t know that much- I mean I’ve been reading online how to take care of them, but I just saw on the website that is what he’s called. ”
“ Oh, and this one is unnamed. I figured you might wanna name one, so I left it up to you. This guy is a Yellow Bellied Slider. ”
“ Aw, babe, ” you cooed, a smile on your face. You studied the turtle in your hand while Jeff set Morty back into the pool.
“ Let’s name him JJ. Like, Jeff Junior. Is that too cheesy? It sounded cute in my head. ”
“ You wanna name one of our turtles after me? That’s actually very touching, ” he blushed, putting a hand on his cheek and waving his other. “ That’s a great name. ”
“ So we have two turtles named JJ and Morty. I would have never thought when I got home today I’d be a mother to two turtles, ” you leaned against Jeff.
He scooted closer and wrapped his arms around you. “ It’s exciting though, right? We’re gonna watch these little turtles become really big ones! ”
“ Yeah, it is, ” you exhaled, pressing a kiss to his jawbone.