yes greg! look at you!

Stór // n.h

Originally posted by ninicutiepie

requested: yes ( Can you do a Niall Horan where Greg is looking after your baby and Theo accidentally hurts her/him xx If you cant it’s fine xx)

warnings: lots of fluff and lots of overwriting because i’m obnoxious and have to put in a backstory with everything and google translated gaelic for no reason other than i am a sap

I hope this is what you were looking for and I hope that you like it and thank you for requesting something and I hope you’re having a good day/night :)

p.s Maeve is a name I picked for one of Niall’s little one and I’m actually working on another domestic/dad!niall thing because I’ve always been better at writing domestic things than anything else and I hope that’s okay with everyone, also Maeve is around two or three here I think and I do believe toddler’s that age can talk enough to get their point across but I could be wrong also I don’t speak gaelic or irish, I just used google to help me with this and i’m sorry the ending isn’t better

Maeve was a fairly calm toddler.

From the time she’d been born, you expected her to be loud and overzealous much like her father and most of her family. But she was born quiet and through most of her two years of life, she remained quiet. She preferred to sit by herself and play with her toys and she had a close kinship with you and Niall. She was never clingy, but she preferred to stay close to her parents. You weren’t people who hated taking your baby places with you either. For most of her life, she went wherever you went. From the grocery store to fancy restaurants, to social events and golf matches. She was well behaved and even when she couldn’t have things her way, she would pout about them quietly instead of throwing a tantrum. Niall had planned a special day for your five year anniversary that involved you spending the day out together shopping around and a nice dinner that evening at one of your favorite restaurants and as much as you loved having Maeve with you, it was important that you both got to spend some time apart as a married couple and not just as parents with a baby.

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  • Pathologist: *enters the morgue*
  • Sherlock: *examining a body*
  • Pathologist: *rolls his eyes* Excuse me, sir, this area is out of bounds to-
  • Sherlock: *still looking at the body* It's okay.
  • Pathologist: *sighs* If you don't leave, I'll have to call security.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* I said it's fine.
  • Pathologist: *frowns* Why is it fine?
  • Sherlock: *smirks* I'm sleeping with the boss.
  • Pathologist: ...
  • Pathologist: *confused* You're sleeping with Stamford?
  • Sherlock: *looks up; annoyed* The other boss.
  • Molly: *enters the morgue, carrying coffees; irritated* Here's your bloody coffee, you git. Have you finished now so I can do my job?
  • Sherlock: *steps aside; takes the coffee, grinning* Yes, boss.
  • Pathologist: ...
  • *a crime scene*
  • Greg: *shaking his head* This is wrong.
  • John: *shrugs* I know but what can we do?
  • Baby Holmes: *trots past, waving Sherlock's magnifying glass; giggling madly*
  • Sherlock: *following; rambling about soil samples*
  • Greg: *rubs the back of his neck* Molly's going to kill him.
  • John: *nods* She's knows what she got into, though.
  • Baby Holmes: *points at the corpse* Deaded!
  • Sherlock: *beaming with pride, scoops her up and gives her a big kiss* That's my clever girl!
  • Greg: *sighs* He's not even sorry, is he?
  • John: Nope.
  • Sherlock: *approaching, his daughter now strapped to his chest; proud af* She found the blood, the weapon and the missing wallet. My little detective. Brilliant, isn't she?
  • Greg & John: *exchange glances*