#Best Baby Swaddle Blankets

[milksnobs]

Pacifiers and Lovey Blankets: Essential Baby Products

Pacifiers and lovey blankets are two popular choices for soothing and comforting newborns. Both products can provide a sense of security and help reduce crying. By visiting an infant store, Pacifiers and Lovey Blankets, you can browse through products, ask questions, and get expert advice from knowledgeable staff

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[tranceindia123]

All you need to know about magic of swaddling

Dreams start with the enchantment of wrapping up. Cover your child with comfort and style. Figure out what makes Trance Home Linen exceptional and give your child the most comfort and quality that anyone could hope to find. Get our swaddle cloth online right now to offer your children a quiet night's rest. Swaddling is something other than a wrapping strategy, a delicate embrace relieves your newborn child and advances relaxing rest by reenacting the warm, comfortable belly. Have a look at the soft 100% cotton malmal baby swaddle cloth. Your baby can have a good sense of safety with our top wrap-up materials. They create the ideal cocoon-like environment for peaceful sleep and are made from the softest cotton. They gently caress your baby's delicate skin. There are a lot more purposes for our swaddle wrap cloth, with its outrageous flexibility. These can be utilized as burp materials, carriage covers, nursing covers, or even as a slim cover for your newborn child's stomach.

[babybelle04]

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[tnypuppy]

nanami wants to be your baby daddy!

cw: fem!reader, nanami gets you pregnant, impregnation, breeding, breast play, nipple play, clit play, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, overstimulation, g-spot stimulation, small fluff at end.

word count: 2,766.

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"nanamin... do you think it's time to start trying?"

"for what, my dear?"

"um.. maybe for a baby..."

....

"b-but.. we don't have to do it yet.. i know you're bu-"

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he wants it bad, more than anything. nanami wants to see the precious and swollen tummy of you; his beautiful wife, ready to pop with his baby. the first thing he wants to be met with when he walks through the door is his beautiful wife — and in her arms, their precious baby swaddled in the plushest of swaddle blankets. nanami wants to see the process; hips filling out and plump breasts growing plumper as the changes of pregnancy fill out your already gorgeous figure.

the day you tell nanami that it's been two weeks since you got off the pill, he's excited. so keen on getting you into bed, he wants to skip dinner so he can already have you beneath him. despite his eagerness, he'd never go as far (as much as he wants to) as to ask you to skip dinner. he knows his pretty wife needs all the energy possible for baby-making.

when the time comes, nanami feels overwhelmed that he's finally in the position he's daydreamed of ever since he asked you to be his. softened honey eyes are stuck on your face, his head between your thighs. the tip of his nose nudges against your swollen clit as his staggering breath splays over your folds.

normally, your lips are wrapped around his twitching dick before he goes down on you — but this time he declined. nanami is needier, he's hungrier, like the infatuating desire to be a daddy possessed him deep and to the window of his very soul. he doesn't want this lovemaking session to be about him, it's truly about you. your body is gonna be changing in different ways while your hormones are strapped in for a rollercoaster of many loops and turns. nanami is gonna take the BEST care of you, throughout your pregnancy, and right now — by making sure his darling wife has the best time as he paints her womb with his love! <3

his pink lips and sharp nose shine with your slick; the same slick that caresses the tastebuds of his tongue with sweetness. the wet muscle repeats the same ministrations; flattening so he can cover your drooling hole before a fat stripe is licked all the way up to your love bead before lingering. the tip of his tongue prodding against before concentrating slow circles, garnering mewls and groans before he repeats the whole process over. you can feel tingling, pulses of warmth spread in your lower tummy and clit.

oooh.. it feels really fucking good. makes you go cross eyed like a lovesick puppy. his eyes are fixated on your dumb expressions, fumbling your words and giving long and stupid mewls. the inside of your cunt feels so hot. the pulses of warmth radiating from your clit to the sweet spots inside you are growing in strength. you start bucking your hips like you're in heat, his tongue gliding against your clit. shit.. the way the fat of his tongue massages its tastebuds onto your cute button of nerves feels so good, your head spins each time.

ofcourse, it always feels good when he goes down on you, sucking and nibbling at your cute folds — flicking your nervy bud with the tip of his tongue. his slippery lips wrapping around it and giving it sweet suckles. but now he's making love to your clit, wanting to make your body and hole so badly worked up that it's craving his seed. your cunt is squeezing around nothing and he feels the way your clit twitches in unison with your spasming cunt.

"what is it? does my pretty wife's pussy need something?" you feel his lips spreading along your sensitive bud as he grins — he's so pleased with himself for getting you like this. so needy for him. ah. you're gonna take his seed so easily thanks to his tongue working you up so good. your sweet cunt is squeezing out drool each time it clenches around nothing.

it's normal even after nanami goes down on you to find that your hole is still resistant to him. he's prodding the tip of his meaty member against your entrance over and over again, slowly but surely making way into your cunt. now though, nanami is making sure your pussy won't resist his precum leaking dick even for a second — there's a bigger goal besides both of you getting your fix of each other; you're getting pregnant. he refuses to hear any fusses leave your agape lips about the burning stretch of your hole thanks to his girth. nanami is gonna make sure your pretty pussy is so saturated that it takes his cock with no resistance. so easily that instead of a strained whine falling from your lips; it's the most blissful and relaxed moan. he wants no fight from your pussy, insisting instead that it gobbles him up. precious lil' cunt taking what it truly craves; which is his cum decorating your fertile womb.

"my wife is gonna be so much prettier." he's breathing so softly that your fast heart steadies. there's not a lick of hesitance coating his tone, only confidence. he's so sure of this and you can hear it; it reassures you.

your pussy is dripping so much by the time nanami is done treating your sweet folds to his tongue — but he didn't even let you cum! your clit was toyed and fidgeted by his tongue so much that it's so sensitive. bud worked so good that even a few strokes could have your back arching as your watering eyes roll back into your head from how hard your orgasm would hit. it feels like your cunt is gonna light with fireworks at any minute. sweet girl, your cunt is so sensitive.

"sorry baby.. don't want you cumming yet." he gave your on edge clit a light kiss and pulled away the second he began to feel the quick bucks of your hips transform into long strides.

your sopping hole was twitching and squeezing so rapidly, he knew you were so devastatingly close to a brain shattering orgasm. a thin string of slick connects between his bottom lip and your hole. his tongue darts out to lick his lips in order to break the string, savoring the taste of your arousal.

"want my girl to cum on it. i need to feel your pussy squeezing like it's trying to milk my cock." oh, you already wanna sob from the way he dirtily speaks to you.

the cotton sheets beneath your ass has a growing dark stain of slick and spit. you're embarrassed by the mess but nanami is proud of it, this is the outcome he wanted. he wraps a clammy hand around the base of his shaft before he's guiding it to your neediness — his other hand holding your hips up. his tip prods into your cunt; and there's no resistance. it's so wet that it slides right in with ease. your spasming walls welcome him inside and snuggle his cock so good that he can feel every groove of your walls. the way this feels, it feels so good. every inch of your cunt feels like it was lit with a match, flames purely made of hot white pleasure that lead your brain into a pleasure ridden haze.

fuck, his brain feels like it's glitching as he takes it all in. his beautiful wife underneath him, sweet pussy swallowing only half of his girthy dick with no fuss or trouble. nanami knew he could just slide all the way in until he felt the resistance of further breach from your cervix, but he needs to savor this moment. he wants this moment etched into every crevice of his brain as he knew this was gonna change both of your lives; he could experience this sort of moment only once. glazed honey eyes are glued to where you both connect and he's pulling his hips back; dick pulsing with need as he sees how your cream is already covering his length. a small splash of white already smeared at his base, icing his blonde pubic hair.

"already making a mess on me." he breathes as he thrusts his hips forth, cunt now taking more than half his length. "you needed me so bad, baby? you're so pretty." his hands grab your legs and wrap them around his waist. fuck, he's hitting you even deeper and a garbled cry leaves your wet from drool lips.

you're groaning sweetly as he finds a pace that has your mind spinning so fast, you fear it'll lose balance. large hands are groping your breasts now. nanami's rough thumbs grind their pads into your pebbling nipples; your cunt rewarding his cock with a tight squeeze that makes his hips push deeper into you.

"nanamin.. o-oh.." shit. this is so good. his thumbs play with your hardened nipples as his cock massages every sweet spot embedded deep into your walls.

nanami's brain is infatuated with how sensitive you are — he loves how good you feel because of him. his thoughts are feral. he needs to make you a mama, he'll do whatever it takes. you're so pretty like this, your moans are so dirty as he fucks you. his fingers pinch your nipples before his palms knead and paw at your breasts.

"sweet girl." nanami grunts, roughly squeezing your tits. he drags a hand deftly down to his mouth and sucks his thumb.

eyes roll back into your skull when he taps his saliva coated thumb against your clit.

"ooooh! fuck! h-hah.. nanami- hnn.. feels so- so.. so good.." aw, your hips are bucking from the little pat pat pat of his thumb.

"mm. yeah? bet my girl's cunt feels so on edge from all our playing." his voice comes out in a rough purr, it's so raw. he grabs the both of your thighs, shoving his pelvis deeper into yours.

you choke out a cry. his pelvis now bumps and rubs against your clit. it's so sensitive! the pulse in your clit is white hot and it's rendering your jaw slack as you're cutely drooling from how good it feels. his heavy balls slap against your ass cheeks when he thrusts deep, you're biting your tongue and staring at him with half lidded eyes. you're so wet, your mind is hazy and your cunt sputters with drips of slick.

ah, the noises of his balls smacking against your cheeks sends tingles into your cunt; it's so lewd and dirty. he's gonna fuck a baby into you like this — his strong thrusts making his balls plap against you while your cunt soaks everything that surrounds it. shit. ughhh. your tongue is lolling out from the furious friction of his pelvis dragging against your clit. you're squeezing so tight around him and he feels it, every thrust has your cunt reeling towards a well deserved orgasm.

nanami hunches over your writhing body, lips pressing against yours; tongues clashing against each other while you both can hear the gentle plaps of his desperate hips on yours. swollen pairs of lips are trading grunts and moans, tangled and sloppy as his hips start to stutter and you're a few more strokes away from your clit getting an orgasm wringed out.

"nanam..i.. nanami.." your cracking voice is warning him, oh, that heat that cradles your clit so close and lovingly is threatening to unleash itself.

"yeah? what's wrong, baby?" hhnngh. his dick is so deep, it's pressed up against all of you. it's nudging it's pronounced head against your cervix. if your clit wasn't so swollen with stimulation, the cervix prodding would've hurt. your head was in the sky though — your sweet husband fucking every painful nerve into submission as he buries himself deeper.

"oh baby.." words are stumbling as your cunt locks his dick into what feels like a chokehold. "cum-" is the only thing you pathetically choke out before your back arches.

"there we go, beautiful. cum all over it." his purring voice praises you as every neuron fires in your brain.

nanami swears he heard a pop from how arched your spine was. your thighs convulse and shake as the weight of your orgasm cave in on you. you're sobbing and rutting your hips up into his, stimulating your clit more as you rock through your orgasm. it feels like hot licks are pressing into your twitching button. thick meat is getting squeezed so deliciously by your snug cunt. it feels so good that each squeeze of your hole eventually causes nanami's vigor to falter — and he couldn't stop it.

nanami begins to tumble and roll towards his own orgasm. his balls pulse, wavering with such hunger as you feel the tip stiffen. oh, it's like it's swelling inside; ready to burst and feed your fertile cunt with well equipped seed.

"baby, yo.. you're making me cum." he's pounding you — his dick is rocking it's tip into your g-spot which makes your brain turn to mush from the added stimulation.

"ah-ah yeah.. nanamin.. make me a mommy." shit, you're egging him on now while you keep bucking those slutty hips into him :( you're definitely gonna take his seed, he'll make sure of it.

"m-make my tummy swollen." is all he hears as his ears ring. his body lurches forward as he shoves his hips into yours, it's almost painful how much his swelling cock presses into your cervix. his balls heavily pulsing as he spills his load inside.

the man's toes crack as they roughly curl into themselves. he's flooding your fertile womb with his seed and you feel his cock twitch, wincing at the deep cramp it pulls from your lower stomach as you mewl.

your pussy still squeezes and spasms even after he slips out. the shape of him feels imprinted into your walls. your insides feel so warm, you squelch with his cum. you're so sure this wouldn't be an issue. there's no way that you couldn't get pregnant from how deep he was inside you.

his body shudders from how sensitive he feels, tips of calloused fingers now run along your inner thighs. your cunt still twitches like it's hungry for more — and a part of nanami almost wants to slide back in and fuck you all over again.

"you did so good." his voice soft as he praises, pressing his lips against your knee. "what can i get for my girl?" ooh.. the very tips of his fingers are now running along your puffy lips.

your eyes blink slowly, the gears in your brain grinding as your lips fall for a response. "mm.. water.. and ah-.." hips raise ever so slightly from how his fingers graze your folds. "cuddles.."

nanami chuckles, humming a soft "mhm" as he leaves to fetch your requested water; returning shortly after. your ears perk at the sound of the ice cubes dinking against the glass cup. you push yourself up to sit and eyes fall down as you feel a gooey warmth slip out between your thighs.

the moment your hand is firmly holding the cup of water, nanami's fingers — cold from the ice water, slide between your thighs. a chilly finger is scooping up his leaking cum before he's pushing it back into your hole and you practically choke on the freezing water.

"m' sorry baby.. just wanna make sure it takes." an equally chill thumb grazes your clit before pulling away, thick finger slipping from your leaky and warm walls.

a shaky hand of yours is setting down the water on the nightstand, and nanami takes the opportunity to crawl back into bed; wrapping strong arms around your waist as he's pulling you so close. his breath is hot against your neck as he peppers the delicate and sensitive skin with kisses.

"so proud of you. you feeling okay?" you nod, melting into his arms; his comfort and cuddles lulling you into a sleep.

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no one is more excited than nanami when you barge into his at home office, waving a pink stick in front of his face that flashes a "+" symbol on the tiny screen.

"oh!!! look at that!" his smile is so full of love as crows feet adorn the outer corners of his eyes. "my wife is gonna be a mommy." he's on his feet, wrapping his arms around you as he's pressing the sweetest kiss to your forehead.

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Baby blanket/swaddle | Best Baby blanket - babylifeuae

Babylifeuae offers a wide range of baby blankets swaddle. They are made of soft, breathable fabric and are designed to help keep your baby safe, secure, and comfortable. They come in a variety of colors, patterns, and sizes to fit your baby's needs. These blankets can be used for swaddling, as a burp cloth, as a cover for a car seat, and more. They are also machine washable for easy cleaning.

[gilbertscurls]

Life at First Sight ➵ Matt Sturniolo

summary: matt is holding your baby for the first time

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The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the baby monitor and the occasional rustle of the blanket. Matt stood in the doorway, his heart pounding as he gazed at the tiny bundle swaddled in a soft blue blanket in the crib. His hands were slightly trembling, and a knot of nerves tightened in his stomach.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed, your face lit up with a radiant, exhausted smile as you watched the baby. You had been incredible throughout the whole process, and now, as you looked at Matt, your eyes were filled with encouragement.

“Come on, Matt,” you said softly, patting the space next to you. “Come hold him. He’s waiting for you.”

Matt took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “I don’t know, baby. What if I mess up? What if I’m not holding him right?”

Your smile widened as you shook your head. “You won’t mess up. He’s just a baby, and he’s not expecting you to be perfect. He just needs you to be there.”

Matt nodded, taking slow, deliberate steps towards the crib. The tiny face peeking out from the blanket was so peaceful, so fragile. He felt an overwhelming mix of love and fear. He had always imagined this moment, but now that it was real, the weight of responsibility felt heavy.

You reached out, gently guiding Matt’s hands to the baby. “Here, let me help you,” you said, your voice calming. “Cradle his head like this…”

Matt carefully followed your instructions, lifting the baby into his arms. The small form felt delicate against his chest, and he could barely believe that he was holding his own child. The baby stirred slightly but stayed asleep, nestled comfortably.

You watched him with a tender gaze. “See? You’re doing great.”

Matt looked down, his eyes welling with tears. “He’s so tiny. I don’t want to do anything wrong.”

You reached out and placed a reassuring hand on his arm. “You’re not alone in this. We’re in this together, and we’ll learn as we go. You’ve already shown so much love and care. That’s what matters most.”

Matt swallowed hard, his emotions overwhelming him. “I just… I want to be the best for him. I want to be a good dad.”

“You already are,” you said, her voice filled with conviction. “And you’ll keep getting better. Just by being here and caring so much, you’re already doing more than enough.”

Matt took a deep breath, feeling a little more confident. He looked down at his baby, marveling at the tiny fingers curled around his hand and the soft, peaceful breathing. “He’s perfect,” Matt whispered.

You leaned in, resting your head against his shoulder. “He is. And he has the best parents he could ever ask for.”

You stayed like that for a while, the room filled with a quiet, contented peace. Matt’s nerves slowly eased as he held his baby, feeling the immense love he had for this little person growing stronger by the second.

“Thank you, baby,” Matt said softly, looking at you. “For everything.”

You smiled, your eyes sparkling with love. “We’re a team, remember? We’re in this together.”

And with that, Matt cradled his newborn son with a newfound confidence, knowing that with you by his side, you would navigate this new chapter of your lives together.

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[pepperyduck]

growing old with kento nanami, pt. 2

word count: 3.5k

warnings: having kids, raising kids, naming kids after lost loved ones, descriptions of growing old, like actually growing old and having grandchildren, descriptions of body changes after birth, dad nanami, no angst in this one just living a happy life with husband nanami :3 (18+ mdni!)

notes: i love u all sm, i am giving this man the ending he deserves. now get ready bc i just went through a terrible breakup and must project it in my writing. much love!!!

part 1 | masterlist

nanami watched you with loving eyes as you laid in your hospital bed, exhausted and sleeping so peacefully after the delivery of your baby. your hair stuck to your face in messy patterns from all the sweat, your chest rose and fell on the perfect, comfortable beat. this time, he was sitting in the chair next to your bed, a book open and ready to be read, but kento’s eyes refused to skim the pages – you looked so beautiful. the room was quiet, only the soft buzzing of an air conditioner and beeping from one of the monitors stuck to you would infiltrate the silence. kento paid close mind whenever you began to stir, lightly fluttering your eyes open to look at him, oh so tired.

“good morning, beautiful,” kento cooed, closing his book to rest it on his thigh. he reached out his hand to lay it atop yours, a soft smile grazing his lips when he looked at you.

“hi,” you groaned, slightly rolling over and wincing when the sharp pain began to shoot through your body. kento’s brows furrowed whenever he saw your discomfort.

“how are you feeling?” he asked.

“tired…it hurts,” you muttered, closing your eyes again. kento’s thumb lightly grazed over the back of your hand, tracing the veins.

kento made sure the nurses that came to check on you administered some pain medicine, and after a while, you began to not be in as much torment as before. you were told you could go home in a day or two, after the pain subsides and the baby is evaluated to be in good health.

kento pushed you down the hallway in a wheelchair towards the nursery, and politely asked to see your baby. you cried so many tears of joy the moment your baby boy was settled in your arms, swaddled in a hospital blanket and sleeping gently. he was so beautiful, a spitting image of his father from the word go. even though he was tiny, and his features weren’t so defined, you could already see the resemblance.

“have you decided on a name yet?” the nurse sweetly asked, clipboard in hand with all your information. you and kento swapped looks for a moment, obviously unprepared for the question. for a minute, you thought in your mind about all the names you discussed, finally landing on one that would be thoughtful and fitting.

“what about ‘yū’ kento?” you suggested, looking up at your husband for his approval.

the gesture of naming his son after his passed best friend made kento a little sad, but he knew haibara would be proud and so happy, so he nodded his head in agreement.

“yes, yū. that’s perfect.”

taking care of such a tiny human came so naturally to kento. he was easily able to balance work on top of making sure the baby was okay. for the first few months, it seemed as if yū would always cry when he was with you, until kento finally would pick him up and settle the baby in his arms. kento had taken an adequate amount of time off from work, working only 3-4 days a week, he made sure you had enough time to rest in between taking care of the baby for days at a time.

after a while, yū began to calm down, reverting into a happy, smiley, giggly baby. you felt more comfortable taking care of him on your own without kento there. so, in return, kento began working even more, picking up his normal 40-hour work week. since you had moved cities, you hadn’t found a stable job yet, but that was okay. because kento wanted to take care of you. he wanted to be the one to take care of his family.

so, you let him. he provided as much as possible for you and your child, all the while ensuring he wasn’t overworking himself in the process. he wanted to live a happy life, after all, he was never going to revert back to the ways of his 24-year-old self; working impossible hours and remaining exhausted 24/7.

since yū had began to grow older, hitting the year-old mark in the blink of an eye, you came to realize that you only took care of him. not that you minded, of course, you loved your baby. but you were less active, and it showed on your body. more and more, you looked in the mirror to find the pregnancy weight still latched on to you, the body you once had just didn’t seem to be there. you knew your husband should be the one to talk about insecurities, sure, but with all the surgeries he went through, and all he did to improve his health; you thought he looked just as ravishing as the day you met him. he did look just as handsome, even with the scars covering half of his body. he was simply a beautiful man.

and you began to feel undeserving. ugly. lesser than the person you were married to. and for what? because of some baby weight? it was natural. so why did you feel so increasingly terrible about yourself as time went on? you worked out, you stayed as healthy as possible; but it was like nothing was going to let you get back to how you looked before the baby.

you were looking in the mirror in your bathroom, a huge one, just like you dreamed of. but the large size of the mirror only gave you more sight into your own reflection. a reflection that filled you with disgust. you frowned at the weird shape and size of your tummy, or at least the shape you thought was weird, and the way your face seemed chubbier, and your thighs had grown in size.

“hey, honey,” kento greeted you, walking around the frame of the bathroom door. his sights were immediately infiltrated with the picture of his gorgeous wife, with her sleep shorts tugged down below her stomach, endearing stretchmarks littering the skin that once carried his beloved son.

you tugged your shorts up quickly and replied to him, “hi, kento.” with a quick turn on your heel and a step forward, you planted a light peck on his lips. he smiled down at you, eyes glittering with the very glimpse of such a beautiful woman.

“what are you doing?” he asked, snaking an arm around your waist to pull you close. you sort of slumped your body against him, resting a head on his shoulder, and you sighed.

“do you think i look…different now?” you couldn’t stop yourself from asking the question, blurting it out as you rested against your husband. he pulled you away and rested his hands on your waist to look you in the eyes.

“what do you mean, hm?” kento’s thumbs grazed up and down your soft skin.

you looked back into the mirror, frowning once more at the silhouette your body created. with a pitiful tone, you began to speak, “my body. ever since i had yū, it’s just been…ugly. i feel ugly.” you described yourself with one of the most hurtful words and caused kento’s eyebrows to furrow as he looked at you.

ugly? how dare his own wife speak about his wife that way. because, in his eyes, you were the most breathtaking individual on the planet. in the universe, actually. sure, he had noticed the changes of your body – the changes that came from you growing a human being inside of you, single-handedly giving him the best gift he’s ever received. if anything, he loved the changes of your body, somehow your skin became even softer to him, contrasting his rough hands perfectly.

“i’m sorry,” you apologized, noticing your husband’s glare once you looked back up at him. he shook his head.

“don’t apologize, i understand.” kento comforted you, bringing a sweet hand up to your cheek to pull you in for a soft kiss. once he pulled back, he ran a thumb over your cheek, “do you want to know what i think, sweetheart?”

brows furrowing, you looked up at him with a confused expression, “think about wh-,” he cut you off with another kiss to the lips. he skimmed his lips over different parts of your face, planting light pecks over all the skin.

“i think,” kento’s lips trailed down your neck slowly, then to each off your shoulders, beginning down one of your arms. “i have,” his kisses didn’t waver as he made his way down your arm, giving a firm kiss to the back of your hand as he held it, kneeling down. “the most,” he smiled up at you before focusing on your tummy, kissing the shirt that laid atop your soft skin, trailing all over your abdomen.

“beautiful wife in the world.”

you giggled at his gesture, the laugh soon faltering because kento’s stare on you was full of complete seriousness. the things that kento thought were always fact, never fiction, you should’ve known that. so yes, what he said was true. it would always be true in his eyes, too. always.

with all the intimacy conjured in the bathroom, that was the night you got pregnant with your second child, a daughter named mayu.

parenthood came with its own highs and lows as your children grew. your daughter loved her father til’ the earths end, always opting to stay under his arm whenever he was home. mayu had taken more of your looks this time, not quite the spitting image like yū was to your husband, but enough to tell that you were her mother. she was full of energy and happiness and took on a sassy personality from a young age. yū, however, was very emotional and laidback compared to his sister. it was quite funny how much their personalities showed, even when they were unable to talk. but as they began to grow up and adopt certain mannerisms, their personalities began to bloom even more.

as kento got older, he had gained just a tiny amount of weight, filling out his muscular form even more. his abs slowly faded with time, turning into a less-defined version of themselves. and your favorite part about kento growing older was his hair. once your children reached 3 and 5, kento had reached a good 35, turning 36 soon, little grey pieces began to pepper themselves into his hairline, shining brightly in between the blonde strands. he began to have small crow’s feet in the outsides of his eyes, and smile lines from the amount of smiling he did with you.

on yū’s first day of school, kento had to hold you as you sniffled back tears, watching your oldest boy walk through the front doors of the school. he held his arm around your shoulders and waved his son off, shushing you and saying he will only be gone until 3 p.m. little did you know, kento had to hold back his own tears, because in that moment he felt so accomplished as a father, even though that was only the beginning of yū’s journey.

not to worry, though, because on mayu’s first day – your husband cried like a baby seeing his daughter walk off into school, nervous for the first time in her life.

the first few years of your children’s school life were smooth sailing. yū and mayu alike made many friends and looked at school in a positive light. you and kento never got tired of their endless stories – about a game they played or a lesson they learned or a book they read. every little art project and 100 on a test decorated the fridge. kento made sure to teach them both about the importance of schooling and how to remain at the top of their class, along with balancing the increasing schoolwork the older they got.

it wasn’t until yū hit middle school that things began to go downhill.

neither you nor kento thought that your children would be able to see curses. only one of you was a sorcerer, and kento was the only one in his family that was able to be a sorcerer, too. but when kento took him to a bakery, yū saw the same creature as his father crawling around on the floor, eliciting an ear-shattering scream – kento felt doomed.

“what do you think we should do?” you questioned, leaning against the counter as your husband sat at the kitchen table, lips pursed beneath intertwined fingers pressed on the lower half of his face.

“i do not want him to be a sorcerer,” kento stated, a stern tone in his voice, “but he…he’s…i don’t know if we can stop it.” your husband sounded defeated at the statement.

he could only ask himself why this had to happen to him of all people; someone that had run away from jujutsu twice now. you and kento both decided to wait until your children were older to explain it all, and where all their uncles and aunts and family friends came from, but at the time, it all seemed inevitable but to give some sort of explanation.

so, of course, he called one of the people he trusted – and now respected – the most.

“nanami!” gojo squealed as soon as the front door was opened, revealing the still tall and lanky satoru. kento seemed to still be annoyed by his presence, yet inside he was thankful for his friend to show up on such short notice. gojo had been around your children some, obviously, but you and kento tried to keep your distance because of how dangerous it all was.

after giving satoru the rundown of the past days’ events, you sent mayu off to a friend’s house and sat yū in the living area with all the adults. until that point, he had no explanation as to what he saw in the bakery. but with ease, just as everything was with gojo, he gave y�� the clarification needed to understand he had a special gift, and to use it wisely. kento made up his mind as to not scare your son by telling him about how he got all those scars, saving that for a later date. yū still didn’t understand everything entirely, but ended up having some sort of grasp on his abilities. that was all that was needed.

you and kento collectively decided it would be yū’s choice when he was old enough to decide to become a sorcerer, with the help of gojo, of course.

fortunately, or unfortunately, for mayu, she would end up not having the same abilities as her father. it was sort of a blessing, only having to worry about one kid being raised to fight the second they turned 14.

the years spent waiting for yū to become old enough to decide about jujutsu felt like a ticking time bomb for you and kento. many, many nights were spent in the kitchen, talking endlessly about your concerns but also the upsides to having your son learn under one of kento’s most trusted partners. but the both of you became more honest with your son about the reality of going into jujutsu, the pros and cons of becoming a sorcerer, and how it could both positively and negatively affect his life.

ultimately, though, kento was the most relieved he’d ever been when your son gave his answer about becoming a sorcerer, a few days away from the end of middle school.

“uh, no, dad. it sounds way too dangerous. i want to go to college.” yū’s words came off as that of a normal, moody teenager, but in the end made a weight lift off you and your husband’s shoulders.

they say time flies when you’re having fun, and that was the truest of statements when it came to raising your children with kento. yū’s high school years approached quickly, mayu’s seemingly approached even faster, it was all a rush of images that remained in your head. the sports teams, never missing a thursday night game to cheer on your son from the stands, as he led his soccer team to the regional levels. the first time yū brought a girl home, with you and kento seemingly even more nervous to meet the sweet young lady that attached herself to your son’s arm. prom was so much fun, seeing your husband knot the same printed tie around his son’s neck that he wore in his sorcerer days, before taking a thousand photos of yū and his girlfriend. your son had the most elated, idiotic smile on his face once he opened the door to find his girlfriend dressed to the nines in a stunning dress, the same smile on his face when he came home after a fun night with his friends. and of course, graduation topped it all off, yū standing at the top of his class just like his father. both you and kento had to stifle back tears watching him walk across the stage.

mayu’s high school days were a flash as well, a very fond memory looking back. she remained with the same snappy and sassy personality, just as when she was little. mayu remained close with her father, but began to talk to you as she got older, needing advice for any decision she made. it made you feel like a proud mother, someone she wasn’t embarrassed of because even through her mood swings and bad days, she always found refuge in you. mayu became the student council president by her second year, running every school event like a ship, making sure to always get extra t-shirts for you and kento because you would always show up. while yū was away at college, mayu became your focus as you let your son navigate his way through life.

kento thought he was going to have a heart attack the second his beloved daughter said she had a boyfriend she wanted the both of you to meet. the night that boy rolled up in his car, knocking on the door frantically, kento put on a stern and serious face as he was the one to open the door. mayu came running up behind kento, to no avail, as her boyfriend was already bowing and then shaking your husband’s hand. he politely introduced himself, practically shaking with how intimidated he was by your husband. but the night went on smoothly, you had dinner together and found out more about mayu’s boyfriend and his aspirations. at the end of the night, after he had left and mayu went to bed, kento said he was an, “alright young man,” which was the biggest compliment if you were going to date his daughter.

mayu’s graduation was the time for kento to sob again, seeing his daughter get so much recognition for all she did for the school, feeling like the proudest dad of two children. yū had driven into town, sitting next to you and kento in the stands, a bouquet of flowers for his sister. mayu moved into her dorm only a few weeks later, leaving you and kento in an empty house, riddled with the memories of raising two beautiful, accomplished, important and thriving children.

it all went by too fast.

after your birds had successfully left the nest, you and kento spent all your time together once again. the days would mix up as he began to work less and less to prepare for his retirement. time flew by, aging you and your husband both, the wrinkles becoming delicately pronounced each year, the grey hairs eventually taking over all the blonde in his head. you spent your time reading, baking, and most of all, traveling as soon as kento’s last day at work hit.

you flew all around the world, visiting the most gorgeous and diverse cities alike, emerging yourselves in all the different cultures, practices, and kento’s favorite part – the food. you visited malaysia with him again, just as you did on your honeymoon, the love you felt all those years ago still present within you both. you walked along the beaches and toured all the spots you favorited on your honeymoon again.

your life with kento nanami was beautiful.

you lay in bed with your husband at your side, his peaceful yet loud snores endearing as he sleeps so soundly. tomorrow, your 25th wedding anniversary will be here. you’ll walk out on the porch of the beautiful condo kento bought after retirement with a cup of coffee for him. you’ll read a book as your husband basks in the view of the beach he longed for all his life. your children and their spouses will drive in around afternoon, and spend the weekend with you both, letting you get time in with yū’s new baby, your grandchild. you will mingle, laugh, maybe cry and reminisce in all the memories you and your husband built up over the course of decades. your house will be loud with the sounds of kids and family and friends, all there to celebrate the life you’ve had with your husband.

even if kento were to die the next day, or in a year, or in 10 years, something would always remain true.

kento nanami had successfully spent his life with his true love.

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Infant Swaddlers: A Snuggly Solution

The age-old practice of wrapping your baby snugly in the best infant swaddle blanket. Here's the deal: swaddling mimics the feeling of being in the womb, promoting a sense of security and calmness. This can lead to fewer nighttime wake-ups and more peaceful sleep for you and your little one (trust us, you'll need it!).

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Designing The Perfect Nursery With Threadfairyco’s Premium Blankets

Creating the perfect nursery is an exciting journey that allows parents to craft a safe, comforting, and stylish space for their little one. While choosing furniture and decor is essential, selecting the right textiles, such as premium blankets, can significantly enhance the overall ambiance and functionality of the nursery. Threadfairyco, a trusted brand renowned for its high-quality baby products, offers a stunning collection of premium blankets that cater to every need, from swaddling to snuggling.

In this blog, we will explore how Threadfairyco’s premium blankets can help you design the perfect nursery, with a focus on incorporating different types of blankets such as muslin blankets, swaddle blankets, wool blankets, and baby blankets. By the end, you'll be equipped with the knowledge to create a cozy, aesthetically pleasing, and practical nursery for your baby.

Understanding the Importance of Blankets in a Nursery

Blankets play a crucial role in a nursery, serving multiple purposes beyond just keeping your baby warm. They contribute to the room’s overall aesthetic, provide comfort during sleep, and offer safety when chosen correctly. Here’s why choosing the right blankets is vital:

Comfort: Babies have delicate skin, so the softness and breathability of the blankets are essential to avoid irritation and ensure comfort.

Safety: Selecting blankets made from safe, non-toxic materials ensures that your baby is not exposed to harmful chemicals or fabrics that could cause allergic reactions.

Design: Blankets can add a touch of style to the nursery, complementing the room’s theme and color scheme.

Threadfairyco understands these needs and offers a range of premium blankets designed with both comfort and style in mind.

Threadfairyco’s Premium Blankets: A Blend of Comfort and Style

Threadfairyco’s collection of premium blankets is crafted to meet the highest standards of quality, offering a blend of comfort, safety, and aesthetics. Here’s what makes them stand out:

High-Quality Materials: Threadfairyco uses only the finest materials, including organic muslin, soft fleece, and plush wool, to create blankets that are gentle on your baby’s skin.

Thoughtful Designs: Each blanket is designed with attention to detail, featuring charming patterns, vibrant colors, and playful themes that can easily match any nursery decor.

Versatility: Whether you need a blanket for swaddling, cuddling, or as a decorative piece, Threadfairyco offers a variety of options to suit every purpose.

Now, let’s delve into the different types of blankets offered by Threadfairyco and how they can be used to design the perfect nursery.

Muslin Blankets: The Ultimate Versatility

Muslin blankets are a staple in any nursery, known for their lightweight, breathable, and versatile nature. Threadfairyco’s muslin blankets are crafted from 100% organic cotton, making them incredibly soft and safe for your baby’s sensitive skin.

Why Choose Muslin Blankets?

Breathability: The open weave of muslin fabric allows air to circulate, reducing the risk of overheating and keeping your baby comfortable throughout the night.

Versatility: Muslin blankets can be used as swaddles, burp cloths, nursing covers, or even as a light blanket during warmer months.

Durability: Despite their lightweight nature, muslin blankets are durable and get softer with each wash, making them a long-lasting addition to your nursery.

Designing with Muslin Blankets

Threadfairyco’s muslin blankets come in a variety of charming designs, from playful prints to soothing pastels. You can drape a muslin blanket over the crib, use it as a decorative throw on a rocking chair, or fold it neatly on a shelf for easy access. The versatility of muslin blankets allows you to incorporate them seamlessly into your nursery’s design while ensuring that they are always within reach for practical use.

Swaddle Blankets: Embracing Your Baby in Comfort

Swaddling is an age-old practice that helps babies feel secure and mimics the snug environment of the womb. Threadfairyco’s swaddle blankets are specifically designed to make swaddling easy and comfortable for both parents and babies.

Why Choose Swaddle Blankets?

Comfort: Threadfairyco’s swaddle blankets are made from soft, breathable fabrics that provide the perfect amount of stretch to keep your baby snug without restricting movement.

Ease of Use: These blankets are sized perfectly for swaddling, making it easy for parents to wrap their babies securely.

Promotes Sleep: Swaddling with Threadfairyco’s best swaddle blankets can help calm your baby and promote longer, more restful sleep.

Designing with Swaddle Blankets

Swaddle blankets are not only functional but also add a touch of elegance to your nursery. You can display a few folded swaddle blankets on a changing table or in a basket for easy access. Choose swaddle blankets in colors and patterns that complement your nursery’s theme, adding both style and practicality to the room.

Wool Blankets: Cozy Warmth for Chilly Nights

For those cooler nights, wool blankets are an excellent choice to keep your baby warm and cozy. Threadfairyco’s wool blankets are crafted from high-quality, soft wool, offering warmth without the weight.

Why Choose Wool Blankets?

Warmth: Wool blankets provide superior insulation, keeping your baby warm during colder months.

Natural Fibers: Wool is a natural, breathable fiber that helps regulate your baby’s body temperature, ensuring they stay comfortable.

Hypoallergenic: Threadfairyco’s wool blankets are hypoallergenic, making them safe for babies with sensitive skin or allergies.

Designing with Wool Blankets

Wool blankets are a great addition to your nursery for colder seasons. Drape a wool blanket over the crib or rocking chair for a cozy, inviting look. You can also keep a wool blanket on hand for nighttime feedings, offering both warmth and comfort to your baby. Threadfairyco’s wool blankets come in classic designs that can add a timeless touch to your nursery’s decor.

Baby Blankets: Everyday Essentials

Baby blankets are a nursery essential, serving multiple purposes from tummy time to stroller rides. Threadfairyco’s baby blankets are designed to be soft, durable, and easy to care for, making them perfect for everyday use.

Why Choose Baby Blankets?

Softness: Threadfairyco’s baby blankets are incredibly soft, providing a gentle touch against your baby’s delicate skin.

Durability: These blankets are made to withstand frequent washing, maintaining their softness and quality over time.

Variety: Available in a range of sizes, colors, and designs, Threadfairyco’s baby blankets can be used for various purposes around the nursery and beyond.

Designing with Baby Blankets

Incorporating baby blankets into your nursery design is easy and functional. Keep a few baby blankets folded on a shelf or in a basket for quick access during playtime or naps. You can also coordinate the colors and patterns of these blankets with other textiles in the nursery, such as crib sheets and curtains, to create a cohesive look.

Choosing the Best Swaddle Blankets for Your Nursery

When it comes to swaddling, choosing the best swaddle blankets is essential for your baby’s comfort and safety. Threadfairyco offers a selection of the best swaddle blankets that combine quality materials, thoughtful design, and ease of use.

What Makes a Swaddle Blanket the Best?

Material: The best swaddle blankets are made from soft, breathable fabrics like cotton or muslin, which are gentle on the skin and help regulate body temperature.

Size: A good swaddle blanket should be large enough to wrap your baby securely without being too bulky.

Ease of Use: Threadfairyco’s swaddle blankets are designed with parents in mind, making it easy to swaddle your baby quickly and efficiently.

Designing with the Best Swaddle Blankets

Swaddle blankets are a key component of your nursery’s textile collection. Display a selection of Threadfairyco’s best swaddle blankets in a way that complements your nursery’s decor. For example, you can hang them on a decorative ladder or arrange them in a stylish basket near the crib. This not only adds visual interest to the room but also keeps these essential items within easy reach.

The Versatility of Threadfairyco’s Premium Blankets

One of the standout features of Threadfairyco’s premium blankets is their versatility. These blankets can be used in a variety of ways, both inside and outside the nursery. Here are a few ideas:

Tummy Time: Lay a premium blanket on the floor for a soft, comfortable surface during tummy time.

Stroller Rides: Use a premium blanket to keep your baby warm during stroller rides, or as a sunshade on warmer days.

Decorative Throw: Drape a blanket over a nursery chair or crib to add a pop of color and style to the room.

Gift Idea: Threadfairyco’s premium blankets make excellent gifts for new parents, combining practicality with a touch of luxury.

Coordinating with Nursery Decor

To create a cohesive look in your nursery, consider coordinating your Threadfairyco premium blankets with other elements of the room’s decor. Here are some tips:

Color Scheme: Choose blankets in colors that complement the nursery’s overall color scheme. Soft pastels, neutral tones, and vibrant patterns can all work depending on the theme.

Patterns and Themes: If your nursery has a specific theme, such as animals, stars, or rainbows, select blankets that feature matching patterns or motifs.

Layering Textiles: Layering different types of textiles, such as blankets, crib sheets, and pillows, can add depth and texture to the room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Why Threadfairyco’s Premium Blankets Are a Worthy Investment

Investing in Threadfairyco’s premium blankets is a decision you won’t regret. These blankets offer more than just warmth and comfort; they provide peace of mind knowing that your baby is wrapped in safe, high-quality materials.

Long-Lasting Quality

Threadfairyco’s premium blankets are designed to last, making them a wise investment for your nursery. The durability of these blankets ensures they will withstand frequent use and washing, maintaining their softness and integrity over time.

Timeless Design

The timeless designs of Threadfairyco’s blankets mean they can be passed down to future siblings or even kept as keepsakes. Their classic patterns and neutral colors will never go out of style, making them a versatile addition to any nursery.

Practical and Stylish

Threadfairyco’s premium blankets strike the perfect balance between practicality and style. They not only serve a functional purpose but also add a touch of elegance to your nursery’s decor.

Conclusion: Crafting the Perfect Nursery with Threadfairyco’s Premium Blankets

Designing the perfect nursery is all about creating a space that is comfortable, safe, and stylish for your little one. Threadfairyco’s premium blankets offer the perfect combination of quality, versatility, and design, making them an essential part of your nursery. Whether you’re looking for muslin blankets, swaddle blankets, wool blankets, or the best swaddle blankets, Threadfairyco has you covered.

By thoughtfully incorporating these premium blankets into your nursery design, you can create a warm, inviting space where your baby can sleep, play, and grow. Shop Threadfairyco’s collection today to discover the perfect blankets for your nursery and give your baby the comfort they deserve.

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THE MAGIC OF SWADDLING - THIS IS WHERE DREAMS BEGIN

Dreams start with the enchantment of wrapping up. Cover your child with comfort and style. Figure out what makes Trance Home Linen exceptional and give your child the most comfort and quality that anyone could hope to find. Get our swaddle cloth online right now to offer your children a quiet night's rest. Swaddling is something other than a wrapping strategy, a delicate embrace relieves your newborn child and advances relaxing rest by reenacting the warm, comfortable belly. Have a look at the soft 100% cotton malmal baby swaddle cloth. Your baby can have a good sense of safety with our top wrap-up materials. They create the ideal cocoon-like environment for peaceful sleep and are made from the softest cotton. They gently caress your baby's delicate skin. There are a lot more purposes for our swaddle wrap cloth, with its outrageous flexibility. These can be utilized as burp materials, carriage covers, nursing covers, or even as a slim cover for your newborn child's stomach.

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Cradle Me

Father!Quinn x Son & Wife!Reader. Word Count: 1,1k Authorial Note: My next voted WIP! I hope you enjoy this fic as much as I did while writing it! Don’t know if it’s my best piece then. Warnings: Swearing, mentions of birth.

Elliot Samuel Hughes came screaming into the world at 4:12 p.m., Quinn only knew his son for a matter of awed, breathless moments before the world sharpened—and chaos erupted.

Nurses swarmed you, dabbing and cleaning with sodden warm towels. A warm, slimy bundle of swaddle-blanket and baby reached your chest as the obstetrician stepped back from your glistening body. Quinn's reddened hand slipped from your grip, instinctively cradling the baby to your chest. His other hand, shaking slightly, gripped the bed's plastic rail. Leaning forward, he rested his right arm limply across your shoulder, his forehead gently touching yours as the two of you gazed down at your son.

"How’re you doing, Dad?" the obstetrician asked from the sink as he scrubbed his hands clean.

Quinn blinked, a goofy grin spreading across his face. "I feel sick... but in a good way." He laughed softly, joy plastered permanently on his face. "We created a human... that's fucking scary but awesome at the same time."

Even in your post-birth haze, a smile graced your lips. It was an awesome thing indeed. This was your person now, a culmination of Quinn and your love. Despite this baby being considered a gift, he clearly was sent to test you and Quinn’s love for each other. No parenting class could have prepared you for the unfolding chaos that was leaving the hospital and heading home. The first day at the hospital was incredible, the nurses gently guided you and Quinn in the ways of parenting. But once you left and arrived home, the learning curve turned into an aggressive crash course.

Emotions ran high for every family member. Every nap missed, messy feed, spit-up, or nappy mess that needed cleaning up frayed the string further. Quinn and you had been remarkably naïve to think that this journey would be easy, even though you’d been dreaming collectively of this moment for years.

Quinn, along with self-proclaimed uncles Elias, Brock, and JT, spent hours working on the perfect nursery for baby boy Hughes. From wall decorations to the crib and changing table—which you insisted had to be powder blue with clouds and a grassy field with cows in it—the boys poured their hearts into it. Once they had finished assembling the room and you'd let it air out due to your hatred of the smell of fresh paint, you added the final details: books, blankets, nappies, and wipes, along with baby clothes hanging neatly on tiny coat hangers.

The first night home from the hospital was powered purely by adrenaline. You and Quinn took shifts with baby boy—changing, feeding, and sometimes just comforting him to sleep. By the second and third nights, the exhaustion set in. Leaving the warmth of the bed became a Herculean effort, especially for you. The physical toll of birth weighed heavily on your body, and sustaining new life felt overwhelming.

Quinn tried his hardest to take the load off, seeing how hard you were working to make the transition smooth, though it felt futile. His patience held up remarkably well for the first four days, but by the fourth night, tension crept in. Snappish words replaced your usual playful banter, and the distance between you felt like a growing chasm. Quinn’s touch, once so comforting, now felt foreign. Exhaustion tangled both your nerves, and intimacy between the two of you became a distant memory.

That night, an abrupt “goodnight” was shared, accompanied by a peck on the cheek. You both lay there in the dark, separated by a wall of fatigue, each praying for sleep that never came, as baby boy woke again at distasteful hours of the night.

Night five was the killer. Some ungodly hour like 1:03 a.m. glared back at you from the microwave as you ambled around the kitchen for the second time that night. You’d fed him twice now, but much of the milk had come back up in spit-up. Quinn had changed baby once and had checked on him again 45 minutes earlier.

There was one distinct problem: the baby only slept when he was held. You could do as many laps around the kitchen as you wanted, Quinn could rock him for hours, but as soon as baby landed on the bassinet’s mattress, it was like laying him on lava.

"Still no luck, darlin’?" Quinn’s voice came quietly from the doorway, his tired form silhouetted by the dim light of the stairs. He met you halfway, his brow furrowed with concern.

You let out a soft, frustrated sigh. "Every time I put him down, he cries," you whispered, blinking back tears. "I’m so tired, Quinn."

He stepped closer, reaching for your hand and pressing a kiss to your knuckles. "C’mon, let’s go back to bed," he murmured, leading you gently up the stairs. Exhaustion had blurred the edges of your world, and you forced a tired smile as he kissed your hand again.

"He’s just going to cry when I put him down, Quinn," you stated tiredly as he threw back the covers for you. The softness of the bed felt like heaven against your aching body, and you settled in without a second thought.

Quinn, now shirtless, pulled baby from your arms and nestled him gently on his chest, holding him snugly as he propped himself up with pillows. He tucked you in under his arm, pulling the blankets over both of you.

"Sleep now, darlin’," he whispered, kissing the top of your head. Baby wriggled slightly in his swaddle but quickly relaxed against Quinn's warmth. "If this is how we have to do it from now on, fine."

Quinn sighed, his grip tightening around both of you. "At least we have good chiros at the rink."

[luvjunie]

heyyy, idk if your request or open atm but could you write about miles (e-42) sneaking into the readers house at night, to hangout 🤗 nothing nasty LMFAOOO but like a cute lil moment

— 2:00 AM

pairing: e-42!miles x fem!reader

contains: fluff, miles being a big baby because yes

summary: miles has a hard time falling asleep when you’re not next to him. wc: 1,205

a/n: i loveee soft 42!miles omfg 😭 also i realized i changed up the plot a little after i’d already written it and came back to find the request, so i hope you still like it <3

Tossing and turning instead of getting a full night’s rest seemed to be the norm for Miles as of late.

He laid on his back with an irked sigh, hands scrubbing down his face as he lightly groaned into them. There was no need for him to check the time, he already had a pretty accurate guess seeing as he’d been checking his phone every twenty minutes when his eyes would spring back open after another failed attempt to fall asleep.

He missed you. That he couldn’t deny. He’d made the mistake of falling asleep with you one night, and he’s found himself suffering through the same old routine ever since. He’d never slept as peacefully as he did than when he was next to you, and his mind craved your presence more than it craved sleep apparently. The both of you could’ve slept on concrete and he still would‘ve sworn it was more comfortable than his own bed.

It was a stupid idea, and had he not been desperate for a solution he would’ve realized that. But there was no one to talk him out of it as he got up from his bed and fished around in his dimly lit room for his jacket and a pair of nike slides, so it looked like he’d be going through with it anyway.

He scribbled a quick note for his mom onto a post-it note, stuck it to the fridge for her to find after her shift and left their apartment without another thought, making sure to lock the door behind him.

Night walks through Brooklyn didn’t scare him, in fact they calmed him. Everything was quieter at this time, slower— and he knew these streets like the back of his hand. And even if he didn’t, he was pretty good with the switchblade he kept in his pocket at all times. Your place was only a few blocks away, and even through the slight haze casted over him from his lack of rest, he was still vigilant as ever.

He climbed the fire escape just three stories up until he got to your window, using both his hands to hoist him over the steel railing, his feet landing on the old metal as quiet as he could make them.

He hoped that you still kept it unlocked for him, that your offer stood firm when you told him he was welcome anytime. He whispered a plea before he curled his fingers under the edge, sighing in relief when the window lifted open, though the unpleasant squealing due to the age of the pane made him wince.

The last thing he wanted to do was wake you, so he only lifted it halfway, ducking down and stepping into your room and out of the cold. He glanced over to see your cheek still smushed against your pillow, your legs probably tucked into the fetal position with the way your blankets were swaddled around you.

He managed to close the window without making a sound, but on his way over to your bed he accidentally bumped into your dresser, causing a bottle of perfume to clatter into the other objects you had up there.

“Fuck—“ he hissed quietly, twin braids following the act of his head whipping in your direction when you stirred.

You weren’t the lightest sleeper, but the noise had been enough to startle you awake. Lifting your head from the pillow, you sat up quickly, eyes adjusting to make out who the hunched figure was. The two of you had said goodnight just a few hours ago, and now here he was, in your room.

”Miles?” There was a slight rasp to your voice.

“Hey, ma…” he responded, hands nervously hovering over the mess he’d unintentionally created. He fixed it to the best of his ability, but it definitely wasn’t the way you had it before.

You reached over and turned your clock towards you, the bright white numbers making you screw an eye shut.

“Miles, baby, it’s two am in the morning,” you grumbled sleepily, rubbing your eyes with the heels of your hands and yawning. “What are you doing here? Did something happen?”

Blinking the sleep from your sight, you took in his slightly slouched disposition. He looked exhausted, annoyance from his sleepless night evident in the way he sighed.

”Nah, nah,” he shifted from foot to foot, hand hesitantly raising to scratch his head. His idea seemed sensible at first. He was willing to do anything to get some shut eye, and to see you again, but now he just felt silly for waking you up for no good reason.

“Nothing happened, but I—I couldn’t sleep for shit. So I just thought—“ he rubbed his brow and gave a halfhearted shrug. “I don’t know, it’s stupid. I wasn’t thinkin’ straight and I just wanna be laid up with you. I really didn’t mean to wake you up and I can leave if—“

“It’s okay! It’s okay,” you cut his rambling short and opened up your blankets, scooting over to make room for him. “Come on.” Even in your drowsy state you could tell he was getting flustered trying to explain himself.

“Oh thank God,” he said beneath a breath as he shuffled his jacket and shoes off, eagerly slipping into your bed beside you.

You shifted back onto your side like you were before and pulled the blankets over the both of you, his arm instantly slinking around your waist to pull your body into his, your back against his chest.

“I love you so much.” he sighed tiredly.

He buried his face into the crook of your neck, taking a deep breath in through his nose just as your hand came up behind you to caress the top of his head. His behavior made it seem as if he hadn’t seen you in weeks; like he was trying to refresh his mind of every aspect of you.

“I love you too… Miles, are you sure you’re alright?” you asked, not yet all the way convinced.

“Mhm. Just needed to be with you.” he hummed, his words muffled as he pulled you closer.

“What about your mom? I don’t want her to be worried.”

He grunted at that, his response slurred and barely audible. “She know where I’m at.”

His fingers slipped under the waistband of your cotton sleep-shorts, hand traveling to the round of your lower stomach and resting over it. Why guys were so obsessed with the extra weight girls held there was still an anomaly to you. You couldn’t wrap your mind around it, but he always threw a fit if you didn’t let him hold you like that so you allowed it.

“Goodnight, Miles.” You murmured into the stillness of your room.

Your eyes opened after receiving no response from him, and you were barely able to turn your head to look over your shoulder since his own was occupying the space there.

“Miles?” you questioned gently.

Your answer came in the form of faint snores and slowed breathing from the boy who was knocked out behind you, a smile inching onto your lips at how quickly he dozed off. You let your eyes flutter to a close, ready to fall asleep again, but this time in the arms of your favorite person.