#dad danny wagner

[allieisacrybaby]

THIS IS SENDING ME INTO A SPIRAL. I CAN'T! I CAN'T! I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH!!!

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[losfacedevil]

My Sunshine // Dad D.R.W

a/n~ I blame this video for these soft dad Danny thoughts lol. Just a short cute little drabble! 

Soft music played in the background as Danny puttered around the kitchen, cleaning up the dishes from lunch. He sang along softly, quickly turning off the faucet and drying his hands on a dish towel before turning to the baby that sat watching from her high chair. 

A soft smile spread across Danny’s face as he made his way over to the high chair, an excited expression growing on the little ones face as he came into view. He inspected the tray in front of her, happy to see she had eaten more than half of the avocado he had given her. 

“Does this mean we can we add avocado to the list of things you like?” He cooed, quickly pulling a wipe from the package and cleaning up any remnants of food off of her little face and fingers. An excited scream erupted from the little one as if in answer to his question, little hands flapping as he moved to pull her up and out of her chair. 

“Mamas gonna be so excited to hear how much you ate.” 

He held the little one on his hip, her body so tiny compared to her fathers. Her bottom slotted perfectly into the crease of his elbow as he held her tiny hand in his large one, gently spinning in circles as he sang along to music. 

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey.”

Giggles erupted from the little girl as he changed his grip on her, easily slipping his hands under her arms and raised her up into the air. Her face contorted in shock as he pulled her down towards him quickly, mimicking that of a fall. 

“You’ll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don’t take my sunshine away.” 

A soft chuckled emanated from his chest as he curled his arm under her bottom once more, situating her back on his hip as he peppered her little face with soft kisses. A squeal of delight erupted from the baby girl as she clapped her hands. 

“How about we go play some? How’s that sound, Sis?” 

He made his way into the living room, eyes dancing over the room as he mentally took inventory of where her toys were stored the night before. Bending down he pulled the tummy time mat out, tossing it into the middle of the living room floor as he debated taking the arms securing the hanging toys off of it. She giggled as she almost lost her battle with gravity, leaning back just a little too far. 

Danny’s face contorted in fear, large hand quickly pressing to the baby’s back to steady her tiny body; resting her shoulder safely between his arm and ribcage. The baby cooed, balling her tiny fists into her dads shirt. 

“That wasn’t nice, don’t give Dada a heart attack, girlfriend.” She stared up at him, big brown doe eyes twinkling with excitement; babbling a bit as she smacked her hands against Danny’s chest. 

“Oh is that so? Mama would lose her mind if you fell.” He chuckled, sinking to the floor and crossing his legs in front of him. He sat his daughter on the tummy time mat, quickly turning to pull pillows off of the couch to surround her with; tossing them in her general direction and earned himself a giggle from her.

The little girls eyes were trained on the dangling toys in front of her, a warped play mirror spinning lightly as she reached up and swatted at it. He arranged the pillows around her so she’d have a soft landing when she inevitably lost her balance and toppled over.  

“Who’s that baby in the mirror, hmm, Sunshine? Is that you?” He cooed, laying on his side as he reached up and steadied the mirror. She poked at the mirror with her little finger, babbling away at the warped image of herself in the reflective plastic. 

“You have so many stories to tell today - oops, uh oh!” He exclaimed, a chuckle slipping past his lips as she fell backwards with a soft thud against the pillow behind her. 

Pulling himself into a seated position he watched as she tired to right herself, rolling off of the pillow and resting on her tummy on the mat. She seemingly tested the waters, pressing her hands against the floor as she lifted her torso up off of the floor. Her gaze fell on Danny as he reached over and ruffled the mop of brown curls that covered her head as she  pushed herself up on all fours. 

His eyes widened as he watched her closely, her head tipped down to look underneath her body. She gently rocked back and forth, a clear sign of a milestone on the horizons. 

“Look how strong that avocado made you! You’re gonna be crawling all over this house before we know it, huh?” He questioned, readjusting his position on the floor as he laid down in front of her. 

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Tag list: @jordierama

[trip-the-cal-fantastic]

Thinking about dad!Jake with a deaf son and Uncle!VanFleet.

Jake, Josh, Sam, and Danny all learn sign language to communicate with the little boy.

Jake loves playing guitar for him. If he's playing his acoustic, he lets his son put his hand on the body of the guitar to feel the vibrations. If he's playing electric, he sits on the floor directly in front of the amp with his hand on the speaker. Sign language came easily for Jake, his hands able to move fluidly, just like playing guitar. Jake was his son's favorite person to sign with, him being the easiest to communicate with, sometimes not even needing signs, just certain looks.

The boy likes to sit on Sam's lap while he plays piano, resting his hands on top of his uncle's and pressing the keys, being able to feel the vibrations of the piano. He does the same thing with Sam's amp when he plays bass, his hand on the speaker while he sits in front of it. Sam's sign language is really, really good, also because of the instruments he plays. Jake's son loves signing with Sam, his uncle's facial expressions making the conversation more interesting.

He sits safely on the floor next to Danny's right foot so he can feel the thunder of the bass drum. Sometimes, he sits with his back pressed up against the front of the drum, feeling the thump with every kick. Danny is oddly really good at sign language. He was also able to pick it up pretty easily, and his signs are very clear. The boy loves, loves, loves signing with Danny, his signs fluid and easy to understand.

When Josh, or anyone, sings to him, he lays his little hand on his throat so he can feel his voice. He does this when Josh is just talking in general. Josh is pretty good at sign language, talking with his hands being something he was used to. Other than Jake, the boy signs with Josh most often, enjoying the way his hands move differently from everyone else's.

[kissingkiszka]

I think we need some more dad jake

Father’s Day - dad!Jake Kiszka x Reader

Words: 450+

Summary: On Father’s Day, you surprise Jake with a very special gift, making it his first Father’s Day.

CW: MDNI, 18+, fluff, pregnancy, surprises, cursing, talks of anxiety, implications of sex, suggestive talks

Happy Father’s Day!

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“Goodmorning, love.” You giggled into Jake’s shoulder. He was buried under the covers, it was still pretty early in the morning.

He groans, rolling over to his other side. “Hi beautiful.” He manages to mumble.

“It’s Father’s Day.” You tell him.

He shoots up and looks at you, rubbing his eyes. “Oh shit. Is my dad coming over?” He asks, trying to blink the sleep away.

You casually shake your head, in no rush. “He’ll be here in a few hours.”

“Okay.” He accepts, he stands up and saunters over to his closet.

You sneak into the other room while he’s getting dressed and grab the gift bag you had put aside for safe keeping. You wait a few minutes until he’s fully ready to give it to him.

“Hey, Jake.” You smile, hiding the gift bag behind your back. You’re feeling all the feelings of anxiety to excitement running through you.

“What’s up?” He asks, putting the finishing touches on his outfit. He’s wearing a striped button up and light colored jeans.

“Happy Father’s Day.” You giggle.

“What?” He chuckles, not understanding what’s going on.

“Happy Father’s Day.” You repeat, becoming more nervous.

“I’m not a dad, but, thanks.” He laughs. “I mean, shit, I’ll be your daddy.”

You giggle and then shake your head. “No, Jake.”

You hand him the gift bag. His eyebrows furrow with confusion as he takes the bag from you.

He scans the bag curiously before carefully pulling the tissue paper out.

“Love…what is this?” He questions softly. “You know I don’t like surprises.” He smiles, opening the bag further.

He pulls out a black box from inside the gift bag and inspects it thoroughly. You chuckle out of nervousness. He wastes no time opening the box, and pulls out a onesie with a pattern of guitars scattered all over it. Followed by a pregnancy test. A positive one.

“No.” He gasps, his free hand flying to cover his mouth. Your heart sinks before he uncontrollably breaks out into a smile, which is then followed by laughter.

“Oh my god! You’re-” he asks through giggles.

“Yes!” You nod with a chuckle. Finally over the moon to reveal your secret with him. You wanted to make it the most special day and also tell him the news in the most special way, and figured Father’s Day was coming up, so you had to plan it out perfectly. Although the past few days were near impossible, making sure not to accidentally let it slip.

He holds you for what feels like eternity, and you wish it had been.

“Oh my god!” He repeats, in complete shock. “My love! We’re having a little love!” He exclaims, his voice breaking.

You lean in and plant a kiss on his lips. “Happy first Father’s Day, Jake.”

“My first Father’s Day.” He repeats to himself, making him beam with pride.

[anthemofgvf]

jake sent a nine year old fan a guitar and a shit ton of other things. don’t mind me over here crying..

here’s the post if you want to see all the goodies this sweet girl got from gvf’s management and jake❤️

[gracev0609]

I Was Born to Love You - Sam's Version

A gracev0609/ @losfacedevil collaboration.

Meet Sam in this version of I Was Born to Love You, and watch how he wades through his struggles and losses. How he learns to look for love in places he always knew was there, and how a family full of love and contentment doesn't have to be traditional.

*Disclaimer*: this story will contain themes of child abandonment as well as a queer love interest.

Let us know if you want to be tagged!

[vanfleeter]

Labor Pains // JTK & DRW

Pairing: Jake x reader, Danny x reader Warning: Fluff, slight swearing. Author's Note: I love when tv shows inspire fic ideas. Also, Uncle Danny has now arrived! Summary: While you and Danny are setting up for Josh's kid's birthday party, you go into labor and he's stuck with you until Jake arrives.

“Hello!” You hear Danny’s voice call as he steps through the front door. “(Y/N)? Are you here?”

“Kitchen!” You call while mixing up the ingredients in a bowl for cookies.

Today is the fifth birthday party of Josh’s little one and you are in charge of the cookies. Jake is in charge of the cake but that seems to be handled by Danny.

“He’s stuck in the studio rerecording a few riffs so he’s gonna be late.” Danny says as he sets the cake on the counter. “Need help with anything?”

“Yeah, can you grab the ice from the garage freezer and fill up the coolers? There’s drinks in the fridge out there too that can be put in as well.”

“Of course.” He says before slipping out into the garage.

Turning towards the mixer, you flip the switch to a quick pace to mix up the cookie dough. Walking over to the fridge, you pull the door open when you feel a cramp in your stomach. You hand shoots to the side of your swollen stomach as you wince. Not today. Please not today.

As the pain subsides, you grab the carton of milk and bring it back over to the counter. You’ll need it for the Tres Leche cake that Ronnie begged you to make as a side dessert.

It wasn’t long before Danny came back inside and dragged the coolers with him to bring them back to the patio. You shut the mixer off to pull the bowl out to get started on rolling the dough. Another cramp pierces your side and your first tightens around the kitchen counter as you lean over. Danny pauses in the doorway and arches his eyebrows.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

“Mmm, yeah..” You sigh once the pain subsides. “Just a little cramp.”

“A little cramp?”

You nod your head. “I don’t think it’s anything to worry about.”

Danny slowly nods his head, not fully believing you but decides not to push the matter knowing just how stubborn you can be. “Alright, well I’ll be out here if you need anything.”

You nod your head. “Okay..”

You try to distract yourself by rolling the dough into small balls and placing them on the cookie sheets. Another cramp springs on you causing you to drop the sheet of dough balls on the ground. It only felt like the pain intensified this time around. You groan pain as you hold your stomach. Danny rushes inside and freezes by the counter.

“Shit, (Y/N)…” He says rushing over to you. “Are you in labor?”

You nod your head. “I think so..”

“Oh shit.. Uh, okay. Um.. Should we go to the hospital?”

You vigorously shake your head. “The party..” You say straightening up as the pain subsides. “Denver has been looking forward to this party for weeks.” You add trying to keep yourself up right by clinging to the counter. “And I promised him I’d make his favorite cookies..”

Danny chuckles. “Denver will understand,” He says. “Right now, we have to get you to the hospital.” He reaches over to the stove and turns off the oven.

“Oh the dough..” You whine looking at the mess on the floor.

“Not your biggest worry right now,” Danny says. “It’ll get cleaned up later. Is your hospital bag packed at all?”

You nod your head. “It’s the black duffel on the floor in Jake’s closet.” Another contraction hits and you double over in pain.

“Black duffel, I’ll be right back.”

He’s only gone for a few seconds before you feel warm liquid slide down your legs. “Danny!” You yell.

He bounds back down the stairs and into the kitchen. “I got the bag!” He announces as he runs back into the kitchen. He pauses when he sees the clear liquid on the floor. “Oh fuck…” He freezes for a moment trying to process what’s going on before he slings the bag over his shoulder and guides you out of the house and to his car.

On the way to the hospital, Danny tries calling Jake but it only keeps going to voicemail. “Dammit Jake!” He shouts into the phone. “Answer your damn phone!” He says before hanging up and pressing his foot down on the gas.

Arriving at the hospital, he helps you get checked in and settled into a room. His phone buzzes in his pocket and he pulls it out to see Jake calling.

“About time you call back.”

“What’s going on?” He says. “I just finished recording.”

“Your wife is in labor.” He says.

“WHAT?!” You hear Jake shout through the phone.

Another contraction hits and you cry out in pain. Danny hangs up and sets his phone on the table. “He’s on his way. He’ll be here as soon as he can.”

A nurse walks into the room and flashes you a smile. “It’s a perfect day to have a baby.” She says. “How’s the proud parents doing?”

“Oh uh, I’m not–The baby isn’t–” Danny stammers.

The nurse laughs. “You’re standing in for Dad?”

Danny nods his head. “For now.”

The nurse smiles and walks to the end of your bed. “I’m going to check your dilation so we can figure out how to proceed from there.” She says.

“Oh, I can leave–”

“No!” You exclaim, grabbing tightly to his hand. “Please don’t leave me.”

“But she’s gonna–”

“You won’t see anything,” The nurse says. “Don’t worry.”

Danny gulps and sits back down in the chair as you cling to his hand. Another contraction hits you and you grip tighter to his hand making him squeak in pain. “Jake better fucking hurry up and get here..” –

It’s only been thirty minutes but to you it felt like eternity. You cry out in pain as your grip tightens around Danny’s hand. He chews on his knuckles as he tries to keep himself from crying out in pain himself. His knee bounces anxiously as he stares down the door of the hospital room. The door opens and he perks up in hopes that it’s Jake but instead it’s the same nurse as earlier. He sighs in defeat and leans back in the chair.

“Sorry, just coming in to check her vitals.” The nurse says as she flips a couple pages on her clipboard. “Hanging in there mama?”

You shake your head. “I just want it to be over already.”

The nurse smiles. “Very soon, I promise.” She says. “Do you know what you’re having?”

“No,” You say. “We decided we wanted to be surprised.”

“Well that’s exciting.” She says. “Your vitals look great, your baby’s heartbeat is perfect. Would you like me to put in an order for an epidural? Ease your pain some?”

“Please?” Danny says as he lifts his head. “I beg.”

The nurse giggles. “I meant the woman in the bed but I can get you some ice.”

“Right..” —

The door to the delivery room flies open and Jake stumbles inside. “I’m here, I’m here.” He says out of breath. “Traffic sucked..” He rushes over to the bed and plants a kiss on your forehead. “Are you doing okay?”

“Aw honey, I’m great.” You beam up at Jake.

He raises his eyebrows and looks at Danny. “She’s got the epidural but it made her slightly loopy.” Danny explains. “But thank god you’re here.” He stands up from the bed. “I’m gonna go stick my hand in a bucket of ice so I can somewhat drum still..”

Jake chuckles. “Thanks man, I appreciate it.” Jake says as they hug.

“No problem, congrats. I can’t wait to meet the little bean.”

After Danny leaves, Jake takes his place in the chair beside the bed and reaches for your hand and gives it a soft kiss. You turn your head to look at him. “How’s Denver? Is he upset about his party?”

Jake chuckles. “He’s just fine.” He says. “He’s more excited about getting a new cousin. Although he did find the cake and happened to eat most of it, according to Rachel.” You giggle and rest your head against the pillows.

It wasn’t much longer until the nurse came in with the doctor and they told you that it’s time to push. The epidural had yet to wear off so pushing wasn’t too bad. “Last push, Mom.” Your doctor says. Pushing for the final time, you hear the cries of your baby fill the room and pierce your ears. Your head falls back into the pillow as tears fall down your face. “Congratulations you two, it’s a boy!”

“Oh god..” You hear Jake sigh. “We have a son.. I have a son..”

You look up at him as they lay the goo covered infant on your chest. Tears brim his eyes as he stares at your new baby laying on your chest. –

You rest your head on Jake’s shoulder. He rests beside you on the bed while he holds the baby in his arms. He hasn’t torn his eyes away from the baby. “Hi buddy,” He whispers. “I’m your daddy.” The little fist is curled around his index finger. “I love you so much.”

The baby's eyes slowly peek open and he stretches his neck as he grunts and squeaks. He rests back into Jake's arms and cuddles into his chest, his hand still clutching tightly to Jake's index finger.

Jake found this situation the slightest bit funny because eight months ago, he never had thought about having his own kid. That was until he saw the two lines on the pregnancy test that he had found in the bathroom.

You thought it was negative so you didn't think twice of it when you tossed it into the trash can but he happened to find it when cleaning one day and the two lines were clear as day.

He approached you then holding the test in between his index and thumb. His mouth slightly open as if he tried forming words but failed to every time. Neither of you knew what to say or even do. Sure you two have been married for a few years now but having kids just never seemed like priority for either of you.

You knew what he was feeling and it wasn't apprehension. He was happy. Tears filled his eyes and suddenly he was pulling you into his body and hugging you tightly as he kissed your forehead.

"I hope it's a boy.." He mutters into your hair.

And eight months later, he got his wish. His tiny, little boy asleep against his chest. His whole world is changed forever. No longer is he Jake, the infamous guitar player for Greta Van Fleet, but now he's just Jake--father. A title, aside from being your husband, is one that he is proud of.

He's pulled out of his thoughts when he feels the familiar rumble against his hand. You giggle when you watch his nose scrunch and he groans.

"Every time.." Jake mutters. "First Denver, then Joan, now this little guy.."

You smile and pull away from Jake. "I can change him."

Jake shakes his head. "No, I got it."

He climbs off the bed and goes over to the changing table in the room. Undoing the zipper of the onesie, he slips out the tiny legs and sets to work on changing the diaper. He's barely got the diaper removed when a stream of pee flows through the air.

"Shit shit.." He says recovering the baby with the soiled diaper. "That's a first.." You couldn't help but laugh. "Oh you hush it.."

"It's your initiation to parenthood." You say giggling.

Once the diaper was successfully changed and making sure he wouldn't be peed on anymore, he scoops the baby back into his arms and goes back over to the bed.

A knock comes on the door and Josh peers his head inside. “Hey, are you okay for some visitors?” He asks.

“Of course,” You smile. “Come on in.”

Josh ushers in his little family, Denver immediately rushing for the bed. Sam is next to come through with his wife and Joan clinging to his neck. Ronnie comes in followed by Karen and Kelly and Danny comes back in the room now with his wife at his side.

“Oh Danny, I hope I didn’t bruise your hand too bad.” You say making him chuckle.

“My hand is just fine.” He says.

“Is this your new baby?” Denver asks as he stands on his tiptoes to get a better look.

“Yes he is.” You say smiling down at him. “I heard you ate most of your cake.” You add making him giggle.

“It was really good.” He says making everyone laugh.

“So have you decided on a name yet?” Ronnie asks. “I know you two have been having a hard time picking one.”

Jake inhales and turns his head to look at you. “Well.. We’ve decided on Jude Robert.” He says as he looks away from you and plants his eyes on Danny.

“Shut up..” Danny sighs. “You didn’t..” Jake nods his head.

"Well, you were such a great help." You say smiling. "Do you want to hold him?"

He eagerly nods his head and steps up beside Jake. Jake carefully hands over the new baby to Danny. He grunts a little as his face scrunches up but soon relaxes. His eyes slowly open and he peers at Danny.

"Well hi there buddy." Danny says as he lightly bounces the baby in his arms. His lips pull apart into a smile as he squeaks a little making everyone fawn over the interaction. "You, little bean, caused your mommy a lot of pain which resulted in me being in pain." He says holding up his hand. "I figured that I would be nice and save your daddy from the worst of it, he needs his hands more than I do."

Jake chuckles and shakes his head. "She did plenty of damage after you left." He says flexing his hand. "Though I'm just glad you were there for her and our son, I hope you always will be."

Danny eagerly nods his head. "Always."

[gretavanfan]

Is anyone else having feelings over Danny in a foo fighters hoodie?? 😭

[daniels-swagger]

Guys what the fuck I don't know why I am feeling baby fever right now I'm literally a lesbian but I can't stop thinking about dad danny and this song 😭

I imagine him sitting on the couch playing guitar while you're in your rocking chair with the baby and he plays super quietly so it doesn't upset them. You softly sing along as he plays, looking down at your child all peaceful and sleepy in your arms. You look up at him for a moment, the realization setting in that you two created that soul together, and its just such a beautiful moment of connection. You feel yourself tear up, and you see him start to as well. You smile at eachother, before looking back down at the perfect little angel in your arms and everything starts to make sense.

Is that too much to ask for? (The answer is yes definitely 😭)

[imgonnagetkilledbynutstink]

This picture is literally gonna kill me

[losfacedevil]

Favorite Little Client // Dad!DRW

a/n ~ Sometimes tiktoks inspire cute little dad type fics ☺️ if dad fics are not your forte, don’t feel obligated to read! ☺️

“Alright Roxy girl, what will it be this week?” 

Danny cooed softly as his daughter climbed up into the client chair, perching herself on her knees and leaning over to see the book he had on the counter. Her eyes grew wide at vast selection he offered her, normally only being allowed to choose from a select few pre-chosen by her father. 

“I want this one!” She said, pointing to the picture of a ghost wearing a Cowboy hat. A soft smile spread across Danny’s face as he slid the book of flash sale art across the counter from his little girl and set to work making the stencil of the tattoo she wanted. 

“A ghost with a cowboy hat huh?” He chuckled, carefully tracing the small image out onto hectograph paper to create a transferable stencil. She nodded excitedly and turned in the chair, letting her legs slide out from underneath her and her bottom to rest against the chair. 

“Just like you and Uncle Sammy!” She giggled, pointing to a framed photo of the two boys he kept at his station. He shook his head and turned his attention to his station, making a show of readying the arm rest in the proper sanitary protocol. 

“We wear cowboy hats once and that’s what she grasps onto.” 

He made quick work of wiping down the arm rest and wrapping it in Saran Wrap; something Roxy found hilarious as the plastic squealed. She watched patiently as he put away the supplies he had used and quickly pulled out his cleaning solution and roll of paper towels. Roxy giggled and placed her arm gently against the rest, turning her head so the splatter of the spray didn’t get her in the face. 

“Remember it’s going to be cold but you have to be very, very still.” He warned, gently wrapping his giant hand around her dainty little wrist and held her arm in place. She couldn’t help the silly grin that spread across her cheeks and she flinched slightly as the cool liquid ran down her warm skin. 

“Get it, Daddy!” She giggled, trying to shake the droplets of liquid off of her arm. A soft sigh escaped Danny as he dried her arm quickly and turned to grab the small bottle of lotion his kept at his station just for her tattoo adventures. 

“Just a little more of a cooling sensation.” He nodded, squirting the tiniest bit of lotion onto her arm and began to rub it in gently. Roxy squinted her eyes as the friction of the rubber glove he wore warmed her skin. 

“That’s not cool, that burns!” She giggled, pulling her arm out of his grasp. Danny raised his brows and crossed his arms over his chest, bending at the waist so he was eye level with his little girl. 

“Am I going to have to kick you out for being an unruly customer?” He chuckled and learned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead. She shook her head quickly, placing her arm back down against the arm rest. 

“Ghost, please!” She requested. Danny couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face as he stood and picked up the stencil off of the counter. He made a show of turning it this way and that, trying to figure out which way to place it. 

“Now remember you have to stay as still as a statue.” He mumbled, placing the stencil down against her skin. Pressing his hand firmly down against her arm, he ran it along the small piece of paper and began to make a show of if the ink took to her moisturized skin. Peeling back the paper slowly he revealed her newest tattoo. 

“Well what to do you think?” He mused, breathing a sigh of relief that it didn’t run this time around. She lifted her hand to her chin and tilted her head from side to side, mulling over if she liked her new ink. 

“Oooh! Can we do color?” She asked, her eyes growing wide at the idea of her ghost having a little more personality. His eyes darted over to her craft station nestled under his station, a small cubby where she liked to hang when she came to work with him on paperwork days. 

“Special color, huh?” He asked gently and made his way over to her supplies, pulling out the new pack of blopens he bought just for times like these. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the package in his hand, instantly curious about what he was going to do. 

“These are special tattoo pens for little kids skin, wanna see how cool they are?” He asked as he opened the package. Roxy nodded her head excitedly and watched on in awe as he put together the ‘tattoo gun’ and inserted a brown marker. 

“Watch!” He brought the blopen to his lips and blew gently, watching as the color bloomed against her skin. Her little jaw dropped as she watched the magical color spread across the outline of the hat. Danny smiled down at her now sloppily colored in tattoo and looked up to see if she approved. Her little jaw remained dropped to her feet and she nodded even more excitedly. 

“His hat! I love it, thank you!” She spoke with wonder in her voice and reached out to touch the still wet ink. Danny wrapped his hand around her little wrist and stopped her from doing so.

“You have to let it dry and then we can go show mom, okay?” He spoke in hushed tones and left her to sit in the chair as he cleaned up the mess they had made. She looked up at Danny, watching her dad as he slowly put the blow pens away and stashed them back in her cubby hole. 

“Can we go home now, please?” She asked, he voice small and a yawn slipped past her lips. Danny turned his attention to her, his gaze soft and nodded his head, motioning for her to follow him out of the shop. 

Taglist?: @vanfleeter @gracev0609 @readyforthegarden @joshsindigostreak @stardustvanfleet @the-wicked-gnome @wideminded-dreamer @lipstickitty

[allieisacrybaby]

Dad!Danny

taglist: @sacredjake @writingcold @digitalcalamity @songbirds-sweet @spark-my-nature @ohhkaty @andtherestishistory13 @hearts-hunger

[ashisill]

Waited all my life.

Dad Josh that was supposed to be a blurb, but turned into my longest fic ever. Update I am going to make this into a part 2.

Warnings: pregnancy, birth (at home), mentions of childhood trauma, crying. If I missed any let me know.

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Josh was in love with your baby the moment you found out you were pregnant. It started when you were a day late. No big deal it will come. Two days there’s still plenty of hope. Three … no worry. Then the two week mark hit, and you knew something was up.

“Josh I need to talk to you” you said sitting him down on the bed.

“Right now sweetheart? Jake and Danny are downstairs” he questioned.

“Josh it’s really important it can’t wait” you reassured him.

“Okay darling I am here talk to me” he took your hands into his.

“I am late”

“By how many days?” He asked.

You said softly “two weeks”

“Do you think it’s a possibility?”

“I feel weird Josh. I just can’t explain it”

“Okay darling I hear you. we’ll get a test and go from there okay? Don’t worry”

That’s all it took for him to hop in the car. He got you what you needed, making sure to bring a few of your favorite snacks back. You sat on the couch with Jake and Danny. Listening to all their crazy stories. Jake told you about the last time he took mushrooms, and all the wild shit that came with it. Danny added some stories of his own to the mix. Josh arrived back home with the box of pregnancy test in hand.

Jake stops mid sentence “pregnancy scare huh?

“Might be more than a scare”

~

You walked out of the bathroom, and waited for the timer. You got lost in the conversation. It almost seemed like that was Jake’s plan. He could tell your anxiety was through the roof. Every time he’d notice you starting to zone out he would bring you back. He did the best he could until that dreaded ringtone burst into the cozy conversation.

“Can I come with you or would you rather do it alone?” Josh asked looking down praying you’d let him in.

“Of course I want you with me silly” you laughed softly before opening the bathroom door. “You ready?”

He stared at the faced down pregnancy test, and took a deep breath“yes”.

You saw it

You knew it was true. Every emotion hit you at once. “Hey it’s gonna be okay. Lemme make sure” Josh took off sprinting into the living room. He grabbed the paper and there it said.

“Two lines” he said almost a whisper “Y/N TWO FUCKING LINES!”

He ran back as fast as he could. You felt like crying, but you didn’t want him to think you were upset. Instead you wrapped your arms around his neck giving him a kiss. “Your gonna be the best dad darling”

The rest of the night went well. Jake wrapped Josh in his arms for a long and tight hug. “I am so happy for you brother”. Jake knew Josh had always wanted to be a dad. Growing up he’d always dreamed of it. When they reached adulthood together he’d would always ask Jake if he ever thought about having kids. He’d tell him all his hopes for a future. Then he met you, and he told Jake it would be you. You would be the one to give him his dream. A little baby. A bundle of joy. A child to pour all his love into. Your the only one he’s ever thought about having kids with. He’s brought it up before, but never flat out asked if you were ready. Making little comments like “I just can’t wait to have kids”. “We’re gonna be such good parents one day”. Or when he sees a baby in public, and he gets a big warm smile “don’t you just want you one?”

A few days past he asked you about telling his parents. You talked about it for a while and decided to give them a call in the morning. The next day came and immediately he was on the phone telling his mom to get the next flight to Nashville. He spent all day pacing around the house. Cleaning things that didn’t to be clean, reorganizing, cleaning some more.

The front door opened no need for knocking. They reunited talking loudly over each other, and lots of hugs. It didn’t matter that you saw them all a week ago. Sam came in after his parents. Jake making a big entrance almost an hour after everyone arrived.

Jake and Josh headed outside to throw some food on the grill. You stayed in chatting with his family. They were pretty much your family at this point.

~

After everyone finished their meal Josh stood up. He signaled for you to stand with him, and so you did.

“Guys I need everyone’s attention” he kissed your forehead, and placed an hand on your belly. “We’re gonna have a baby. She’s pregnant”. That’s all it took for everyone to be back on their feet. Hugging the both of you. A few tears were shed from his momma. You loved her dearly. Karen was the first one to take you in, and treat you like her own.

You looked over at Sam to find his jaw dropped. “No words Sammy?”

“I am so fucking happy for you” he ran and wrapped you in a hug. You were surprised by this Sammy was never affectionate towards you. In return you hugged him tighter, and stayed there for a while.

Papa Kiszka noticing jakes nonchalant reaction he asked him about it. Jake explained that him and Danny were there you found out. Karen was very jealous. She would have loved to of been there when you found out. She’s been waiting for grandkids. She always said Josh would be the first to give her some. Guess moms are always right.

~

The next 9 months we’re spent planning, and heavy thinking. Karen there every step of the way. Sometimes getting to much in your business, and josh getting annoyed at her. You always reminded him how lucky he is to have her. Your mother wasn’t quite the mothering type. Hence to all your childhood trauma. You knew you would never let your kid grow up the way you did. That’s why you decide to not let her know you were pregnant. You didn’t want her involved with this life your creating. She always ruined yours. You never want your baby to feel how you had too.

You and Josh being the non traditional people that you are. You’ve decided to an at home birth. A water birth. Karen supported your decision adding that the hospital is very pushy. Plus all the hospitals policies were something Josh and you didn’t agree with. Knowing Josh would end up with wrinkles and grey hair with all that stress before the baby was even born. After all you didn’t want to be told how to give birth. It’s your body’s natural process, and not a medical emergency. You two like to do things a natural way. That meaning literally everything you two did.

Of course you made sure this was completely safe to do. Making sure you weren’t high risk, and assuring the babies safety.

~

Names names names.

“What about _?”

“You really wanna name our kid _? Do you want our poor baby to get made fun of?”

“Okay then. Your so dramatic mama. What about this one?”

“Joshua really”

“Well considering we planned on not knowing the gender till birth it has to work both ways”

“I’ve got one … River”

And it stuck.

~

A couple weeks past and Josh’s family had a huge family gathering. Celebrating a few birthdays that were past or coming up, the boys success with the band, and to announce your baby on the way. You two slept over that night to help set up the next morning. Josh woke up, and decided to let you sleep. He covered the blankets back over you, and headed for the kitchen. You awoke about an hour later not feeling so well.

“Good morning my pretty girl” he kissed your forehead. “How’s our baby?” He bent down kissing your stomach.

“Babies good. I am not feeling so great though” you told him. “ I feel like I am gonna be sick”

“Oh it’s morning sickness my dear” Karen told you finishing up breakfast.

You felt it rising, and looked around frantically for a safe place. Josh could tell by the look on your face what was about to happen. “Trash can sweetheart” he quickly walked you to it.

You felt terrible even tho you couldn’t help it. Tears threatening your eyes, and you tried to hide them well. “Hey don’t even worry about it sweet girl”. Josh’s kind words making you want to crawl into his arms and cry. “Don’t cry angel”. He swiped his fingers under your eyes to dry up any tears.

You apologized to Karen she just waved her hand, and said “you have nothing to be sorry about. Trust me I’ve had four kids I know how it feels”. Josh took you to the bathroom to run you a shower. He sat on the bathroom counter and talked to you as you cleaned up. After, you greeted his family and announced the news again, but to a bigger crowd this time.

~

Around three months in you and josh started on the nursery. You painted the walls a beautiful shade of light blue. One evening you went to the store to grab a certain snack. Pregnancy cravings are no joke. You came back to find josh painting little clouds on the wall. He picked the wall the crib was going on.

“Josh” you said looking at the clouds.

“I got carried away we can paint over them I just-”

“No no no love it’s perfect. The baby is gonna love em” you said tearing up. Surely just the pregnancy hormones, but this was a beautiful moment. “Awe baby don’t cry” he took you in a hug. “I am glad you like them”

~

Nearing the time of your due date Karen stayed with you. She slept in the guest bedroom so you never had to be alone. One night you’ve began feeling contractions, so Karen started timing them. You were in pain, but enough to function. You moved around a a yoga ball josh insisted you buy. Josh began playing music through the speakers. At this point joshs closest family was there. Along with your closest friends.

“Come dance with me darling” josh held his hand out.

You giggled through the contractions “josh I can’t”.

“Don’t lie to me” he joked “C’mon on ya feet I’ll hold you up”.

How could you stay no to that?

You began dancing more like waddling around with josh. Then suddenly the feeling of water dripped down your legs. You looked down immediately knowing what just happened. Josh knew too “Her water broke!” Josh shouted.

Everyone sprung into action. The midwife was called and the small circular inflatable birthing pool was put up. You got in the pool with help from josh.

Only Karen, josh, and the midwife were in the room now. Giving you your space as they all waited anxiously in your living room.

“I can’t josh” you cried in pain.

“Yes you can your so fucking strong” josh stood on the side holding you up as you bent over the pool side.

You gripped Josh leaving finger nail prints on his arm.

“Your almost there I promise” Karen told you.

You squeezed the fuck out of Josh’s hand as he talked you through it. “It’s almost over darling. I am so fucking proud of you” his eyes started to swell this tears. “I am so proud of you” he whispered.

One final push

The moment you waited 9 whole months for was before you. A thousand feelings hit you. Sad? Happy? Relieved? Pain? No a feeling that didn’t have a name. You couldn’t explain it because you’ve never felt it before. I sense a change. Protectiveness. A motherly feeling.

The midwife carefully examined, and lifted the newborn out of the water. The gender was announced, and josh started crying harder. The baby was laid on your chest as tears streamed down your face.

After some time the question was asked “Anyone cutting the umbilical cord?”

Josh’s eyes met yours. “Would you like to?” You asked him.

“I would love to”

He was showed where to cut it once he lined it up he asked if it was right just to make sure. He got the go ahead, and cut the umbilical cord.

~

You josh got a moment alone.

“May I?” Josh said asking to sit in the water with you.

“Please” you said. When he sat down softly you handed him his daughter. Karen being the only one beside you two who knew the gender yet.

“She’s so beautiful” he began to cry. “Just like her mama. I am so happy to meet you baby” He rambled to his daughter for quite some time.

“I’ve waited all my life for you”

An hour past and your excitement grew “When do you want to show them?” You asked.

“Whenever your ready mama” he said handing her back to you. You told him you were, but asked if he wanted to let Jake announce the gender. He got teary eyed again more than happy to let his twin be involved. When Karen came back you requested Jake come in alone for a minute.

“They said there about ready, but they’d like Jake to come in alone first” Karen said.

“Me?” Jake stood up and gently opened the door. He immediately washed his hands before heading over to you.“Oh my god. It’s not bald” he laughed.

“No she’s not” you laughed.

“It’s a girl” he smiled “I fucking knew it”

You started handing River over to Jake. “Are you sure?”

“Yes of course. We want to ask you something as well” you said looking at josh to finish.

“Would you like to announce the gender?” Josh said.

“I would fucking love to. Are you sure?” You both nodded, and looked down at the infant in his arms. “Hey little girl it’s uncle Jakey. Well aren’t you just the prettiest”

You watched josh and he looked at Jake with complete love in his eyes. Watching his twin brother hold his daughter made all this seem real. Tears ran down his face again making you start to cry.

“Oh god don’t do that” Jake said looking at you two. He looked down again “your gonna make me cry to pretty girl” his eyes began to water. He looked up and took a breath refusing to let them fall. “Emotional moment ay?”

You laughed at Jake’s attempt to stop the tears.

“Ugh I guess I gotta share ya huh? You ready to meet em sweetheart?”

~

Everyone was called in, and the room was filled with love as everyone gasps and cooed at the newborn. Jake still held her in his arms as his sister Ronnie tried to take her.

“Back off” he joked. “I’ve got news folks” the room went quite “Rivers a girl”.

As calm and relaxed as Karen’s been the whole journey you began to watch her eyes swell. Not only was it her first granddaughter, but that josh needed Jake to be included. No matter how old they may get they still needed each other. As much as you’d need oxygen to breathe. Even though this was Josh’s moment he needed Jake to share it with.

[kissingkiszka]

i’m yearning for jake period fluff BAD so here’s my request! jake really wants y/n to stay over. she agrees but then tells him she’s having her period this week. y/n was super nervous and shy but jake was super understanding and caring. he’s adaptive to her needs (advil, heating pad, supplies) and takes care of y/n for the days she spends there. SUPER fluffy, realistic, sweet, and lighthearted.

By Her Side - Jake Kiszka x Reader

Requested! I hope you enjoy :)

Words: 1.9k+

Summary: when Jake finds out the reader is on her period, he does everything in his power to help her feel better.

CW: 18+, MDNI, fluff, periods, talks of pain & period symptoms, use of pain medicine, surprises, cursing, there’s just lots of fluff, use of pet names, I believe that’s all!?

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6:32 p.m.

Jake: Come over?

You glance down at the notification on your phone and let out a loud sigh. You had just gotten your period yesterday and all the symptoms were hitting you like a brick. You reread his text a few times and think of all the possibilities. The second and third days were always the worst for you, and in no way did you want Jake to see you like this. You type out your response and bury yourself under another blanket.

6:36 p.m.

You: I don’t think that’s a good idea.

6:37 p.m.

Jake: Is everything alright?

6:38 p.m.

Jake: Call me.

Of course he’s going to be suspicious, you never say no to spending time with him. You watch as his name and face light up the screen. You let out a groan and lift the phone up to your ear.

“Jake-” You start.

“Hi Beautiful. What’s wrong?” He asks, worried.

“I'm fine. I’m just a bit preoccupied. That's all.” You unconvincingly tell him.

“Yeah, Y/N. I know you well enough to know that you're not fine right now.”

“Jake, I'm fine. I swear.” You had a feeling he wasn’t going to back down until you really told him what was wrong.

He inhales, and you can tell he's growing more concerned. “But you’re not.”

You liked Jake so much, and you really had a strong connection with him. But you just weren’t close enough with him yet to feel comfortable talking about all your period problems. You didn’t know how'd he react- if he’d be grossed out, or if he wouldn’t be understanding, or maybe he just didn’t want anything to do with this stuff. That is what made you the most nervous. It was a weird phase in your relationship that you couldn’t wait to get past. But maybe, this was the push that was needed to get you past it after all.

“Okay, Jake. Maybe you're right.” You fold, clutching your blanket closer to your chest.

“You know I’m here for you, always will be. So, lay it on me.”

“Well…” You hesitate for a bit. “I’m-uh, I got my period yesterday and I guess, I’m just not feeling well.” You shyly admit.

“Oh…” Jake pauses and a lump forms in your throat. “Honey, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” He asks softly.

“I just- I didn’t know how you’d take it.”

“Baby, I’m always gonna be here for you. I mean it. Don’t be scared or nervous to talk about natural things with me.” He takes a breath. “Maybe some company will help.”

“Okay.” You whisper softly.

It's Jake, of course he would understand.

“I’m coming over. Hold tight.” He tells you before hanging up the phone.

You continue to lay down, scrolling mindlessly on your phone while you wait for Jake to come over. There’s no use in getting ready, he’s going to show up soon and you feel comfortable enough to be around him now that he knows what you’re going through.

Even though Jake only lives down the street from your place, it still takes him about 45 minutes until he arrives. You hear the tires pull onto the driveway and decide to send him a text.

7:26 p.m.

You: Key is under the mat. Don’t feel like getting up.

A few minutes later, you hear the door open and Jake’s voice announces his arrival.

“Honey?!”

“In here.” You sluggishly call out as footsteps grow closer to your room.

Your bedroom door swings open and Jake peers his head in. His eyes land on you, laying in bed.

“Hi, honey.” He softly smiles. He walks into your bedroom and you notice he's carrying multiple bags in hand. “You okay?”

“Hi Jakey.” You smile back at him, the only time you’ve smiled today. “Well, I kinda feel like shit. What’cha got there?”

“I would've gotten here sooner, except I made an essential pit stop on the way.” He tells you, dumping the bags on your bed.

“Awh, Jake, You didn't have to.”

“Let me take care of you.” He delicately runs his hand down your cheek, moving any hair out of your face. “There's that beautiful face.”

You begin to rummage through the bags together, seeing the various things he got for you.

“Well, I might’ve gone overboard.” He says as he pulls out a box of pads and a box of tampons. “I didn’t know which ones you preferred.”

“Thank you.” you nod. “That’s very thoughtful.”

“That’s not all.” He enthusiastically takes a bottle of Advil out of the bag and tosses it over to you. He then pulls out some chocolates and a box of herbal tea bags. “I can make this for you, you just let me know when you’d like it.”

“Thank you.” You graciously reach for a piece of chocolate and begin to munch on it. You immediately down the Advil in an attempt to get any sort of relief from the terrible cramps and the aching headache, amongst other symptoms.

“And, since you deserve it…” He reaches his hand into the second bag, and pulls out a bunch of body care items. “I got you a few bath bombs, a face mask, some body wash, and epsom salt. And look, this kind is specifically for periods.” He tells you, pointing to the package that reads ‘menstrual relief’.

You break out into a huge smile, nobody has ever done anything as sweet as this for you.

“Jake-” You sigh happily. “This is so sweet. Thank you.”

Even though your insides felt like they were at war with each other and all you wanted to do was bury yourself under a mountain of blankets for the next week, you couldn’t help but crack a smile. Jake always brought out the best in you.

“No need to thank me. I just want to see you happy.” He smiles and leans over to give you a hug.

He stands back up, and puts his hands on his hips while he thinks for a moment.

“Okay, so…” He begins. “You’re gonna stay here, and I’ll be right back.” He tells you before grabbing one of the bags off of your bed and walking out of your room.

You have no clue what he’s doing or where he’s going, so you begin to scroll mindlessly on your phone. You hear water begin to run in your bathroom. About 10 minutes later, Jake walks back into your bedroom.

“Where’d you go?” you question through a giggle.

“Come on. I’m gonna take good care of you.” He declared, helping you up out of bed.

“I can get up by myself.” you joked.

“I know you can, I just want to help.” He replied.

Feeling his strong arms wrapped around your waist while you went to stand was more than enough to send shivers down your spine.

“Okay, close your eyes and follow me.” He requests with a cheeky smile written across his face.

You sigh and close your eyes. He grabs your hand so he can easily guide you into the other room.

As he walks you across the hall, hand in hand, a relaxing aroma fills the air. You know you’ve entered the bathroom when you feel switch between the hallway's hardwood floors to the cold tile on your feet.

“Okay, ready?” He asks, squeezing your hand.

“Mhm.” You nod softly.

“Okay…open!” He announces.

You open your eyes to see the most relaxing bathroom set up ever. The lights are dimmed, there are burning candles on the countertop, your essential oil diffuser is pumping out lavender oil to help you relax, and there is a fully ready bubble bath awaiting you.

“I made you a bath.”

“Jake!” you gasp. “You did all of this? For me?”

“I sure did. You deserve it the most.” He lets go of your hand. “I’m sorry you’re going through so much right now.”

“It’s fine, Jake. It’s only my period. I get them every month.” You laugh, giving him an embrace. “This is the most thoughtful, sweetest thing anybody has ever done for me.”

“I know periods are monthly.” He laughs. “But if there is the slightest thing I can do for you during it, I will a hundred percent do it for you.”

“Thank you.” You grin, pulling out of the hug. “Stay the night?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He holds your forearms delicately and looks into your eyes. You could feel yourself getting lost in his deep brown eyes, and he gets lost in yours. After a few moments, you both snap back to reality.

He nervously giggles. “Oh! Don’t want the bath to get cold.”

You turn to face the bath and notice a tray next to your sink containing a face mask and one of the bath bombs he had just gotten for you. Jake sees that you notice the tray and carries it over to you.

“Almost forgot, you can use this face mask in the bath, if you want.” He kindly offered. “And I figured you’d want to put the bath bomb in yourself. Watch it fizz up..y’know..” He gives you a shy grin. He makes sure you’ve got everything you need to enjoy your bath time before he leaves you be.

After being able to decompress and clean yourself off in the warm and relaxing bath, you get out and wrap yourself in a fluffy towel that Jake had set aside for you. This was such a nice gesture from him, but it definitely wasn’t out of the norm for Jake. He always went out of his way to show his love, and this was no exception. Looking back, you had no idea why you were so nervous to tell him. You quickly dry yourself off and walk back to your room.

Back in your bedroom, you immediately notice your bed had been made with a set of freshly clean sheets. On top of your neatly made bed laid your most comfortable lounge clothes gracefully folded. Next to them were the boxes of pads and tampons that Jake had just bought for you. You quickly got dressed and wasted no time to make yourself comfortable. Jake was out in your living room, giving you privacy and space until you were decent.

“Darling, may I come in now?” He asks, knocking lightly on the door.

“Yes you may.” You reply, adjusting your shirt.

“How was the bath?” He inquires, laying down next to you.

“It was so nice. I feel so much better now.”

“I’m glad.” He chuckles.

“Thank you, really.” You say, turning to face him in bed. The smell of the clean sheets mixed with Jake’s musky cologne is more than enough to bring you peace.

“No need to thank me. I’m doing the bare minimum for you.”

“Wait, actually-”

“What do you need?” He immediately jumps up, ready to fulfill any of your requests.

“Could you bring me my heating pad?”

“Of course, honey.” He wastes no time and runs out of the room. He doesn’t want to leave you waiting.

“In the bathroom closet!” You exclaim, making sure he can hear you from wherever he is.

A few moments later, he saunters back into your room with it in hand. “Aha!” He plugs it in and hands it to you.

The rest of the night was spent with the two of you cuddling and watching some of your favorite comfort movies together. He even ordered take out from your favorite Chinese restaurant, per request.

That entire week he spent at your place, waiting on you hand and foot. He had you completely spoiled, but he knew you deserved it. Anything you needed, he jumped up at the first chance to get it for you.

[indigostreaking]

Dad!Danny moodboard by @allieisacrybaby

This is just a quick little blurb inspired by this beautiful moodboard and the idea of Dad!Danny getting home from tour. 😩

You plopped down on the couch with a sigh, watching as your handsome husband diligently unpacked his bags from tour. He was still wearing his “road clothes”, which consisted of whatever band shirt was still clean and a pair of gray sweats. “Daniel,” you said softly, when you still hadn’t gotten his attention, unable to fight the smile that played on your lips. You knew he had tried to be as quiet as possible coming in, trying his hardest not to wake you or your son, but you heard him moving around when you got up to pee. He turned to you with his hair in a messy bun, loose curls hung wildly in front of his face. He let out a puff of air, sending the strands flying before flashing you a wry smile.

“Hey, baby,” he crooned as he stepped closer, leaning down to press his lips to yours. You breathed him in, savoring his warmth and the taste of him. God, you had missed him..

When he suddenly pulled away, you mourned the loss momentarily…at least until you heard the quiet voice calling for you as your son wandered towards the living room. “Mommy?” He asked sleepily.

“Hey, bud,” Daniel stepped towards him, eyes already wet with the threat of tears as he squatted down.

“Daddy!” little Danny squealed as he ran and threw himself into his father’s waiting arms. Daniel scooped him up, hugging him tight as they spun around the living room. “I missed you!” He sobbed against his dad’s chest.

“I missed you so much,” Daniel murmured against your son’s scalp. Tears streamed down your own face as you witnessed their reunion, placing a hand on your growing bump and smiling as you felt the fluttered response of your daughters tiny feet. “Awh, baby, did you miss me, too?” Your husband asked with a teasing smile as he settled in to the spot beside you, still holding your son. You shot him a glare that had him throwing his head back laughing. “These hormones are no joke, huh?” He teased some more and you stuck out your tongue as your only response. He kissed your cheek lightly, lingering long enough to whisper, “I missed you, too, sweetheart.” Your cheeks flushed at his tone, but you leaned into his side. He kissed your temple this time and asked your son, “Why don’t you snuggle mama for me while I go make us some snacks?”

Almost immediately, the little guy draped himself across your bump, tiny hands pressed firmly against your stomach. “Sissy out now,” he instructed your daughter in utero. You smiled to yourself and heard Danny chuckle from the kitchen. You ran your fingers through his dark brown curls, admiring the freckles splattered across his nose as his eyes fluttered beneath their lids. Already asleep. Your heart swelled to the point of bursting, and Danny walked back in with a bowl of the main craving you’ve complained about while he was away, only to see you on the verge of tears once more. Your son had sprawled out in the spot Daniel had vacated, so he took the spot on your other side, looping an arm around you and holding out the popcorn he had mixed with little red cinnamon candies. You leaned into his chest, still smiling as you felt him squeeze you just a little tighter.

“You three are just going to have to come with me next time…can’t have us all falling apart all the time,” he finished with a sniffle, causing you to look up at his face, which was already damp with tears.

[hearts-hunger]

danny lane's getting their lights punched out every single night now