#hmmng.. tiny turtle babi

[cosmicladyy]

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bowser jr. drabble, implied bowser x gn!reader

Junior has seen how happy you’ve made his dad, ever since he met you a while back.

but now that you were officially living within the castle walls, it felt.. different.

a good different. He can’t explain it, how can he when he doesn’t understand it either.

don’t get him wrong, he really likes you. he likes how you compliment him on his paintings and make up fun games to play with him. he likes how you help tie up his hair in his signature ponytail. he likes how you tell him stories that always seem to keep him on his toes. he especially likes how you’d sneak him a cookie or two when his dad isn’t looking in between meals.

but this was new to him, you sleeping in the castle, in his dad’s room.

where he usually runs to when he’s had a nightmare.

but it’s technically your room now too, and he doesn’t know if you even want him in there when you’re sleeping.

what if you get mad at him?

what if you leave his dad??

what if-

“Junior?” the tiny tyke lets out an undistinguished squeak as he nearly jumps out of his shell, the pillow he dragged with him being used as a fluffy weapon.

It’s you! Hair sticking out, pajamas all jumbled, barely conscious you.

you rub the sleep out of your eyes and suppress a yawn, “what’re you doin’ up? It’s late.”

junior hugs his pillow to his chest and buries his snout in it, mumbling.

“had a bad dream.. wanted t’ see papa.”

the sight instantly makes your heart clench, “but I didn’ know if you’d want me in bed with you guys.”

that alone threatens to send you to an early grave.

“aw jun, of course you can.” you crouch down to his level to meet his eyes, “you’re always welcome inside, you don’t have to ask.”

the soft smile you give him makes his tail wag, he sets the pillow aside and wraps his chubby arms around your neck. you feel him relax in your arms as you bring him in for an embrace. after adjusting your grip on his shell (while also being mindful of his spikes), you stand and trudge back inside.

after managing to close the massive wooden door with your foot, you slowly tip-toe over to the equally massive bed, where a certain koopa king lays; his loud snores filling the silence.

“you want me to wake him up for you?” when you receive no response, you look down and realize you’re the only one awake.

you lay the sleeping prince next to his giant father, making sure his head rests comfortably on a pillow, and tuck him in.

sleep is calling your name as you make yourself comfortable and pull the blanket up to your chin, your eyes fluttering shut.

-extra-

what you didn’t know, was that Junior was content with just being in your arms and pretended to have fallen asleep; he didn’t want to wake his dad up now that he was safe with you.

when he knows you’ve fallen asleep, he snuggles into your warm side and curls himself into a ball.

yea, he can get used to this.