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♡ happy is the house filled with gardens and flowers ft. Lyrason Household - ongoing series
what would happen if Grayson ended up with a son like Jamie who kept him on his toes ? or a second son who spends more time with Lyra making him jealous of his own son ? How would Grayson be as a girl dad ?
.ᐟ.ᐟ Haunted Rings & Revenge ft. Grayson H. & Lyra Kane - ongoing series
what happens when Grayson Hawthorne & Lyra Kane are forced into an arranged marriage while a serial killer is living in the same house ? - .ᐟ.ᐟ contains gore & triggers
Debts were paid ft. Grayson Hawthorne & Gigi Grayson
what happens when Gigi Grayson steals her brother's card and decides to give it back without him noticing ? ♡ - mini
❗ongoing series:
Haunted Rings & Revenge ft. Grayson H. & Lyra Kane
what happens when Grayson Hawthorne & Lyra Kane are forced into an arranged marriage while a serial killer is living in the same house ? - .ᐟ.ᐟ contains gore & triggers
♡ happy is the house filled with gardens & flowers <- part 1
It wasn't long before Grayson felt Mattheo waking up. His small hand grabbing Grayson's shirt while he yawned, lying content on top of his father. Theo was still passed out next to Grayson, with a blanket on top that Grayson had to fix multiple times before it stayed in place.
Grayson sat up, a light hand on Mattheo's head before his fingers started threading through the small curls. He wanted to move Theo but he knew if he put Mattheo down for even a second, he would run to Lyra. Mattheo coughed very lightly before another cough followed and Grayson was already up getting water.
He placed Mattheo on the kitchen island while keeping an arm around him. He filled up his small bottle and raised it to him who took two sips before deciding it had been too peaceful of a morning. Mattheo kicked and the bottle flipped, water splashing on his shirt and Grayson's sleeve.
Grayson was quick to remove the bottle but not quick enough to prevent the spillage which meant he now had a whole new set of problems.
He needed to get Mattheo out of his shirt before he got sick but the only time Mattheo changed clothes was when the clothes were warm. Grayson took off Mattheo's shirt, throwing it on the laundry pile before making his way to the room down the hall.
He placed Mattheo in his high chair and he could hear another set of footsteps shuffle on the carpet before a yawning Theo walked up to Grayson and hugged his leg, his eyes still closed.
"I need to iron his shirt, sweethe-" he wasn't fully done before he saw Theo's closed eyes and decided who needed two hands for ironing anyway. He picked up Theo while Mattheo was playing with two blocks, seated in his high chair and made sure he couldn't get out.
He moved around the room, picking out a set that had small donuts on it and laid it down with one hand. The other still holding a sleeping Theo. He ironed both pieces and Theo was awake, watching him before he decided snuggle time was over and slid down his father's torso, crawling to where Mattheo was.
Now all that was left was Mattheo's judgement which more or less was never in his father's favor. He picked Mattheo, changing him into the set, hoping it was warm and cozy enough that Mattheo wouldn't start crying.
"Is it comfy, love ?" He asked softly, scared of a rejection
He saw Mattheo run his hands over the fabric before doing a small nod. Grayson felt a little smile on his lips.
"Thank you, love"
He said with relief before he heard a tiny voice
"mama...... mama better" Mattheo said before Theo picked him up.
"He means mama does it better" Theo translated
"Yes. Thank you love" Grayson said, no ounce of enthusiasm or traces of relief found in his voice. He let out a sigh, maybe one day. He turned off the iron and led the kids to the kitchen where a new idea popped in his head.
Maybe not ironing but a little pancake art could get him a nod or so, he thought.
a/n: THE Grayson Hawthorne being sad over his son not approving of his ironing gives me life. Also, I would eat the munchkin Mattheo if I could meet him. big big cutie
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Lyra had been with the kids for two days.
two. days.
Two days and three kids was a lot but after someone had tried to take Theo as a baby, Grayson & Lyra decided to take turns watching the kids instead of getting staff involved in their house.
It was fine mostly. The house was always full and family would always drop by to babysit the kids so Grayson & Lyra could take a break except this month. Her family including her little brother were on a trip to see colleges Cooper had gotten accepted into. Grayson's family, Acacia & the girls were visiting Savannah in Italy to celebrate the end of her internship. That left Xander who had just left a day ago to help his father and Nash & Jamie were both attending the foundation's event in Paris to secure more donations.
She could call Grayson but she already knew he crammed all his meetings in two days so he could come home as soon as the law firm's matters were settled. Lyra took a deep breath, her head tilting back, resting on the sofa while Mattheo was sitting on the floor playing with wooden blocks. He would stack three together and look back to make sure Lyra was watching.
"Those are so tall Mattheo. You're getting really good at this baby" Lyra said cheerfully and Mattheo looked back at her before looking down at the blocks.
Then came his soft voice, too low to hear if one was walking by.
"Thank you mama"
Mattheo was a shy baby. He didn't talk much, not even when he was a little baby. He just seemed to like being around Lyra and that would keep him calm. He was almost 2.5 years old now. He had a head full of soft curls and eyes a copy of Lyra's. He didn't smile much but he had dimples and adorable was an understatement, he was the cutest baby Grayson & Lyra had ever seen.
Lyra kissed Mattheo's forehead before getting up and she could already hear small feet shuffling behind her. She walked into the dimly lit nursery and Lia, their youngest child was fast asleep. Lyra had to hold back a yawn herself. She scooped up Mattheo before closing the door halfway and making her way to the other side of the house.
Theo, their eldest son, who was a spitting image of their father was building a lego set that was for kids twice his age.
"Don't you want to sleep baby?" Lyra asked, walking up to Theo sitting in the corner of the second lounge, two pieces in hand and half a ship built in front of him.
"Not yet, I need to beat my record" Theo said, too focused on the manual in front of him.
Lyra shook her head. It was almost 4 am and she could feel the caffeine wearing off. A little nap wouldn't hurt. She was about to lie down when she heard a jeep pull into the driveway. Grayson was home.
Lyra took a sigh of relief. She could finally sleep.
It didn't take more than four minutes to see Grayson walking into the lounge. A briefcase in hand and his jacket in his arm. His hair was out of place like he had passed his hands through it multiple times on the way here.
"I'm so sorry I couldn't come sooner, sweetheart" He was already picking up Mattheo who had one hand curled into Lyra's sweater.
"I can take care of the kids. You should get some sleep- Did you eat ? Should I cook ? Did the kids-"
"Yes. They are fed and I ate too. I put Ophelia to bed an hour ago and the boys slept in the afternoon" Lyra was already stretching, getting ready for bed. She uncurled Mattheo's tiny hand slowly and gave him a forehead kiss.
"I'll be back Mattheo. Be nice to your father."
She could tell by Mattheo's eyes following her that he didn't like any bit of this but Grayson was already holding him up in case he tried to run to her.
Theo, on the other hand, climbed the sofa and gave his mother a kiss on the cheek.
"I hope you have sweet dreams mommy"
Lyra smiled, giving him a forehead kiss too before making her way to the bedroom. Grayson, who was still in a suit, jacket thrown on a nearby sofa, was holding up Mattheo with one arm.
"She'll come back. She only went to sleep"
He said low and softly, in a tone no one in his office would expect him to speak in. Mattheo, who was still looking at the direction Lyra went in didn't speak or nod. He simply stared at the empty hallway, trying to conjure up his mother with his mind and a wish.
Grayson was used to Mattheo's attachment but saying it didn't hurt would be a lie. He turned his attention to Theo who was already looking at his father with a wide grin.
"I built the spaceship faster than you"
Grayson could feel a smile breaking on his face and suddenly he didn't feel as tired as he physically was.
"I guess I need to give you a new challenge"
Theo pointed at the half built ship on the floor. "I'll break it after I break Uncle Xan's record"
Grayson shook his head, muttering under his breath that even he couldn't do that on most days but not loud enough for Theo to hear.
He simply sat down on the floor, watching his son build a ship that Theo clearly was too young for and admired his enthusiasm. Mattheo was seated in his lap, one arm snug holding him in place and it didn't take long before Grayson felt him fall asleep, hugging his arm. He lied down, placing Mattheo on top of him and simply watched Theo move all the pieces away before grabbing a blanket and joining his father and brother. He sat next to them.
"I did something" Theo whispered to his father who's eyes were closed, one hand rubbing Mattheo's back lightly
"What did you do, sweetheart ?" Grayson whispered
"I ate three bags of marshmallows"
Grayson's lip twitched and he looked at his son who was sitting next to him, hands on knees, waiting for a reaction.
"Does your mother know ?"
"No, I told her Uncle Xander ate them"
Grayson had to hold back his laugh because this had played in front of his eyes several years ago except the culprit was Xander who had blamed a "mischievous raccoon" for his marshmallow adventure.
Grayson extended his arm and he could feel Theo laying his head on it, one tiny hand fidgeting with his cufflink. He should give Theo a warning but he was too tired. What's the worse that could happen ? It was just some bags of marshmallows
"I also set the carpet on fire in your office with the big glass thing but it's ok I threw your jacket on it and the fire disappeared"
Grayson's eyes flew open, staring at the ceiling wide eyed but Theo had already whispered good night and closed his eyes.
Although, one pair of silver eyes didn't get any sleep that night. Not when his most expensive jacket was used as a rag to cover up a hole in the carpet. Not when a memory kept repeating in his mind when this had happened before except it was his childhood room and the magnifier was in a brunette's hand who wanted to show a "trick"
♡ happy is the house filled with gardens and flowers
Grayson Hawthorne x Lyra Catalina Kane, their kids:
Silas Theodore Hawthorne (5 yrs)
Lorenzo Mattheo Hawthorne (3 yrs)
Ophelia Rose Hawthorne (2 yrs)
au summary: After Grayson & Lyra get married, they have 3 kids. The eldest, mostly known as Theo who looks the spitting image of his father but has the personality of his uncle Jamie keeps his father on his toes.
Mattheo, their second son, who has the complete opposite personality of his older brother and clings to his mother every second he gets. He puts Grayson through several trials and troubles only to consider him the second favorite parent and run back to his mother at bed time.
Their third and only princess, Lia, who is loved not only by her parents but her grandparents Keith & Darby Kane and spoiled by her uncles Nash and especially Xander & Knox but never as much as her aunt Gigi.
Grayson uses an eye mask to sleep while Jameson has perfected the art of wrapping the blanket around himself like a mummy. He has scared his nieces one too many times
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