butch cg nat, chronically ill little lottie
the first instalment in my tinyjackets au called splish splash (cause peanut loves his silly little names) requests and asks r open for splishsplash or tinyjackets asks or ideas.. peanut wants to yap abt them
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Lottie's head felt heavy. It was full of cotton, she was sure, something thick and fuzzy. Her bed felt warm and damp. She was burning from the inside out, each of her limbs full of cement. There was a panic in her stomach, rising up to her throat. She couldn't breathe, coughing every time she tried.
The door to her bedroom opened, and in came Nat.
He rushed over quickly, putting one arm around her back and helping her sit up right. Nat rubbed her back with one hand, pressing his other hand to her forehead.
"Oh, bug," he mumbled. "Poorly baby."
Lottie looked at him, frowning anxiously. All the words she wanted to say were in her head, but she couldn't make them come out of her mouth. She wordlessly pointed to her communication board.
Nat crossed the room, bringing it over and holding it in front of Lottie. She reached, pointing to some of the labels.
She saw Nat bite his lip.
"Lottie, sweet, I think you already went. Let's get you cleaned up, alright?"
Upset. Upset. Upset. Upset.
Lottie jabbed at the sign, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Oh, I know. I know, sweet. I'm gonna run you a bath- a nice bath, not too hot- and then we're gonna put a diaper on you, yeah? Then you get to pick what we watch on my phone. Can I pick you up?"
"You're not dirty, baby." Nat lifted Lottie up despite her protests, walking to the bathroom.
She placed Lottie down on the bath mat, turning the taps on. Looking over the bubble bath options, he picked up the sage and sea minerals bubble bath. Lottie had been into blue things recently, particularly ocean related. Maybe Nat could cheer her up with an ocean themed bath.
"Lot, can you undress yourself? Baba's gonna make a special bath."
Lottie began to undress, listening to the water running. She had been interested in the ocean recently- fish, sharks, waves, whirlpools. The colours, the smells. If Lottie could float in the sea with the salt and the seaweed, warm and quiet and dark, she would be at peace. Blissful.
"Alright, baby, let me help you in. We got some fishies." Nat helped Lottie in as he spoke. "We got some little sharks. Look, it's nice and blue and bubbly. We can get more bubbles, too, yeah? It's not too hot and it's not too cold and there's a little bitty bit of bath salts in there. I'll wash your hair, hm?"
Lottie settled into the bathtub, quiet. She watched the toy mechanical fish go by her, watching the little bubbles that came after it.
"What colour's that fish, baby? Is it yellow?"
Lottie hummed, splashing the water near the fish a little bit. A smile broke across Nat's face and he chuckled as he watched Lot play. This was usually how Lottie played in the bath. Nat reached for a bottle of bubbles, blowing some towards Lot gently. She didn't laugh or giggle, but she did watch the bubbles float over quietly with big brown eyes.
"Shall we do your hair, yeah? Tip your head back. We'll get a jug and some warm water."
Nat filled the jug with some warm water and carefully poured it over her hair. Lot gave a hum and a small smile. He started to carefully massage the shampoo into Lottie's scalp, humming a tune to her as he washed it out.
"You're my pretty girl, hm? Got beautiful hair and beautiful eyes. Baba's pretty girl. Shall we get you dried up? Up and out."
Nat lifted Lottie out and wrapped her in a towel.
"I know. Cold now," he told the shivering Lot in a playful voice, rubbing her dry. "We're gonna put a diaper on you and get you in a onesie, how about that?"
Lottie brought her thumb to her mouth as Nat put a diaper on her and zipped up her onesie. Nat put a pacifier in her mouth before pressing his hand to her forehead. Lottie was still warm, still hot and shivery.
"Oh, poor bubba. It's okay. We'll put you down for another sleep, cause I see you're sleepy." He traced his fingertips over Lottie's forehead and down the bridge of her nose, watching her eyelids flutter. "I'm gonna call Shauna and Tai and Akilah and let them know, okay? That you're poorly, so we can't go to the playdate tomorrow."
Lottie whined, shaking her head.
"Sweetheart, you'll get them poorly too. And you'll get sooo many cuddles from Baba, and for the next playdate, we can see about renting a play centre for a bit, yeah? When you're feeling better?"
Lottie kept whining, suckling on the pacifier. Nat picked her up, rubbing her back.
"I know. I know. You're tired and you're poorly. Sleep time."
Lottie continued to whine and fuss into Nat's shoulder as he carried her down to the bedroom, bouncing her gently. Despite her protests, Lottie's eyes were slowly, slowly closing. Nat started to hum as he bounced Lottie and he could feel her slowly growing more and more relaxed in his arms, until he was sure she was asleep.
He laid her down, tucking a thin bedsheet over her and clicked on her fairy lights. He'd watch her through the monitor, of course, but for now, he would let her sleep.
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