jack and all your little kiddos surprising you with breakfast in bed on your birthday or mother’s day
my. heart. also, this is fucking long.
“dada,” a little voice called, waking jack up. sitting up he looked over to see you still fast asleep, then he turned to look at the camera seeing that your two year old standing up in her crib holding on to the railing. tears covered her face meaning she probably had a bad dream. sighing he threw the blankets off and stepped on to the cold hard wood flooring grabbing his phone before making his way down the hall to her nursery.
“hey princess,” he whispered walking into her room not wanting to wake your other kids up. “bad dream?” he then asked pulling her out of her crib. her blue eyes nodded as she buried her head into his neck as he checked the clock on his phone. it was almost 6;30, meaning you’d be getting up some time in the next hour to check on your daughter, then peeking into the twins room to make sure they were still sleeping. then it hit him, “hey wyatt wanna help me?”
at the sound of her name she pulled her head from his neck, not quite understanding what that meant. “mama?” she then asked hoping she could run into your room to wake you up. jack hummed with a wide smile. “bubby?” she then asked wondering if her brothers got to help to.
“yeah sweetheart, we’re gonna go get parks and con,” he answered walking towards the four year olds shared bedroom. opening the door quietly he peeked his head in to see parker sleeping right next to connor, meaning he probably had one of his nightmares but didn’t come wake either of you up. jack’s heart fell knowing it was because parker was scared to wake either of you up when jack had a game the next day. “hey boys, time to get up,” he whispered sitting on the bed next to parker’s sleeping frame.
connor was the first to come to, “daddy why are we getting up? are we going skating?” jack shook his head laughing, causing wyatt to look up at him confused. “no skating?”
“no skating bud, but you all get to come to the game tonight, big play-off game remember?” he asked just in time for parker to start working up. “right parks, big game tonight?” he rubbed his blue eyes, yeah all of your kids had jack’s eyes, go figure, before nodding his head slightly. “but first, we have to do something for mommy okay? do you guys remember what day it is?”
wyatt wiggled out of jack’s arms as the boys started at each other confused. “bubby!” she squealed plopping down on top of them both. “mommy?” wyatt then asked looking up to jack as connor sat up and pulled his little sister into his lap.
“wait i know!” parker exclaimed shooting straight up, “it’s mothers day. we have to go wake mommy up and tell her we love her!” right as he tired to up from his brothers bed, jack wrapped him up in his arms to stop him from darting to your room. “daddy we have to go get mommy,” parker complained, wyatt and connor both nodding their heads to agree with their brother.
jack smiled at all three of his kids before standing up, “not yet guys, we have to make mommy breakfast first. and you guys are going to help me.” all three of them clattered off of the bed loudly causing jack to stoop walking and cringe a little, “quietly guys, we don’t want mommy to walk up do we?”
all three of them shook their heads before making their way downstairs to the kitchen. “can we make her pancakes?”
soon there were three little voices all at once naming things off on what they wanted to make you for a special breakfast. jack started grabbing things out of the fridge as they sat on the floor arguing on what you’d like best. once he set the stuff on the counter he turned back to look at them hands on his hips. “how about this,” he started leaning over to pick up wyatt, “we’ll make bacon, coffee, with milk, toast and pancakes. does that sound good?”
“and stawbeaies mama loves those daddy,” connor added with a tooth grin.
“and strawberries,” jack smiled setting wyatt down in her highchair. soon he had the boys standing on chairs mixing the pancake mix. wyatt was on milk duty, which consisted of her sitting there mixing chocolate syrup into white milk with a spoon. leaving jack with making bacon and coffee. twenty minutes had past and he could hear your shared bedroom door opening.
all of four of them had froze in their spots, their matching blue eyes going wide. “parker, connor, go make sure mommy stays in our room okay?” the two boys nodded their heads jumping off the chairs and racing up the stairs to prevent you from coming down. jack could hear their muffled pleas for you to stay in your room, followed by the door closing again. “well wyatt, looks like it’s just us,” jack sighed quickly trying to put the finishing pieces on the breakfast.
she giggled causing jack to smile once more, “dada look, milk.” jack looked over his shoulder to see your daughter’s final product of her chocolate milk, only a couple drops on her face.
“good job princess, now let’s finish this breakfast okay?” she nodded her head letting jack go back to putting everything on a plate, and pouring coffee into your favorite mug, one they all got you for last mothers day. “can i have the glass of milk honey?” jack asked before taking it from her hands. when she nodded he placed it on the tray before calling for the boys, “parks, con, can you come here for a second?”
there was a couple seconds before they were racing downstairs. “daddy we have to hurry, mommy’s trying to follow us,” they both breath out before backing up towards the stairs. “well take the tray, you get wyatt,” connor then said taking charge of the situation. jack did as told before they started up the stairs.
you sat in your shared bed with jack, looking through Instagram, and reading a couple texts that you missed last night. when you heard the sound oft three different pairs of feet heading towards your room you got an anxious feeling, not sure what jack had up his sleeve, seeing as it’s always something amazing. then the door was pushed open and your four favorite people walked through.
“mama,” wyatt cooed trying to reach for you, wanting out of jack’s arms which he granted. “here you go mommy,” the twins cheered together handing you the tray of food. tears filled your eyes as you looked at it all, your heart filling. “happy mother’s day mommy.”
“did you guys make this it all for me?” you asked not even sparing jack a glance yet. they all nodded their heads, “did daddy help you?” parker was on the only honest one, the other two wanting all the glory. “will you guys help me eat it all?” you asked the twins answer diving right into the pancakes, wyatt going for the milk. “thank you j,” you finally said looking up to your husband of three years.
“happy mother’s day love,” he answered pressing a gentle kiss against your temple, “you do everything for us, and i wanted them to do something for. especially since you have to take them to the game tonight.” you shrugged your shoulders with a smile, because you wouldn’t have it any other way.
you popped a strawberry into your mom making sure your kids liked the food. “do you want my coffee j? you must be exhausted babe,” you offered knowing you couldn’t drink it, and this was your way of telling him.
“y/n/n i can’t, it’s for you,” he frowned sitting down by your feet. the smile that broke out on your face was one he’d seen only two times before, when you found out you were pregnant with the twins, and with wyatt. his mouth fell open as he waited for you to say it.
“i actually can’t drink coffee,” you stated causing all three of your kids to look up at you confused. “surprise, i’m pregnant,” you confessed causing jack to throw himself at you, not even worried about hitting the food.
“we’re gonna be big brother’s again?” the boys asked.
“big sister?” wyatt asked head tilting to the side not quite sure if she liked that or not. you hummed with a grateful smile while leaning into jack’s arms, his lips pressing against your head multiple times.
“i love you y/n,” jack whispered watching as the boys talked among themselves, and wyatt was busy drinking her milk. “and i love our little family, even if we started a little young,” he said into your ear, in complete awe of the sight in front of him.
you scoffed turning to smile up at him, “jack twenty isn’t young.” he chuckled before nodding to agree with you. “hey, i love you, and thank you. for all of this,” you whispered gesturing to the meal and your kids.
“i love you too, and you’re welcome y/n/n. i wouldn’t change it for the world.”
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