Slight delay on the fic. I planned for July 31 for the weekend but just realized I missed a huge plot hole and need time to write it and re adjust some parts.
I have been soooo behind on WMFTD because uni has been SO busy this year i just haven't had the time to catch up but i'm so excited to get caught up again!! Genuinely one of my favourite fanfic series, anytime one of the oneshots/au's come across my dash I get so excited!
oh my goodness~ thank you! Sorry for the late response! I hope uni is treating you well! :) :) :)
I haven’t gotten much of a chance to write this year unfortunately 😅 but i hope you like sleep family. Here two small ficlets.
bubbles
Dipping your fingers in the soapy tub, you tested the water and nodded to yourself at the warmth.
There was a bigger bath that you and Hypnos used for your own baths but Hypnos was too nervous to let Morpheus in it yet.
So a wooden basin was used for your son's baths for now.
The air was thick with steam, smelling heavily of sweet berries and fresh soap. Little toys floated in the tub, bumping against the walls of the basin.
Satisfied that the water wouldn't cook Morpheus into a stew, you turned to watch Hypnos as he helped undressed their son.
Morpheus was speaking in that nonsense baby language, a mix of half slurred words and giggles.
You bit back a smile.
You were surprised by how much you adored the way Morpheus communicated.
There was something amazing about watching a baby began to move and form their own thoughts, even if you didn't understand a lick of it.
He squealed gleefully as he escaped from his dad, butt naked. Hypnos just snorted out an laugh, trying and failing to grab Morpheus.
You waited until he gotten close and grabbed him. Morpheus gasped then squealed again with delight.
"Bath time." You informed your wiggly child and placed him in the bathtub. You promptly splashed by the bubbly waters due to Morpheus' little kicks.
Not that Morpheus noticed, his fat little hands slapping the bubbles with a happy cry. Hypnos settled in next to you, his arms bared. His cloak safely out of reach of their soaking wet son.
"At least he didn't cry going into the bath this time." Hypnos said with a grin as he nudged a little boat toy toward Morpheus. It immediately caught his attention and he grabbed at it, pushing down into the waters then giggling when it pop back up.
"Yeah." You agreed, smiling at pure joy of their son enjoying a bubble bath. You and Hypnos sat there by his side, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere as soapy drifted bubbles upward, carrying childish delight and all.
"You know he isn't going to be happy when we have to wash his hair." Hypnos muttered a few minutes later, his smile unwavering, utterly accepting of the incoming battle and their damp fates.
You sighed. "Yeah."
Hypnos patted your knee in comfort.
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New
Morpheus stared into the crib with a frown, standing on his tip of his toes on the stool.
The twins were sleeping, their chest rising and falling in slow, even breaths.
Morpheus stayed quiet as he studied them.
He didn't want to risk waking them up. He knew his parents wouldn't be happy about that.
He never seen babies before his siblings had arrived. He wasn't sure what to make of them.
His grandparents talked about them sometimes, like when his Father was a kid. Morpheus tried to picture his grumpy Father as a baby and snorted at the funny image that came to his mind.
All he saw a picture of his Father, short and holding a bottle. Not an actual baby like these ones.
Icelos grumbled, all pick cheeks and tight fists waving in the air. Her twin, dark curls mussed, slept on.
"Sorry." Morpheus whispered to his little sister. She fussed again, her frown deepened and Morpheus felt a touch of panic rise when he saw a matching frown growing on Phan' face.
He reached in and failed, his limbs too short.
In a desperate attempt not to get caught, Morpheus climbed into the crib with them. He was careful, just like Father told him to be.
The new weight caused Icelos' eyes to open, dark and hazy. Phan was fussing too and Morpheus shushed them.
After a moment of hesitation, he reached out and stoked their soft hair, like his parents often did for him.
"It's okay." He assured them, in a gentle whisper, his words an almost song. He always liked it when Dad did that. "It will be okay." He sung, a warm spark forming low in his throat.
He began hum, the spark warm and growing inside of him.
Icelos huffed but soon she began to calm. Phan yawned but soon copied Icelos, like he was her smaller shadow.
When Morpheus thought they had returned to sleep, he slumped in relief against the crib's railing. He smiled at them, at their cute round cheeks.
They kinda cute when they weren't crying all the time.
Then he frowned, realization drawing on him.
He couldn't get out, not without waking them. Which meant he had to wait for his parents to notice and he didn't doubt that when he was found there would be a lecture in his future.
Biting back a groan as he settled in, Morpheus crossed his arms with a pout.
Siblings, he decided, were most certainly not worth the trouble.
Do yourself a favor and just write everything out of order. That's legit what's stopping me from updating my WIPs because the back of my head is demanding it has to be consecutively written in order or else it won't make sense.
....which is kind of dumb because when I came up with the plotlines they were from scenes right in the middle lol
