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[aarondingle]

@7amlecturerambles​ “Emma's top 6 Robron kisses" ❣️

[cowboyhudsons]

@7amlecturerambles replied to your post “I mean.. what else are you gonna do with a dead body??? Of course...”

i actually full on laughed...i don’t think that was the intended effect!

tbf i didn’t start laughing until Chandler did this with his face

[rustandruin]

you are simply and amazing person that I am so lucky to call a friend, simple as that.

Aww Emma… You’re too damn kind??? Thank you so much for this!

[justleavemebreathless]

Happy thought! There is a spot behind Roberts ear where he is a bit sensitive. Aaron knows this... And every time Aaron kisses that spot, Robert goes weak at the knees.

This is something I very much believe 😌

Thank you Emma! 💕

[deanmoth]

@moirabartons / @aaronsugdenhawley / @heartneverliez / @aarondingel / @messedup21 / @7amlecturerambles : Thank you so much lovelies!!! You all are so cute <33 

[miss-bookworm]

@omarandjohnny @whatdiknow @yasisworld @7amlecturerambles @victoriasugden @peppernights @surviveyourhumanity Thank you everyone, your kind words mean so much!!! 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

[smittenwithsugden]

susieskinner93 + yummy looking Aaron (because I know she loves it! 😉)

@susieskinner93​ Haha, what defines as yummy looking? This? (Nothing turned up for yummy so i did “Aaron dingle looking fine”)

Send me a url of a blog you want to spread joy to and “Robron/robert/aaron + xy” a word of your choice for the gif search

[nooneelsecomesclose17]

prompt: "I hate you.", "Why? I'm lovely!" <3

“Daddy?” It’s the tone of voice that makes Aaron sit up straighter on the bench, watching her run over from the climbing frame. They’re the only ones here, the cold seemingly putting others off, but not Ella, if anything she loved it more than the summer.

“Yes Bug?” He lifts her up and she curls up on his lap, one hand clinging to his jumper under his coat, the other patting his beard, something she’s done when she’s worried since she was toddler.

“Do you hate Daddy?” He has to strain to hear because her words are muffled into his chest.

“What? No. Why ever would you think that?”

“I heard you say…you said it, Daddy. You said I hate you. Are you going to leave like Uncle Adam left Jamie?” He gently brushed a hand over her hair, holding her close. “Don’t go! I’ll be good, I promise!”

“You’re my best girl. I’m not going anywhere, I promise. Neither is Dad.”

“But I heard you! I did!” Her little fists bat at his chest, surprisingly powerful and he can sense that the tears are coming.

“Hey, no. come on. Your Dad and I were just joking around because he nicked my breakfast. I didn’t mean it. We were just playing, Bug.”

“Promise?” He smiles as he wipes her tears away with his thumbs.

“I promise. Do you want to go home and see if Daddy’s finished his work.” He feels her nod and stands up shifting her onto his hip. 

“Did Uncle Adam hate Aunty Vic? Is that why he left?” It hadn’t been that long since Adam had left, out of the blue to them all, even Aaron, not that Robert was convinced of that at first. 

“No. Sometimes people just don’t want to be together any more, but that’s not going to happen to me and Daddy.”

“Jamie’s sad.”

“I know, Bug.” As they turn into the driveway he sees Robert locking the front door, obviously on his way to find them now he’s finished the paperwork he’d insisted had to be finished. He swings Ella down onto the ground, groaning slightly now she’s getting big. “There go and see if Daddy will buy us lunch in the pub and then you can see Nana Chas.”

He can’t help smiling as he watches Robert with her, their blonde hair and matching smiles. She’s chatting away nineteen to the dozen and Robert’s smile is only growing as he listens.

“Daddy doesn’t hate you, I asked him.” 

“Well that’s good. Daddy could never hate me sweetheart, I’m lovely!” He glares at Aaron’s scoff of laughter.

“He said you stoled his breakfast. That’s naughty.” Aaron gives up and laughs out loud. “You have to buy us lunch.”

“I do? For stealing Daddy’s breakfast? That sounds like deal to me. I bet I can guess what you’ll have.”

“Bet you can’t.” With that she’s off, skipping along the road, the two of them following.

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