#aarmau fluff

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Family Life

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“Okay let's go! Let's go, let's go!” Angelov stomped his feet on the ground while smiling. The three year old was buzzing, impatient with his mother's slow movements, not caring that it was six-thirty in the morning. Aphmau was finishing straightening up his backpack, “Your sister has to wake up first!” She replied, matching his excited tone. “Okay, I wake her!” Before Aph could stop him, Angelov zoomed up the stairs, opening his sister's door harshly and started to jump on her. “Wake up! Wake up! Ellie!!”

“Hey, be careful with your sister!” Aph yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Aaron wrapped his arms around his wife's waist, resting his chin on her shoulder. “She's going to be in a foul mood this morning,” he mumbled as the two kissed with a slight muttering of a ‘good morning’ to each other. 

“I’ll get her ready, you finish making breakfast?”

Aaron nodded sluggishly, “Already on it.”

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Energetic Start

Aarmau kids being adorable...... hopefully nothing bad happens to them in the future..... Withering Attachment MASTERLIST

The sound of high pitch squealing was followed along with water coming from the bathroom tub. Aaron had become accustomed to the noise, so much so that he can now differentiate on which is happy or not. His wife's soft laughs were heard with follow ups of ‘You’re so handsome! Are you ready for daycare today!?’ Aaron released a small smile as he was searching for Alina's school clothes in the dryer; they were so occupied that he had forgotten to put the clothes away the other day. “Gotta fold these when we get back,” he said in a low breath to himself.

“A-a-ron! How are we on time!” Aphmau's voice overlapped the screaming.

Finding the clothes he needed, he looked at his watch while ascending the stairs, “We still have thirty minutes!” A faded thank you was heard as splashes of water were becoming chaotic.

“APA!”

The sound of hysterical giggles echo down the highway in the early morning. Aaron darted down the hallway, following the continuous calls for him. He replied back in the same tone, “Qué pasó mi princessa!?” He walked into the bedroom seeing his daughter hiding under her bed, hands over her eyes while laughing in hysteria. Aaron pretended to gasp, “What is my princess doing under the bed?!”

Alina moved her hands away from her face and towards her dad’s pretending to claw at him. “Roar! Now you're dead!”

“I'm dead?! But who's going to take you to school?”

“Mama!” 

“Alright,” he grinned. “Come on, let's get out of the bed,” Aaron reached to pull her out. “Were you scared! Did I scare you papa!?”

Aaron released a pretend sigh of relief while carrying his daughter into his shoulder, “You were so scary! I was going to cry!”

“Noo! Don't cry papa! I'm not really a dinosaur!”

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Second Time's A Charm?

16 year old Aaron meeting Aphmau's family….it isn’t going well…..

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Cw: Aaron’s dad mentioned….That’s it…

Meeting your girlfriend’s family is every partner’s nightmare. Let alone her ENTIRE family! Scenarios plagued his mind hoping nothing went wrong, and Aaron was panicking. He already fucked up when he met them briefly when he had been late dropping Aphmau home from their movie date. He had to explain how he had gotten a flat tire, but he had a spare so it wasn’t a huge worry. Her oldest sister, Katelyn, gave him the nastiest look down he has ever seen, and he swears she gave him some type of ojo. On his way back home, the truck started making a weird noise it never had before. Not only was he punished because of him not taking care of the truck, but for also coming home late. Aaron’s father made sure he would never forget where his place was for three hours straight. 

Today, his dad had him doing everything because he was going to go to Aph’s house. Now he was late. Two hours late. To a barbeque. 

God! Stupid stupid! WHO IS LATE TO A BBQ! Aaron cussed himself mentally as he was quickly trying to fix himself to look more presentable. As presentable as he can with grease on him and his clothes, his hair that was nicely styled, now back to its frizzy state. His truck finally decided to give out on him, nothing is going right. He yelled in frustration as he kicked the front tire, “Stupid ass truck!” The sound of the front door opened…Aaron closed his eyes and took deep breaths as he heard footsteps getting closer.

God please let it be Aph, please let it be Aph.

“You need help son?” He froze. He recognized that voice. Aph’s step-dad. Aaron turned around and stood up straighter, “Hello sir..I uh…Apologise for my tardiness Mr. Vazquez.” He stuck his hand out and made straight eye contact and — he was actually screwed. Aaron never got to have a good look at him before, but he towered over him. His eyes were harsh, his stance was firm, and he looked as if he was going to murder him right this second. Her step-father took one look at Aaron’s hand and all of his cold exterior melted, he let out a laugh causing Aaron’s hand to start shaking. His breathing started to shallow, chest tightening. Am I too dirty? Am I– 

“Seems that ol’ truck isn’t cutting it anymore?”

“I- um mande?”

“That truck of yours, do you mind getting a new one? Well new for you.” Her step-dad gave  him a welcoming smile, finally shaking his hand. Aaron was still stunned by the question, “I um- I wouldn’t mind it sir? Do you need me to do a job for you, Sir?” He mentally smacked himself.

“Hey, call me Eric, that sir shit makes me feel old.” Eric gestured to Aaron to follow him inside the house as he continued to talk, “ I got a good red truck if you want it. Me and the missus been wanting to get rid of it.”