So I love love loooove your fics and I’m a heavy maladaptive daydreamer, so I wanted to ask, how do you think jabber would act with a daughter? Ya know another menace who looks up to him. I’m sorry if this is weird😭😭
I’m also a maladaptive day dreamer!!! These fics have a birth place, and that’s from me dissociating in my room but…
Jabber as a father?? While I'm ovulating? You set me up didn't you? This was so cute to think about!!! So you know the rules, headphones turn those beautiful brains on and let’s go shall we?
Song in Mind: Use Your Heart-SWV
-when you first found out?? Cried like a fool! You almost had a panic attack and called your best friend to break the news just to hear her clown you over the phone talking about some “I knew it!!!!”. This wasn’t a laughing matter.
-Breaking the news to Jabber turned out better than you thought, the nigga always wanted to joke around after a good session rubbing your stomach saying “I’ll see you soon, lil man..”
“That ain’t funny Jabber..you CAN NOT raise a kid like that..” You mumbled, rolling over to look up at him.
“He gon be jus’ like me! What’s wrong with me showing him how to defend himself out here?” He said with curious intent.
“What if shes a girl?”
“If i can teach you how to handle a piece with ya nails on i’m sure my daughter can catch on..”
“Jay!” You giggled, tossing one of his pillows at him. “Both of my children are staying in school..”
“Uh huh..both of ‘em..” He said with a glint in his half lidded eyes, walking back towards the bed.
-All you did was bring in some baby clothes your mama gave you once you gave her the news. It was a sweet moment until she started saying ‘she had a feeling’ because her friend’s sisters cousin had a dream about fish.
“You throwing a baby shower or sumthing? What’s all this?” He questioned, watching you fold and organize the clothes putting the pinks ones in a pile and the blue ones in the other.
“I’m just reorganizing the closet baby, mama gave me these.” You said, a soft smile on the side of your face trying to hold it in.
“Why she giving you baby clothes—for two—Y/n..who pregnant? Yo sister?” He said, picking up a blue onesie that said “I look like my daddy.”
You shrug your shoulders with a snicker, placing another onesie in the pink pile, looking towards the tv in the living room.
“Y/n!”
“Hand me the remote Jabber! I don’t know who’s pregnant!!” You said with an increase in your volume, keeping your chest together from rolling over into a fit.
He sucks his teeth, turning around to find your pregnancy test in the spot the remote was supposed to be in, grabbing it up to get a closer look while bending his neck down like he was about to sniff it.
“IT’S MINES— JAY! You sniffing pregnancy tests??”
“I wanted to see if it was yours or a fake one!”
“It’s real!! I’m deadass Jabber.Look!” You said, pulling the ultrasound pics from underneath the unfolded clothes pile.
“…for real? I’mma be a dad?…” His eyes shifted to the pictures, then back as you with a soften expression.
“I don’t know the gender just yet but…surpriseeee” You said, playfully rubbing your stomach. The only thing the pink eyed man could do was pull you in for a hug, kissing your forehead.
-Had a betting pool going on for the baby shower, you were team girl, he was team boy. Word got around FAST, to the point where you had people you didn’t know congratulating you.
-Jabber won the bet and made you cough up your outrageous number of 200$ because you just knew you were having a girl. But the two of you spent it on a cute outing to eat and to start stocking up for the due date.
-During the delivery he went from cussing out the nurses to being a punching bag while you yanked his hair, called him every name you could think of and cried all in the span of 3 minutes and that was because of the contractions.
-First couple months after, his father instincts took overand turned your hormones onto over drive. Watching him carry the car seat to his dodge, him doing skin to skin in the delivery room, saying things you couldn’t hear to Seven but knew it was special moment they shared.
-Did not play with people coming over to the house trying to see you or Seven, he was even iffy about your mama being in your face although he had a right to be, you didn’t need her critiquing everything unless you needed a tip or two and raq was a good friend to you and you were a good friend ight now all you wanted was to be left alone.
-He still made his moves, just kept it out of the house for the time being. His friends couldn’t believe a girl got a baby out of him, hell Jabber himself still had his doubts if Seven was even his, but them big ass pink eyes gave it away.
-Once Seven started walking Jabber’s words took full effect, he started dressing your son exactly like him…exactly, started showing him off to his friends, have him outside posted up and when you came to pick him up to spend some time with your family he would always have a little chain around his neck, smelling like formula and his cologne.
-CHUNKKYYYYYY BABIESSS
-Jabber doesn’tunderstand why he had to get up 4 am to feed Seven, it’s the funniest thing listening to him sleepy grumble about “Who the fuck wakes up at this hour asking for milk, who tf you think you is? Santa, lil nigga? Let your mama sleep..”
-Hearing him say “Your mama,” makes it harder for you not to give him another one
“Come on, let’s see what mama want”
“Did you ask your mama?”
“Whatcha mama say? She said no? Then no, sit over here with me.”
-School started for Seven and you’ve never seen a man so nervous, that’s when the true feelings came out, he didn’t want Seven to experience school like how he experienced it, so you know once Seven got on that bus for the first time he was A FUCKING MESS. When he came home and told him everything that went down, it eased his nerves.
-Took everything for him not to check him out 2 hours in
-Immediately started locing his hair as soon as you could grip it, he was not playing 😭, started school off with a cute little taper fade, ended it with starter locs
-Morning routines were the best part of your day, you’d wake up Seven and get him started while you made breakfast for everybody. You’d listen to Jay get up and give his little talks to seven in the bathroom that would have you crying in the eggs
“We got this today right? We gon make mama proud?”
“Yeah! Mama said—she said that—that I always make her proud.”
“Yeah you do lil man, you make US both proud..”
AHHHHHHHHHHH i havé so many drafts yall, these ideas are so fun to think about!! I gotta make something for the people who like Father!Jabber🥹
