this is so so so cute :(( and cherry my luv ur absolutely right!!
biker!simon nuzzling his forehead on your child’s little face, and you see the exact moment when hearing the high-pitched squeals made simon melt.
he’d be such a good dad; so grabby and clingy. he was never a step away from you when the child was a newborn, always rubbing a gloveless hand across round cheeks, before pressing feather-light kisses on their wrinkled forehead.
you told him he could pick them up, that he’s got nothing to be scared of, and you watch as this ‘terrifying’ biker—you know he is anything but—picks them up from your arms and cradles them gently into his chest. he looks so focused, bottom lip pinched between teeth, but you don’t say anything because you know simon needed this.
thinking about how his attitude shifts when the child grows bigger; how his fear is stripped away and instead, he is now always ready and excited and yearning to carry the child, shrugging off his leather jacket or his biker suit because he’s worried it won’t be a comfortable texture for them to rest on.
thinking about the way, when his biker friends are around, he’s always talking to them with the child in his arms. they’re never going to get used to the sight that simon makes—a clingy but experienced father. he’s always been a loving partner, so there’s no shock there, but the ease in the way he holds up your child and entertains them and feeds them and just goes about his way with them literally attached to his hip, well it is still a sight that they needed to get used to.
or the way he’d take your child out for a ride around the block; never outside in the main roads nor the frequently used residential streets, but somewhere close. somewhere that is secure and private and safe, because yes he loves fast rides and stretches of roads, but he’ll never jeopardize the safety of his kid. he’ll never choose thrill over them.