↬ summary: The last thing Dream expected was to find a baby at his front door and his upstairs neighbor to be a hot babysitter who just might make his life a hell of a lot easier.
↬ warnings: cursing, dilf dream, Jorge being stupid for five minutes, Sapnap being a hot uncle and a ladies man, Quackity getting yelled at 24/7 for something dumb, Karl being confused every chapter, and Emma being sick and tired of all the men around her.
↬ note: this chapter is litterallly so so soooo shitty but it's like i could give less shits atp. because for whatever reason you guys wil take whatever I give you-
also i wanna start writing blurbs for bd so send in some ask im begging. it could be abt anything like art and dream ending up together for whatever reason you would want that.
Clay cooed at the baby in her stroller who was munching on some banana flavored puffs as the two waited for the elevator. To say Clay was scared shitless would be an understatement.
This would be Em’s first doctor's appointment since she had arrived on his doorstep and for a while the worst thoughts ran through his head like maybe she had a fever that hadn’t showed any symptoms just yet or she had something that wasn’t even diagnosed yet.
The blonde's thoughts were cut short as the elevator door opens and there stands a woman who seems to be preoccupied with her phone but her gaze moves up when she notices the baby in the stroller.
A large smile makes its way onto her face as she scrunches her nose at the carbon copy of the man pushing the stroller.
She bends now opening and closing her hand at the baby who giggles in return. “Hi there Emmy.”
It takes the boy a second before he realizes that it’s the same girl from before.
“Hey you’re the girl from the other day,” His eyebrows furrow in surprise, as do hers when she looks up and realizes as well.
“Sweaty!”
He chuckled, putting a hand out for her to take. “Clay.”
She smiles, taking his hand and introducing herself. “Y/n.”
“If you don’t mind me asking how do you know Em?”
Y/ns eyebrows raise putting it together. Before she lets out a chuckle and explains how Alex basically told her everything and while he was doing something the boys had contacted her begging for her to work her magic on the baby.
The blonde laughs, shaking his head nodding.
“Sounds about right.”
The attention of the two are drawn from each other when Emileah makes a noise with her mouth trying to grab Y/n’s attention, upset it was taken away from her for two seconds.
Em giggles at the girl in front of her before taking a strawberry and banana puff out of her little bowl and pushes it towards the y/h/c headed woman.
“Oh- She doesn’t even like sharing with me,” The boy's eyebrows raise in surprise at how comfortable his daughter is with this complete stranger.
Y/n laughs before bending down and opening her mouth allowing Emmy to plop the baby snack on her tongue where the flavoring seeps slowly.
“Don’t take it offensively, I practically raised my siblings.”
“So you’re a baby whisperer?”
Clay swears he feels his heart skip a beat when she smiles at his words biting a bit of the middle of her lip.
Before she can respond they’ve reached the lobby and have to get out before everyone waiting to get on piled in.
“Well it was nice-,”
“Would you mind being my babysitter?” Clay blurts out unexpectedly catching both of them off guard as Em keeps herself entertained with her stuffed giraffe.
“Uhh..” Moving her eyes down she scratches at her forehead.
“I’m sorry I don't know where that came from,” He trails off trying to find the right words to fix what he just said.
“No it’s okay, When do you want me to start?”
-
“So let me get this straight.” Earth swallows the rest of her ice tea resting her elbows on the table as if to hear her better.
“You.” She points.
“Accepted a job, from some dilf you flirted with in an elevator on your way to see your grandmother?”
Y/n nods, breaking a piece of bread from the basket in the middle of the table.
“I’d do something like that with your mom.” Mitzi buts in casually scrolling through Mitzi’s phone not caring for the conversation the two others are having.
Y/n’s eyes narrow to her pink headed friend rolling her eyes.
“So where’s your little brother?”
Earth scoffs, shaking her head at the mention of her hard headed brother.
“Probably with his boyfriend.”
Just as Mitzi begins to cut in with a your mom joke a waiter appears placing their respected foods in front of them, just as Acid appears phone in hand hair a fluffy mess.
Just as the boy goes to talk he’s immediately shut up by his older sister who gives him a look telling him to just sit.
“So tell us more about this dilf..”
-
“You just asked a girl we’ve met once and haven’t had a full conversation with, to be your babysitter?”
Clay nods, scratching the back of his head at the blunt comment from one of his best friends.
“No background check.. nothing?” Karl questions knitting his eyebrows, playing with Em who’s sat on his lap occupied with the rings on his fingers.
“Why not just invite her to dinner and learn more about her?”
“Hmm, well that’s not too bad of an idea.”
After calling his new found babysitter and inviting her to a nice dinner in his home with his roommates an hour or two passed when the woman had gotten ready for her last minute dinner plans.
When a knock was placed on the door Karl who was closet at the moment opened it greeting her with a warm smile and a half hug.
Her body was being hugged by a knee length white silk bodycon dress, with open toe sandals and very light makeup. Karl’s eyes traveled from her shoes all the way up to her face, his reddening when he notices he’s been caught and just allows the woman inside.
It’s cleaner than the last time she was here, and baby items weren’t thrown all over the place.
The rest of the boys greeted her with a smile whilst Dream stayed in the kitchen fixing up the rest of the meal.
As Yn fell into a conversation with Alex and George, Karl and Sapnap stayed by the door inconspicuously looking at the woman who had just entered.
“Babysitter’s kinda hot.” Sapnap mumbled, eyeing her up from his place next to Karl. With a jab to his best friend's side the brunette shook his head before going to converse with the others.
↬ summary: The last thing Dream expected was to find a baby at his front door and his upstairs neighbor to be a hot babysitter who just might make his life a hell of a lot easier.
↬ warnings: cursing, dilf dream, Jorge being stupid for five minutes, Sapnap being a hot uncle and a ladies man, Quackity getting yelled at 24/7 for something dumb, Karl being confused every chapter, and Emma being sick and tired of all the men around her.
↬ note: boom boom boom idk wtf i’m doing but for some reason everyone wants to read this series 🙄
if you didn’t get tagged i’m super sorry but it is first come first serve but don’t worry if the few peoples who’s user is in italics don’t turn on their tags they will be replaced <33
“Taking care of a child is a big responsibility Clay.”
The boy nodded looking over at where his two sisters were sitting next to each other admiring their new baby niece who looked like a carbon copy of their brother.
“I know, mom but I don’t know what else to do. I'd feel terrible putting her up for adoption. The last thing I would want would be for her to feel like she was a burden and her parents gave up on her because they were young.”
His mother gave him a soft smile before placing a small kiss at the top of his head. “Who raised you so well?” The woman engulfed him in a tight warm hug rocking back and forth. When they pulled away from each other Clay’s mom made her way to the kitchen to put down the groceries she had picked up before coming with her daughters.
“Where are the boys?”
Clay pried Emleigh out of his older sister's hands ignoring her protest before following after his mom. “Shopping for baby supplies.”
Drista broke out into a fit of laughter at the words that had just left her brother's mouth.
“That was the second stupidest thing you have ever done.”
He flips her off before opening the diaper bag that was left with the little one and begins to go through the contents of it. Em’ had her head laid against her fathers chest babbling softly to herself. Clay smiled down at her, placing a kiss on her forehead before pulling out a stuffed giraffe which seemed to grab his daughter's attention pretty quickly.
Lifting up her head she attempted to grab for the stuffy which seemed to have gone through quite a lot. The blonde smiled, pulling it a little bit out of her reach.
Em’s eyebrows knitted together agreesively opening and closing her hand. A laugh left his lips looking down at the girl when she stopped reaching for the item and looked at him with a curious face.
After a beat of silence the little girl breaks out into a fit of giggles, forgetting all about the giraffe in her fathers hand.
“Think she likes your laugh.”
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“Uhh..” Y/n enters the elevator attempting to fit in with the four boys and multiple unnecessary baby items.
“Our friend found a baby on his doorstep.” The one with a beanie states after she’s pressed the button above theirs and the doors closed.
“dude..” The ginger's eyebrows knit together looking over at his best friend shaking his head, as if he had just told some very classified information.
The woman turns her head inspecting all the items they had with them. “By the looks of it I'm guessing she’s a girl and you’ve all never had to take care of a baby.”
The four of them all nod in sync.
With a sigh she turns around digging in her purse for a notepad and pen. She writes down her name, apartment number, and personal cell along with her house phone and hands it to the man, who’s hair is very fluffy.
“You seem like someone who would put this to good use if anything were to happen.”
George nods, folding the paper and placing it in his pocket, not even glancing at her name.
“I’m George, this is Karl and those two are Alex and Sapnap.”
The woman nods. exiting the elevator first when they arrive at their floor to allow them the chance to step off.
“Thank you,” Karl thanked the woman before halling the items in hand to the door to the left of the elevator.
-
Unlocking the door Y/n steps inside, immediately engulfed with cold air. She mumbles about how her roommates are gonna get a cold at some point with how low they keep it, before closing the open door with her foot and setting her purse down on the couch, making her way into the kitchen.
“I say you drop out and live the rest of your days as a stripper.”
Looking back from her spot digging through their cabinets, Y/n is met with her two roommates, one shrugging at the statement that had just left their lips and the other scrunching her nose in disgust.
“I’m never gonna do that.”
The y/h/c woman laughs, placing a bag of scoop chips on the table before going into the fridge to get the salsa and guacamole she had made before going to work.
Art rolls her eyes before plopping down on the bar stool sat in front of the island. “So anyways, Y/n how was your day?”
After grabbing the contents needed the woman closes the fridge door placing down the guac and salsa before taking off her jacket and placing it on the counter.
Out of the corner of her eye she can see her roommate visibly grimace at the action and has an internal battle with herself not to move it to the coat rack.
Y/n’s eyes meet Arts and they have an entire conversation trying to decide whether she’s gonna tell her friend to move it or do it herself.
Basil clears her throat, dragging her eyes away from the dirty coat that was placed on the island she had just cleaned.
“I’m gonna go finish my homework.”
With that she leaves, excusing herself to her room and closing the door.
“So, tell me all about him.”
“Who?” She takes a swig of a cold water bottle she had gotten from the fridge along with her guac and salsa.
“You have that look on your face,”
Art reaches over the island, grabs a chip from the bag. before dipping it in salsa and sitting back in his seat with an eyebrow raised.
“Well I met him in the elevator…”
“Oh okay Y/n living the wattpad lifestyle I.R.L.”
-
“Fuck she won’t stop crying.” Clay groaned looking down at Em who was upset but none of the five boys could figure out why. Karl shook up the bottle with the formal they had bought before handing it to Em who slapped it out of his hand.
“Oh she’s feisty.” Sapnap comments, also attempting to hand her, her giraffe which also gets slapped.
“I’ve got a meeting to keep her occupied for like fifteen minutes and I’ll call my mom after.” The blonde got up, handing his daughter to George before jogging to his room.
All of the boys looked at each other then at the screaming baby before deciding what the best option would be.
Five minutes later Y/n was downstairs now in gray sweatpants and a Nirvana t-shirt. She greets the boys before looking over at Emma; Her face morphs into a pout before taking her from George’s arm and cooing down at the little baby.
Y/n curls her index finger before carefully slotting it into her mouth giving her something the chew on. The boys looked at her as if she had just cured cancer.
“She’s teething, usually around this age their teeth start to come in so that’s probably what’s been bothering her.”
“You’re a lifesaver.” Alex admits and all the boys nod in agreement.
“I basically raised all of my younger siblings, so,” She smiles, rubbing the baby's cheek with her thumb. A few beats of silence goes by before the girl's alarm goes off telling her she has somewhere to be.
“Uh i have a job interview in a few minutes, order her a few teething rings and put them in the freezer and she’ll be good to go.” She hands the baby off to Karl before rubbing her slightly bald head soothingly.
“Let me know if you need anything else!” And with that she’s gone.
“Woah- how’d you guys get her to stop crying-?” Clay asks, confused looking at all the boys who looked like they had seen a ghost of some kind.
↬ summary: The last thing Dream expected was to find a baby at his front door and his upstairs neighbor to be a hot babysitter who just might make his life a hell of a lot easier.
↬ warnings: cursing, dilf dream, Jorge being stupid for five minutes, Sapnap being a hot uncle and a ladies man, Quackity getting yelled at 24/7 for something dumb, Karl being confused every chapter, and Emma being sick and tired of all the men around her.
↬ note: the long wait is over!! baby daddy will now be updated on a regular schedule just because i want to get it over with ;p
Exhausted from the workout he had just done, clays' body slumps against itself. Closing his eyes to shield him from the blinding lights of the treacherous elevator. Not noticing he was going down to the lobby instead of up to his floor, the blonde was confused when a woman stepped inside, talking on the phone.
“I know, I know, I understand.”
The words that fall out of her mouth sound as sweet as honey and it catches the attention of the sweaty man behind her.
“Thank you so much for the opportunity though.” And with that she hangs up letting out a sigh of air as her shoulders slump. “Bad day?” He speaks up causing the woman to jump in her skin looking behind her at the man she had just now noticed who had stunk up the small elevator.
“You could say that.”
She pushes her phone inside the pocket of her jacket looking down at her doc martens, not in the mood to hold a conversation.
“Well as one of my stupidest friends has told me countless times, every day is a bad day, what you do to switch it around is what makes it better.”
Clays heart seems to grow an inch bigger at the smile he can just barely see make its way onto her lips.
“You’re friend doesn’t seem too stupid.”
“He attempted to put a fork in the toaster while it was on for an experiment.”
The elevator door opens just as she arrives on her designated floor. Just before stepping out she looks back at him.
“Thanks for the pep talk, sweaty.” She giggles to herself at the pet name she had given him, walking out before he could say a word.
Stunned at the fact that he made conversation with someone who wasn’t in his household or behind a screen and not to mention a woman, after only going outside and downstairs for certain things.
Going up a few floors with a little pep in his step, the blonde stops dead in his tracks when he notices another blonde baby in front of the door to his apartment.
His eyebrows furrowed as he looks around for a camera or two.
“Why is there a baby on my doorstep..”
Moving around the carriage as if it has cooties, Clay unlocks the door to find his four best friends in the living room watching something on the TV.
“Guys, whose baby did you steal?”
Alex’s eyes widen as he makes a run for it down the hall before a door closes. Sapnap looks back down the hallway with a puzzled look on his face.
“We didn’t steal a baby, who would steal a baby?” George questions, getting up and going to see what the hell his best friend was talking about. “I would.” the ginger says flatly relaxing in his recliner chair that he had pissed on so no one else would sit in it.
Karl blinks at the boy in the recliner, turning his head. “Why would you steal a baby?”
Clay watches as George kneels down picking up the note that was left on top of the pink and white poke, a dotted fuzzy blanket.
Dear Clay,
I didn’t know how to tell you this but after we broke up I found out I was pregnant. I didn’t know what to do or how to tell you so I kept it a secret. The little bundle of joy in the car seat is yours. ( and I have the DNA test to prove it. ) Her name is Emileigh Rose Smith, I know weird spelling but I was high off of the pain meds after birth so give me a break.
She was born August 9th. Thought it'd be weird if i surprised you for your birthday with a baby you had no idea about, but anyways I’ve decided to take an acting job in New york and thought it’d be best for her to live a normal life with her father.
yours truly,
Cynthia
Shocked, the man kneels down next to George to get a good look at his daughter. When she sees him she gives him a big toothless grin. He takes notice of the small dotted freckles across her features and how they have the same color eyes.
“Woah, she looks exactly like you.” Karl points out after curiosity got the better of him and wanted to see the baby as well.
“She really does.” Sapnap adds all four of the boys mesmerized by the little girl who seemed to already have them all wrapped around her little finger.
“IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.” Alex yells a fake baby in his hand.
