thinking about single mom au tonight
you know what, me too Ro! Also, take this as a late birthday post because ur amazing so I hope u enjoy this babes!!
Moving Day
Daya dropped the last big box onto the ground and huffed, wiping the sweat from her brow as the patter of feet echoed down the hall. She was starting to feel her hands shake as she ran her hands through her hair.
“Mama, Mama! This house is so big!” The 3 year old giggled, her blonde curls trailing behind her as Jasmine chuckled, her own .
“Yeah, yeah it is, dragonfly.” Daya said, her voice just a smidge softer than normal as she leaned against the white wall. Jasmine picked up the little girl and kissed her cheek. “Sure is, baby. This house is big enough for you and all of your toys Auntsco and Auntie Cam got you for your birthday.” Ava giggled and wrapped one arm loosely around her mothers neck and rested her head against her shoulder.
“Then Auntie Gigi and Cryssie can come visit, right Mama?” She looked at Daya excitedly, smiling wide with her little teeth.
Daya could feel her head pounding now as her vision seemed to blur. She nodded weakly as Ava tilted her head in confusion. “Mama?” Now Jasmine looked at her partner, back straightening taking in Dayas appearance. She put Ava down, kissing her head and heading over to the taller woman, hands on her cheek.
“Di, baby, look at me.” Daya could barely hear her, ears ringing as she fought the black spots coming into her vision. “Daya, when was the last time you ate anything?” Jasmine asked, her voice more forceful as her eyes grew more frantic, taking in Dayas' nearly unconscious state.
“Couple hours.” Her voice was weaker as she struggled to keep her words from slurring, she could faintly hear Jasmine mumble something as her warm hands held onto her clammy flesh. She feels herself sink to the floor, a warm body press flush against her back and arms wrap around her front, keeping her upright and her head nestled against her shoulder. Jasmine was saying something to her as Ava left the room, thumping against the wood.
“It’s okay, baby. I got you, I got you.” Jasmine said, rubbing up and down Dayas arms soothingly. It’s all a blur as she hears more footsteps and Jasmine talking but not understanding what she’s saying as she feels a straw come to her mouth. She faintly hears Jasmine coax her to sip and she’s so groggy and can’t remember how her lips managed to get to the plastic. Jasmine's voice becomes clearer as she hears the gentle praise and feels her lips against her forehead as her hand brushes away her short hair.
“There you go, good job baby.” Jasmine felt her heart slow down from its erratic beating as Daya groaned and blinked awake, her eyes fluttering open.
“Jas? Wha happened?” She mumbled.
“Someone let their sugar get too low.” She kissed her cheek and sighed. “You scared me, Di.” She whispered, little twinges of fear coming in as she squeezed her tighter for a moment.
“I’m sorry, baby.” She mumbles, looking away and at the ground for a moment as she regains more feeling over her body. She stares at the ground and notices the little feet standing further back, still as stone and planted there at the heel. A sinking pit of dread filled her stomach. Ava saw, she let her daughter see her like that.
Jasmine rubbed Dayas shoulder and beckoned the little girl over. She stood there a moment and then walked over quickly but with a caution so unlike the little spitfire Daya knew. She came over to her mothers side and held onto her shirt tightly, tucked behind Jasmine's head and hair as she peeked over.
“Ava, honey.” Jasmine said softly, pulling an arm away from Daya and pulling it around her daughter. “It’s alright, baby.” She curled into her mothers arms, watching Daya carefully for any signs of hurt and a wave of shame washed through Daya.
“Dragonfly,” her voice was weak as she clears her throat. Ava sniffled and looked at her mother, her little green eyes a little watery. Daya smiled, tiredly but she still managed a smile for her little girl. “I’m alright, bug. Mamas okay.”
“You looked gwoss.” Daya laughed lightly.
“I felt gross, baby.”
“Mommy looked scared.”
Jasmine squeezed Ava again. “Mommy didn’t want Mama to get hurt, baby. That’s why Mommy was scared.” She kissed her crown.
“I was scawed too.” She said quietly, wiping her eyes. Daya smiled softly at how caring her little girl was.
“C'mere bug.” Daya shifted against Jasmine and reached for her daughter. Jasmine brought the girl over to her partner warily. Ava brought an arm over her mothers shoulder and held on loosely as Daya wrapped her arms around the little girl's waist.
“Mama’s okay, baby.” Her hand rested on her small back and rubbed gently as Ava relaxed against her chest. “I forgot to eat and moving all those boxes made me tired.”
“But you always remember when Mommy and I gots ta eat.”
“I have to take care of my girls. And a little Ava monster comes out when someone gets too hungry.” She tickled lightly at Avas sides, getting her to giggle and squirm slightly on her chest.
“And we have to take care of you too, honey.” Jasmine brushed away some of Dayas hair and rested her chin on her shoulder. “Now it’s our turn to take care of Mama, right baby?”
Ava nods her head. “Yeah. Like when I got sick an I got ta stay home from daycare.”
“Exactly.” Jasmine kissed her little nose. “So, that means Mama gets all the cuddles and kisses to feel better.”
“Do I get any say in this?” Daya chuckles.
“Nu uh.” Ava hugs her tighter. “Doctors orders.” Daya smiled and rubbed her back, kissing her forehead. Jasmine kissed Dayas cheek.
“We got you, baby.” They sat together on the floor, as a family.















