#nick prettymuch

[chillassimagines]

Red Room- Nick Mara Smut

(REQUESTED) @ethbaegray ❤️

“What are your fans going to think?” You asked as you made sure your hair was smoothed down in the mirror.

“They’re going to think that my girl looks hot as fuck in my music video.” Nick purred as he wrapped his arms around you.

“You know what I mean. Like it’s not too...wild? For Prettymuch. Yanno?” You asked, placing your manicured hands onto his bare arms, loving his close proximity. His naked chest projected heat onto your body.

“We told them that this era of PM was going to be more...promiscuous.” He nibbled on your exposed shoulder to emphasize his statement, making you feel bashful.

“Nick! If you give me a hickey right before we have to shoot I will murder you. Then there will never be a music video.” Nick knew you didn’t really mean any threats you ever said. He was the more dominant personality in your relationship. You of course had a colorful personality, because Nick needed a girl to be a little crazy like him. But, he wasn’t called Daddy for nothin by his fan base.

“I’ll murder one thing tonight, don’t call PETA though.” His hands slipped lower on your dress and you gasped.

“Nick! I got all ready and I’m not gonna have you ruin it! Red Room is happening, today!” You scolded, pulling his hands back up and intertwining his with yours. The set for your scenes in the music video would take place in your guys’ guest bedroom.

Nick cleared it out and placed red LED’s around the room as well. You were dressed in a sparkling, black, long sleeved, and off the shoulder mini dress as well as faux leather knee high boots. Your hair was placed in a slicked back ponytail with burgundy extensions. A makeup artist came over earlier to do a soft brown smoky eye with a long killer wing.

“Why don’t we go see how you look? With the whole vibe?” He asked, looking at your body in the mirror longingly.

“Definitely, bring your phone and we can do some pictures before everyone gets here.” The camera crew, manager, and music technician weren’t set to be there for another hour or so, so you might have jumped the gun on getting ready. You and Nick made your way to the guest room and he turned on the LED’s.

“You look amazing mamas. Pose for me, uh?” Nick smirked while aiming his phone camera at you. He began playing The Weeknd via the Bluetooth speaker in the room as you started your mini photo shoot. You went over to the black curtains on the window to pose next to for a few minutes.

“Lemme see.” You asked after awhile, gesturing Nick to come next to you. He wrapped an arm around your waist and showed you the pictures on his phone by scrolling through them. You told him which ones to delete and favorite for you to post later. “Damn, I feel really good about these photos to be honest.” You muttered more to yourself as he was scrolling.

“I mean, you better. You look fire mamas. You look...so damn fine.” Something seemed to change in him as he looked at a picture of you. He had been kneeling on the ground for a new angle and your ass was pretty prominent in the photo. It was no Kim K, but the angle made it seem larger than you thought it was at least.

“That’s a bit thirst trappy. Should we keep it?” You teased, not actually planning on having him favorite it as he did.

“I’m keeping it.” He pressed the power button on his phone and pocketed it. You furrowed your brows as you weren’t yet finished looking through the photos. Nick’s other hand gripped your ass as he pressed you against the wall.

“Baby...I told you, this music video is happening today.” You scolded softly, feeling his fingertips slide up against your inner thighs.

“It still will...after I fuck you first.” His hand wrapped around your thong and began tugging it down your thighs. You clamped them together to prevent him from doing so.

“Nick-” He cut you off by placing his other hand around your neck.

“We have at least 30 minutes before anyone even pulls up, mamas. I’m not going through the whole video imagining you squeezing around me, so behave.” He commanded, rubbing his thumb against your jaw.

“Okay.” You nodded, knowing that Nick definitely wasn’t taking no for an answer right now. His eyes turned softer as your thighs opened back up.

“You sure?” He broke his dominance for a split second to make sure you were really good. You appreciated that Nick actually wanted to know, because he would beat himself up over the smallest things that made you remotely upset.

“Yes.” You whispered, bringing your hand up to his hair. “You’ll look sexier with a messy look anyways.” You teased. He smirked and pushed your underwear to fall to your ankles. You stepped out of them and wrapped a leg around his waist, giving him a wink.

“How are you so perfect?” He questioned as he undid his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles as well. He didn’t step out of them though. He was too impatient to deal with that. He only hooked your other leg around his waist and pressed himself against your heat.

“Nick, don’t rush to much. We have time.” You cooed in his ear as you subconsciously sucked on his neck.

“What happened to no hickeys, mamas?” He hoisted you further up to let your core rest against his stomach. He let one hand pinch your nipple making you yelp.

“We’ll say it’s makeup.” He only chuckled and lowered the neckline of the dress to be able to wrap his lips around your teased nipple. “Shit.” You moaned out. He responded with a louder moan, stimulating your sensitive breast. You let a hand slip between your bodies to gently rub your ready clit.

“Warming up for me, princess?” You let your head rest against the wall and nodded, letting your hips press against your fingers and his body.

“I’m so ready for you, Nick.” You pleaded, closing your eyes, and allowing yourself to bask in your own pleasure. He dropped you back down slightly so his length was pressed against your entrance once more.

“I bet...can you say please, mamas?” He questioned before licking your damp nipple. You groaned in sexual frustration and pleasure as you never ceased your rubbing.

“Please, baby. I wanna cum for you right now.”

“Open those eyes for me.” You opened them and watched his face scrunch up in pleasure as he slid inside of you. “Always so soft.” Nick murmured as he began a soft pace to match.

“Only for you.” You whispered. Your unoccupied hand pulled on his hair, knowing how much he liked it. “P-please, faster.” You rarely had to ask that of Nick and now he had you accustomed to his harsh thrusts.

“Begging for more, huh?” He teased before creating a deadly grip on your thighs to begin his fast pounding. The red room was filled with the sound of music and your cries. Nick captured your lower lip between his teeth while he grunted. You moaned back, prompting him to get louder. “I’m gonna stay inside of you forever, mamas.” He seduced you in a dark tone of voice.

“I’m going to-shit!” You increased the speed of your own rubbing to be able to catch up to your orgasm.

“Good girl, baby.” Nick leaned his forehead against your chest as he focused on bringing you to the edge. Your hand fell to his naked back and you raked your false nails against his skin.

“Fuck! Nick!” You leaned your chin on top of his head as your thighs trembled, a result of your climax. He slowed his thrusts down significantly.

“Mamas...I gotta cum.” He voice was straining. You knew he was going to put you down. You held onto him as he slid out of you and set you on your feet. You pushed his back against the wall softly, still trying to steady your shaky footing. You got onto your knees and took his member into your mouth.

His hand came down to grip your neck as you allowed him to thrust himself against your mouth. Shortly after his jaw went slack and he let out a deep, yet breathy groan, as he released himself. You swallowed what he gave to you and kept sliding him in and out of your mouth at a slower pace.

“No more, mamas. I’m sensitive.” He grabbed your upper arm and guided you to stand up. He presented you with a dazy smile before he kissed you.

“Those lips are a little glossy.” You teased, wiping his lips with your thumb. He pulled you against his thigh and kissed your forehead.

“It’s okay if it’s from you.” He kept his lips against your forehead as he fished out his phone to check the time. “Wes said they’re running 10 minutes behind. So we have 15 to get ready again.” He spoke against your forehead. You pressed your hands against his hot chest and read the text.

“Well aren’t we lucky?” You looked up at the man you loved with your entire being.

“If you don’t stop looking at me with those swollen lips and pretty eyes to go get ready I might find something else to do with you.” He smacked your behind with a smirk.

“Put on your pants, Nicholas.”

[grapesandraisins]

ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!

I will no longer be posting PRETTYMUCH content on this blog. I haven’t posted in over two years on this blog and that is in part due to the fact that I fell out of touch with the band's fandom, and also because of how problematic some of the members have become. I do not intend on supporting people who use racial or homophobic slurs, as well as targeting a young girl and then blocking anyone who calls them out or asking them to apologize. I understand not recognizing something is harmful, however saying the n-word with the hard r, is unacceptable, you grew up in America bitch you knew that was bad. Using R****d as an insult is ableist. Using gay and more words similar to it in an offensive way is homophobic. Blocking people who DM you asking to apologize, or who call you out on social media. Childish. I refuse to partake or support this group any longer, the few posts I’ve made will probably be removed, I want a fresh start. If you choose to unfollow me or whatever because of this, I honestly don’t care. This needs to be said and I refuse to partake in that.

[sadgurllayha]

Quarantine Routine- Brandon.A

A/N- ok so it’s been forever since I’ve written but I’m ready to start again, and these is for @babievelez​, who asked for a fluffy Brandon quarantine Drabble! I’m super excited and sorry it’s not long but hope you enjoy

Word Count- 2K

Song Rec- 

Lately there’s been no alarms, no dreary eyes, no scrambled mind trying to see as the light blinds you, there’s only been... peace. It’s been about 6 months since this whole Mrs.Rona pandemic, made everyone have to hunker down at-home. You giggle sleepy to yourself as you roll over and meet Brandons matted curls. Since your really not allowed to go anywhere, you’ve been blessed to wake up to this gorgeous man everyday.

To keep things... como se diece... spicy, you guys switch in-between your apartment and the PM house. For the past week, you’ve been sleeping at yours, opting for a little more privacy. Glancing at your phone you notice that if you get up now you’ll have time to make breakfast, no it’s 10 so brunch! Rolling over, you quietly slip on some socks to create a barrier between your warm piggies, and the harsh wood. 

Shuffling over to the bathroom you grimace at the even harsher lights. Dying to see, you wash up and pop in your contacts. Normally you and B do skincare together but you don’t have the time to wait for him. Walking out the bathroom with more pep in your step than before, you freeze as you see the grown man size divot in your bed is empty.

Tiptoeing to the kitchen you turn the corner and smile brightly seeing that you two had the same idea. Every morning you liked to open up the windows to let the breeze and warm air flow through, it always made everyday things see seem so much more... scenic. And this is a moment where you thank god, that your two paths crossed and you could have this man in  your life. Sneaking up behind him, you could hear him softly humming the lyrics

Ohhhhhh who could’ve thought I’d get youuuuuu ouuuu

who yeah, who yeah babe,

And I’ll take some time, just to be thankful

That I’ve had days full of you, you

And when it whines down in to , the memories

It’s all just memories ahhhhhhh

Pushing your front into his back you softly swayed and harmonized

Don’t you love when I come around, 

Build you up then I’ll take u downnnn, 

Spinning himself around, Brandon gently cradles your face and breathlessly kisses you, 

Mornin’ Love...

[nosensedit]

nick mara | reblog or credit on @alohomorxs

[portersprincess]

Preference #1 - He is slightly annoyed with you

Nick: Today was the big day. After months of secrecy, hiding from fans, paparazzi and even some close friends, Nick had finally received approval from management. You two would finally be going public and you couldn't be happier. 

It had all been planned out. Today, the boys would appear on TRL again, to perform and promote their new single and upcoming album. During the interview part, the usual questions would be asked, including the one which was all about what "kind" of girls they liked, what they would do on the first date and if they had girlfriends. Now, usually, Nick would be forced to say no, even though you had been holding special spots in each other's lives for months. You knew the secrecy was part of the contract and partly caused by the whole media attention around them. Management was also worried about losing half their fan base. You knew the reasons very well, yet you couldn't help but feel disappointed and offended by it all. No matter how well you knew that some of the fans could get extremely protective over the boys, you did not like hiding your relationship with Nick. It made you feel as if you were not regarded as a serious match for him by anyone, not even the other Pretty Much members. 

But it would all change today.

Nick had left early this morning to run a couple of things by management, to train, practice and spend time with his band. You were used to it by now and knew how to be independent, so you went on to doing your own thing. You were busy with your studies and there was an essay due in about a week, so you were spending most of the day gathering evidence and building up a certain structure. In reality, though, you were busier counting down the hours until the live broadcast on MTV would begin. 

You were incredibly anxious about the replies you would receive, but that feeling was overshadowed by the pure joy of finally being "official" and "management approved". It felt like a big step in your relationship, as if this was an extended version of meeting his family.

The hours passed by. By the time you moved over from your desk to the couch, the file which contained your essay was left largely untouched. You sighed deeply and turned on the TV. This was it. You but your nails nervously, but smiled a little seeing how cute Nick looked. You barely heard the words of the interviewer, about their albums and tours. You just wanted to hear the words... Yes I have a girlfriend... You longed for those words to come out of Nick's mouth and finally be released from the secrecy. After about 5 minutes, the question finally arose.

"So, girlfriends..." The interviewer smirked. "Nick, let's start with you today. Do you have a special girl in your life?"

Nick smiled at the camera, looked away, then gulped. He was taking longer than you had expected. "A special girl... I mean, other than my family members?" He chuckled nervously. "I'm afraid not..."

At first, you couldn't even begin to understand what your boyfriend was saying. It barely got through to you. Yet again, your entire existence was being denied. You felt all sorts of emotions at once. Anger, because he had promised they would break the news today. Sadness, because you felt disposable. Like you meant nothing to him. The way he had said it, chuckling, with a little smile, had shattered your heart in a million pieces. You quickly turned off the TV and started crying. At this point, you were wondering what was wrong with you. Why were you not good enough for Nick to go public with? Did Nick not love you as much as you loved him? The emotions were overwhelming. You wanted to run away, far away, from Nick and the harm he had caused today, but you couldn't get yourself to move. Instead, you lied down on your side, facing away from the TV. You allowed yourself to cry a little more, but then forced yourself to pull yourself together. You prepared for a heavy conversation with Nick for the rest of the afternoon, playing scenarios in your head over and over again.

About 5 hours later, you heard the front door. You hadn't moved from your spot on the couch. You had been too busy worrying, grieving over what felt like a battle lost. You sat up slowly, hearing his footsteps in the hallway.

"Y/N?" He said softly, as he opened the door. "Are you sleeping?"

"No," you said as he walked in, facing him now. You could feel the tension in the air. He opened his mouth to say something a couple of times, but the words wouldn't come out.

"I don't know anymore, Nick," you sighed. "That was perhaps the most painful thing ever. No one special." You said, mockingly. "Why would you do that! I don't understand. We went over this like 500 times. Am I not good enough or what?"

"What do you mean?" He shook his head. "Of course you are the best, don't say things like that..."

"Yeah? Funny you can say that to me, but not to anyone else."

"I understand you're upset, Y/N," he pouted now.

"Aren't you?" You started getting angry, raising your voice. "I guess not. Because you don't love me as much as I love you. I never wanted to hide you. But you want to hide me from the world, so I must shut up. Because that's how we do things in this  relationship apparently."

"What?!" Your anger started annoying Nick. You could tell. "You're being completely unreasonable here. It's such a childish thing of you to say. You know I don't even have a say in the content of the interviews, right?"

"We went over this!" You repeated, "You went over this with your management, even!"

Nick slowly walked over to you, shaking his head as he sat down next to you on the couch. "Y/N. What can I do? There was some bad press the past week. They didn't think it was the right time."

"Not the right time? We've been waiting for months, Nick! Months!"

"I know," he sighed, grabbing your hand. "But it's unfair of you to get angry at me for this. I don't have much of a say in this, babe."

"You should've just said it. To hell with your stupid guidelines," you sulked.

"You're being childish," Nick groaned in annoyance. "I can't just do that. I could get a huge fine, for starters, and God knows what else."

"Next interview you have to say it!" You yelled in frustration. "I feel like you don't care at all!"

"No, Y/N." He shook his head once more, looking at you. "I won't."

"So you don't care," you huffed. "Okay, cool. Good to know."

"Stop!" He let go of your hand, frowning. "Why the fuck do you care so much about the publicity all of a sudden?"

You blinked, surprised by his sudden outburst. "Publicity?"

"Yes, the publicity," he punched the couch in frustration. "Why can't you, for once, just one time, understand that I love you. And I don't fucking care who knows about us and who doesn't. In the end, I'm sure of my feelings for you. Quite frankly, I'm beginning to doubt whether you're in it for me or for the fame. Considering your eagerness to be out in the open!"

You blinked a couple of times, then frowned. "What are you talking about? You know that's not true!"

"That's how it feels to me right now, Y/N! But guess what. The publicity has to wait. Because we're not telling the fans yet. And if you can't deal with that, you know where to find the exit." He looked away, noticeable annoyed, close to upset. This time, you took his hand, slowly realising how your emotions and your actions had appeared to him. The way he said it, made you consider things differently. In the end, the truth was that you just wanted to be with him. Everything else could wait. The idea of losing him over something like this made your heart drop to your stomach. The threat had never fealt realer, as you realised he wasn't joking.

"I'm sorry," you blurted out after a large moment of silence. "I love you for who you are, you're right. I know it was a lot to ask and I'm sorry I attacked you over something that is not your fault..."

"Even if it was, Y/N," he stroked your hand with his thumb. "Even if it was, I don't understand why just being together isn't enough. Why do you need people to know? You'll get hate. You'll be followed everywhere you go. I don't understand how you want that..."

"Well, I don't want that, necessarily. It just feels like I'm illegitimate sometimes. Like some mistress you need to hide from your wife." You shrugged. He laughed at the comparisons.

"But you're not. I love you a lot. That's all you need to know. That I love you and that I want this. The time will come that we break the news publicly, but until that, let's just enjoy what we have. Please. Please let's not ruin what we have because of this," he pouted, pulling you into his lap.

"You're right. I'm sorry. I love being with you," you put your head on his chest. "I'm a little needy and annoying sometimes, am I not," you sighed.

"Sometimes, a little," he chuckled, cupping your face. "But even that, I love about you..."

You smiled and couldn't help but think that you truly had the best boyfriend in the world.

"I love that we talk things through," you said, smiling shyly. "I love you," you sighed happily and leaned into what would turn out to become a very passionate kiss.

[takenbyheartstrings]

Confession | Austin Porter x Reader

A/n: 1 - May I request an Austin x reader where he accidentally makes her cry and he feels so horrible about hurting her since he likes her so much so he tries to make it up to her? Resulting in a confession?

2 - Can you pleaassseee make an Austin x Reader where he’s angry at the reader with a lot of Angst, thannnnkkkssss.

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Fighting, Swearing

A/n: I decided to combine the two requests to make this, I hope you both like it :)))) This was fun to write and is now one of my favourites :)

You sat in your room crying over one of your fictional characters at ten o’clock at night wondering where your life was at right now. It was a daily thing.

You sighed as you heard the muffled yells between Austin and his girlfriend fighting. Over you.

You looked up at the tv that was hung up on your wall slightly shaking because of the yells and screams.

You and Austin had a very flirtatious relationship. Of course, none of it was real, most of his girlfriends were cool with it because of the fact that you were Zions  (adopted) sister.

You honestly felt sorry for her, that she had to deal with this. They’d only been dating three months and she got jealous really easy and he knew that, but still continued to flirt with you like she never existed, which was his biggest mistake.

You heard the door to the house slam as Austin entered his room clearly pissed. So pissed he could punch a hole through the thick walls of the house.

“Aust, are you alright?” You asked looking into his eyes.

“No, I’m not, I loved her and I never got the chance to tell her and it’s all because of you. It’s always because of you and I fucking wish we never met because you cause me so much fucking pain.” Austin yelled tears of anger running down his face.

“Get the fuck out of my room,” You whispered as he just stood there, “I said get the fuck out of my room!” You yelled as you pushed him out and slammed the door. You fell back against the door.

Austin’s voice ran through the door, “Y/n, open up!” He smashed his fists against your door because you weren’t moving. You could feel your heart shattering into a million pieces.

Austin had messed up twice that night, and decided to let you sleep on it. You couldn’t hear his voice through the door anymore, or his fists pounding on your door.

You stood up for the first time in what felt like hours and walked to your window, you stare out into the nothingness of the sky and his words repeat in your head over and over and over again.

I wish I never met you. You cause me so much fucking pain. I wish I never met you. You cause me so much fucking pain. I wish I never met you. You cause me so much fucking pain. I wish I never met you. You cause me so much fucking pain. I wish I never met you. You cause me so much fucking pain.

You looked at Austins wall, knowing he definitely wasn’t asleep, you didn’t want to be the first to apologize. because that was always your job, but you didn’t care. You missed him too much.

You opened your door to see him standing there already.

“Austin,” You said shocked.

“I’ve been standing here for 15 minutes contemplating whether to knock or not.” He told you, his brown eyes met with your e/c drenched in red. “I’m sorry, y/n,” 

“Then why did you say you wish you never met me?”

“Because it’s so hard to have a relationship when the only person on my mind is, well... you.”

“Austin,”

“I’ve been so in love with you ever since Zion introduced you to us and I’ve been captured by you. Believe me, I tried to move on, but, I just can’t.”

“Austin,” You raised your voice a little.

“I just like you so much and I can’t imagine living without you, so please forgi--” He felt a sudden pressure, which was the sweet taste of your cherry lip balm on his lips, spreading the flavor around.

“Of course I forgive you, now shut up and kiss me again,”

“Gladly,” He smiled pressing his lips onto yours.

[sadgurllayha]

That’s My Baby- Zion.K

A/N- this is a request from @babygirlmil and I for one love the idea of the PM girlfriends interacting like sisters and them all having that close bond🥺😌💞 IT MAKES ME HELLA SOFT and I apologize because this is a little late and also it’s pretty trash but hope you enjoyyyyy😊

Word Count- 3K

Song rec-

“Y/N/N!!! Hurry up I started the liveeeeee”

Maggie yelled from your guys shared living room.Rushing down the stairs with all the supplies in your hand, you let out a grunt as you plopped to the cushion on the floor.

“Hey guys!” You said scanning the comments, a chuckle left you as a sweet fan asked why y’all had blocked the boys.Turning towards the camera Maggie explained

“ ok sooo as the girlfriends of such hard working musicians, we felt the need to show them a little extra love and affection as recently they surprised us with a trip to Europe! BUT what they don’t know is the both of us as well as the other girls have conspired a bit and came up with this AMAZING idea!”

“Yessss and we decided because our boys are veryyy sentimental and definitely artsy , we wanted to design something for each of them! So Maggie and me are making flip books of our favorite relationship moments and including some fun pictures, as well as a big surprise that she will finish explaining.” you finished out of breath.

“Right, and so the biggest thing that we’ve been talking about for a while has to do with something our boyfriends in particular are obviously fond of which are tattoos!”

Seeing the up roar in the chat you reminded them to keep it a secret as she continued,“yeah we know it’s a big deal but we both want to design tattoos to get done before the trip so they can be surprised!”

Noticing a notification you both look to see someone requesting to join the live. It’s not one of the boys but you recognize the user and nudge Maggie.

“It’s Kelsey everyone, y’all should know her from buzzfeed she’s a really good friend of the boys.”

Allowing her to join you sit as it loads excited to let her on to the secret. But the two people that pop up on your screen make you gasp and Maggie flush redder than a tomato.

“Hey bae... whatcu doing?” You ask nervously but tryna act normal so they don’t catch on.

Watching the chat your glad everyone’s able to switch the conversation and not mention what you guys were REALLY doing.

“Yeah B what’s up, we thought you guys were filming today?” Maggie added.

“Umm hmm but kels kept getting tagged by fans saying to watch your live and thennn we noticed a little something different..” Brandon cocked his eyebrows at Maggie and her face flushed red.

“Mamas you wanna tell me why I’m blocked on all your social media’s? Can’t see no pictures of my baby or nothing, why’s that?” Zion grilled you.

Not wanting to be to obvious and also remembering you were still on live you glance down at the comments. At this point everyone’s still hiding it so you chuckle out of nervousness.

“Something funny baby... you wanna share with the room? Zion kept intense eye contact with you and you felt your body flush.

“Why don’t we end this live for now y’all we need to go home and check on the girls.” Maggie shrieked and ran out of camera few to get her stuff.

“Ok y’all you heard them time for us to goooo, bye y’all and thanks for listening to us” you ended the live with a wink and ran to get settled.

Once zion got home it would be a lonnggg day😉

[sadgurllayha]

Blankets & Bottles- Zion.K

A/N- Ok so this is another request from my bby @ts20kuwonu​, and I just UGHHH THE IDEA OF HOT MEN AND CUTE CHILDREN JUST 😫 soo yeah enjoy!

Word Count- 3.8K

Song Rec- 

Wiping your upper lip of sweat, you set the broom to the side of the kitchen and lysol down the are once more. Kicking of your slippers, you plunge onto the couch with a deep sigh and bask in the cleanliness of your home. It’s not often that people come over due to the whole covid nonsense, but you get to see the boys and their s/o‘s pretty often. Today however you had quite the task on your hand having to babysit a child, while dealing with the big kid you already live with. 

Last night you had noticed that ansley seemed pretty groggy over the phone and most days the boys are busy with the new album. So today being one of their few days off during the week you hesitantly suggested watching baby t for the day. Now you weren’t hesitant cause you didn’t want him to come over it was just that you know how first moms can be with baby and maybe they don’t want to expose him to anything. But, to your surprise, Ansley and Austin jumped at the idea and excitedly told you guys to be ready for 9 AM, and well, there goes sleeping in. 

Jumping at the sound of the doorbell, you called for zion as you went to unlock the front door. Bustling in to drop off the baby ansley nearly knocked you over, and austin just gave you a tired smirk. 

“Sooooo I’m asumming y’all are ready for the day off huh” you said teasingly.

Patting your butt, Zion goes to take Theo out of his car seat. 

“Well, if y’all are gonna be doing some sleeping, then sleep soundly cause we got this!” Zion scooped up Theo as he cooed.

“ummm yeah all we will be doing today is sleeping, and laundry, and cleaning, and maybe some more sleeping if we have time, because believe it or not Z all parents have time for is that, especially when their so little.” Austin chuckled at Zion’s expression at the indication for no “Adult Time”. 

“Damn so we won’t be doing that anytime soon mama right?”

Nuzzling theo into your chest you looked up at him and said

“Not unless your planning on putting a ring on this finger sir.”

Snorting at your exchange Ansley walked back to the front to put on her shoes, 

“Ok so there are 3 ready bottles in there, two full bags of breastmilk, and a can of formula just incase, his body wash and lotion, as well as some cream cause he has a rash on his chest and chin. His swaddler, 6 changes of clothes, 2 nighties and 2 blankets, enough diapers and wipes to last you a full week and all the other little things are in a separate compartment in the bag. Now unless he’s dying or you really need us to come get him, consider him your child for the next 24 hours. Austin will come get him in the morning and with that” 

She stops to push austin out the door and pops her head in the crack, 

“Thank you so so so so so soooo much, and I definitely owe you for getting my some “Adult Time”. wiggling her eyebrows suggestively she shut and locked the door.

Giggling at her excitement for some alone time with her bae, that reminded you of yours. Shuffling back to the living room you stopped around the corner because god this man would be the death of you. Having worked hard all morning and just showered before Theo came, you knew he was already sleepy but to see him skin to skin with theo, all cuddled up underneath the blankets was just... let’s just say you caught baby fever realllll quick. 

About three hours later, you had come to the conclusion that Theo was an angel baby sent from the lord himself! He rarely cries, unless it was for food or to be changed, he was so joyful, laughing at every word that came out of zion’s mouth and he loved to cuddle. What’s even better is that he loved to cuddle Z. Throughout the day you would just find the two of them all loved up. On the couch, in bed, walking thru the kitchen, even on live T was like a little koala bear. 

By the end of the day y’all were worn but one thing was for sure, maybe you weren’t completely ready for a little one of your own, but y’all could definitely practice

In more ways than one...