babysitting yalls niece/nephew together -sinplisticshawn
So, @sinplisticshawn - totally fitting that you sent this after I posted this one introducing their niece, Natalia. Was a fun, easy one to jump into. Hope you like it!!
“Dee, we’re going to be fine, really,” you say, bouncing Natalia in your arms, the girl giving you nothing but smiles. “See, look at that happy face.”
“Are you sure? Like really?” Didi asks nervously as she shrugs into her coat.
“Please go have dinner with your husband, we got this,” Shawn chimes in from behind you, making silly faces at your niece. “She’s good, we’re good. You guys go enjoy a dinner that doesn’t involved pureed green beans and those weird yogurt cereal puffs she’s obsessed with lately. It’s getting her in the bath and putting her down. I think we can easily handle that.”
“And by that, he means he can’t wait to sing her to sleep, you know that Dee. Go meet Tomas, have dinner, grab a drink. Let us have some time with Tali,” you say as the baby reaches for Shawn’s hair and babbles wildly as her hands sink into his curls.
“C’mere silly girl, let’s go figure out what to do while Mommy is out with Daddy,” he sing-songs to Natalia, taking her from your grasp. “Didi. I love you but get the h-e-l-l out of here.”
You pull Didi into a firm hug. “I get it, but you guys have not had a night out alone in ages. It’s dinner and a nightcap. You two deserve a kid free evening. And it’s us. You have nothing to worry about. We love her like blood, Dee.”
Didi sighs and shoulders slump, leaning more into your embrace. “I wouldn’t even be considering this if it wasn’t you two here, which thank you for giving up one of your nights in the city to do this.”
“Please, I’m glad we can do this for y’all. Not to mention it’s been too long since I’ve had some Natalia love. Now, go meet your husband. Have a spiked decaf espresso at the end of the night. Enjoy yourselves,” you explain, nudging her towards the door.
Once Didi is on her way, you wander back into their living room where you find Natalia perched on Shawn’s lap. He’s back to making silly faces and blowing raspberries at her. She’s got her eyes fixed to him, little hands against his cheeks, smiling and giggling like you’ve not heard her before.
“She is literally the happiest baby I’ve ever seen,” he replies between shifting faces as you sit next to them on the couch. “Every single time we’ve been around her. She must really like us, eh?”
“Don’t jinx it,” you chide, poking Natalia’s tummy. “You ready to get bubbly little girl?”
She leans over from his grasp to kiss your nose, “I’ll take that as a yes then. I’ll go get the bath all set up, Dee left us the Blooming Bath so we can just use the kitchen sink, don’t have to go through the whole production of the bath setup that Tomas loves using with her. Gimme 10 then bring her in.”
You kiss the baby’s head then his before skirting off to Natalia’s room and the bathroom to get all you’ll need. It was easy to set up the bath, the petal keeping a perfect space to hold her in place while turning the kitchen sink into an adorable little bathtub. Using the sleepytime bath that Didi has said helps Natalia at night, you get the water set, bubbles and tiny little duckie included. As you lay out the towel and her lotion, you call the two of them in.
“You ready for splish splash, Natalia?” you say dipping her feet into the sink, smiles and giggles abound again. He helps you slip off her onesie before easing her into the water.
“Ok this is the coolest thing. We’ll need to remember this,” he pokes at one of the petals of the flower in the sink. “Time to clean you up little miss.”
You take turns holding and bathing her as she splashes about. Fascinated with the bubbles, her little purple duckie and basically anything that comes into the water, she is as good as good could be. Until she wasn’t. Everything was going well until you pull her out of the water, drying her off and slathering her in lotion. It wasn’t until after you get her diaper on and you tuck her into her hooded duckie bathrobe towel did she start to have what is her version of a meltdown.
“I told you not to jinx it,” you whisper as Natalia fusses, not crying but whimpering and unhappy as you head towards her room. She keeps wiggling in your hold trying to get her face onto any piece of skin she can get access to while trying to shed her hooded towel.
“Wait, lemme try something,” he responds, shedding his shirt quickly before settling into the glider. “Come here Tali girl.”
Her eyes go wide hearing his voice and she leans out of your grasp towards him, still whimpering. You ease Natalia into his arms. He pulls the duckie towel off and she immediately leans into his chest, her head falling into the crook of his neck, one hand immediately winding around his silver chain. He trails his hand up and down her back humming to her, the whines and fussing easing out. Humming has turned into singing because of course it does with him. He’s rocking lightly, his hand looking so large rubbing against her tiny back.
“Are you really singing Never Be Alone into and Little Too Much to our niece?” you whisper, not wanting to disturb the peace.
“She likes it,” he smiles, leaning down to dust a kiss against the wisps of hair on her head. “I think she’s just about out. See, her hand is just about to drop off my necklace. Let’s just put her down like this, throw the little knit blanket over her. I don’t think she’s about clothes tonight.”
He carefully gets up and sets her down into the crib, covering her carefully. She stirs a little and he rubs at her back immediately, humming again. She nuzzles against the sheet and sighs, settling down immediately. You wrap yourself around his back, pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades before leaning around to look at Natalia.
“It’s amazing, you know. How much she’s taken to you. She loves you so much already,” you murmur, leaning into him. “You’re so good with her. I don’t think you realize how much it means to me that you’re important to her and vice versa. It’s, it’s so special. She’s my niece in every way it really matters. And its shades of what I get to expect when this is us, and we’ve got our own little one.”
He shifts you so he can pull you into his chest, his skin warm against your cheek. “Even if she wasn’t our goddaughter, she’s a special little girl to you. She’s a little ball of sunshine. It would be hard not to love her. Plus, she’s a fan of my singing to her.”
He tilts your head up to lock eyes with you, cupping your cheeks in his palms to have his thumbs shift against your skin. “There’s no one else I’d want to do this with, baby. I couldn’t be a daddy without you as a mommy. You know that right? Me and you, always. Until we add a three.”
You push up on your toes to kiss him. “Love you so damn much, Shawn. Come on, let’s let the little miss sleep. And we need to get you back into your shirt. Dee and Tomas can’t come back to all this on display. I won’t hear the end of it, they’ll think we were naughty on their couch.”
5 and 33 pls (ps hiiiiii hun i love you) -sinplisticshawn
This was so much fun to write. I hope you like this as much as I do. A little bit of a thank you for being such a dear! <3
Prompts: “I cooked it just for you!” AND slow dancing
Sunday mornings are normally the one morning a week where you get to both sleep in, you try to make a point of it. Waking up with him those mornings are a luxury you look forward to. Sometimes it’s him nuzzling into your neck that makes you rouse from sleep, others it’s finding his head between your legs mouthing at the soft skin of your thighs, then it’s possible you’re nipping at his chest or slipping him, already half hard from a night pressed up against your ass, between your lips. This Sunday however, you only find slightly warmed sheets and no Shawn.
Slipping the grey sweater he tossed at the end of the bed last night over your shoulders, you wander out to find where he’s gone off to. Checking the bathroom, the shower is empty; but this allows you to brush your teeth and wash your face quickly. The balcony off the bedroom is still. His studio is quiet. You finally make it out to the living room and hear him humming from the kitchen. Kettle is going on the stovetop; two ceramic teapots are sitting on the side counter with lids open with mugs nearby. You smell something cakey and slightly chocolatey, but you’re not sure what or where it’s coming from.
“Alexa, play my Sunday morning slowdown playlist on shuffle from Apple Music,” he calls out as he reaches into the pantry, pulling out what looks to be a jar of dulce. You try to bite back a giggle but letting a small one escape. Ever since Valentine’s Day, he’s been finding ways to sneak the sweet treat in. You were louder than you thought, because he turns around and spots you.
“So much for surprising you with breakfast in bed,” he smiles, coming to snag you by the hip to pull you into him. “Good morning sunshine.”
“Bed was empty, was not a fan of that Shawn,” you murmur, leaning up to kiss him gently.
“I was going to come wake you up with an orgasm and your favorite waffles, but…” he begins to explain, but you cut him off with another kiss, this one a bit dirtier.
“Do we have time?” you request, eyes wide and wicked.
“This is the reaction I get? I cooked just for you! And you’re jonesing to come instead?” he feigns in mock offense.
You lean in, taking a swipe at his collarbone with your tongue, “What of it?”
“Baby, chocolate chip waffles are done, bacon too, all of that’s in the oven. Plus, the water’s almost boiled. I’d say yes, but it would be rushed and I’m not about that. Not today,” he replies, hands sliding from your hips to grab your ass from under his sweater while he mouths at your bare shoulder, nipping the skin ever so slightly. “I do like you in my clothes though.”
You yelp, not expecting his mouth like that, and he moves up to kiss you again.
“We do have time, however, for a quick spin around the room. May I have this dance, my dear?” he asks.
You nod, with a grin. He slides you into a closer hold and starts dancing you around the kitchen island, singing along to the music. Every so often, he’d dust a kiss somewhere, all while smiling wide. This just may be your new favorite way to spend Sunday mornings with him.
hi ily drunk ass 10, 15, 25, 34, 63, 66, 79, 95 -sinplisticshawn
10. FuckMarryKill - DJ Khalid, Rick Ross, Fat Joe: this is unfair and I’m mad at you. Marry DJ Khalid, Kill Fat Joe (for so many reasons I just cannot even talk about), Fuck Rick Ross
15. Would you ever be part of the mile-high club? Totally, but like it would have to be baller private jet shit, none of this economy nonsense.
25. see previous!
34. What’s your favorite sex position? spooning, with riding a very, very close second
63. Name 3 turn-ons. I’m a damn sucker for pretty eyes and a good smile, they kind of go hand in hand to me as one thing. Well-spoken/intelligent. It’s a toss between can you make me smile, like that true happy nose scrunch eyes squinty smile when I’m really feeling happy and something as simple as manners.
66. Would you answer a phone call during sex? Nope. (I also read this wrong at first and thought it was about phone sex. Oops. Imma keep drinking...)
79. Sex with the lights on or off? Honestly all depends, I’m not about one extreme or the other, gimme a little light with some shadows.
hiiiii its me again! so im about to read yfyf2 and OOF im so pumped but also i realized on your taglist you might have spelled my url wrong? im siNplisticshawn not siMplisticshawn heh unless thats someone else shdhdhdb i just wanted to let u know in case bc i dont wanna miss any of your posts but i feel hella awkward correcting people esp if im somehow wrong fhshdhdhd okay im gonna stop rambling but yes could i please be on your taglist as sinplisticshawn heh thank youuuuu
WISJJS oh shit sorry no my mistake i wasn’t looking straight but i corrected it!! thank you!! also such a cute url 13/10 my dude
hi! can i be added to your better conversations taglist as @sinplisticshawn? also if u have a general taglist i’d love to be added to that too! i’m about to make my way through your whole masterlist lol -sinplisticshawn
