That’s not my name (reaction)
pairing: Milo Gusto, Jordan Sancho, Willow Saliba, Xavier Simons aaaaand Harmony & Melody Timber
summary: your baby calls you by the nickname your husband calls you
note: 😭😭turns out people still read these lol… enjoy xx
Xavier Simons
conversation filled the dining room accompanied with the clanking of dishes as the Simons family gathered to celebrate Xavi’s move to Chelsea.
it had come so random it shocked everyone
“please pass me the salt schatje” Xavier’s little voice said
“huh?” Xavi had responded in surprise
“since when does he call YN that?” Peggy asked
“since now apparently” Xavi said
“papa always calls mama that” Xavier shrugged
“that’s because it’s my nickname for mama, find your own” Xavi explained
“Xavi!” you scolded “we’ll find another nickname you can call me okay buba?”
“okay” Xavier shrugged “but salt please mama”
“oh right!”
Milo Gusto
you’d been getting ready to attend the Wembley event with your husband and son that day, opting for a clean all white look, you fixed the cap on your head and touched up your fragrance before jogging down the stairs where Milo was watching TV while Malo scrolled through his phone. your footsteps caused them to look up, both of them smiling at your presence
“let’s get going” you say walking towards the door
“you look beautiful” Malo says placing a kiss on your cheek
“and you look so dapper” you smile smoothing his button up down
it came so naturally it didn’t faze you almost
“what about me mon ange?” Milo’s voice said
“aye that’s my nickname for mama” Malo challenged
“you look handsome mon bebe” you smile kissing Milo’s cheek
“thank you mon ange” Milo smiled
“her name is mommy” Malo continued
“but you always call her mon ange papa” Milo frowned
“you can call me that too baby” you say tickling his tummy “stop pouting Malo”
“i’m not pouting!”
Jordan Sancho
you wished nothing more than for the world to open up and swallow you at that very moment, Miss Bell stood in front of you, amused slightly at your shocked embarrassment. That morning during class the topic of pet names had come up and everyone began sharing their parents pet names for one another or pet names than float around their households
while others presented sweet terms of endearment, when Jordan’s turn came he whole heartedly responded with the words he heard his father call you almost every day
“if it’s any consolation the class thought it was sweet” she said
“i’m- i’m so sorry” you stutter out
“it’s not a problem, i just thought to share it with you” the young teacher said with a warming smile
you’d sped home and almost instantly Jadon opened his mouth to greet you both
“DON’T” you yell pointing an accusatory finger at him
“what did i do now?” he asked putting his hands up
“today, your son was asked what his mom and dad call each other and you know what he said?” you present
“oh this is gonna be good-
“SUGAR TITS AND HOT STUFF” you yell “i’ve never wanted to die so badly”
Jadon looked at you before bursting out in laughter
“i’m so glad you find this funny because i can never show my face at that school again, so you have fun fetching Jordan from now on” you say stomping away
“babe- babe wait” Jordan tried through laughter but you’d already gone
Willow Saliba
the morning was slow and quiet, with Wilo out on his jog you were left to get Willow ready for the day. opting for a soft pink sun dress you’d sat her on the bathroom counter, posing the question of hair style preference that day to which she asked for ponytails.
concentration etched, quiet filled the room as you did your baby girls hair not noticing how she watched your every move through your reflection. the elegance, smoothness and warmth you moved with, making sure not to tie the bobbles too tight or pinch her with the clips.
you finished off by brushing her edges and defining the curls of the pigtails before dropping your arms and meeting her gaze through the mirror
“ma belle” Willow said softly smiling at you
“oh my Willow” you smile, heart pumping with love
“papa always calls you that” Willow says looking back at you and reaching for your face, she cupped your face in her small hands “ma belle mama”
“ma belle Willow” you repeat kissing her nose making her giggle
“where’s my kiss?” Wilos deep voice interrupted
“papa!”
Harmony & Melody Timber
the girls had returned to the Emirates to see their father in action, when the game was over and the stadium less crowded the families could make their way onto the pitch where the girls hurried off to their dad
“they’ve gotten so big since we left saw them” Odegaard commented
“wonder if they still remember us” Ben laughed
“it’s only been 4 years calm down” you laugh
“girls who is this?” Gabriel asked pointing to Myles
“Uncle Myles!” Harmony says
“and this one?”
“Uncle Declan!” Melody says
“him?”
“Uncle Richy” Harmony names
“and her?” Riccardo teases pointing at you
“liefje!” the girls yell together
the group goes quiet before laughing
“what’s funny?” Melody frowns “did we say it wrong?”
“no princess, your uncles are just being rude” Jurrien steps in
“but papa always calls mommy that!” Harmony explains
“oh that’s cute!” Sophie coos elbowing her husband
“but you call her mommy, liefje is for me okay” Jurrien asks the girls who nod
“keep laughing and i’m gonna knock them veneers you call teeth out your mouth White”