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CHRIS EVANS as HARVARD HOTTIE The Nanny Diaries (2007) | dir. Shari Springer Berman, Robert Pulcini

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And todays hair is one of the least talked about…frosted tips/blonde

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His sunflower

Pairing: Stepbrother!Bryce Langley x reader

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

WARNING - This following fic contains: explicit smut, stepcest, dom/sub dynamic, angst, fluff, possessive!Bryce, jealousy, Hayden (Harvard hottie) makes an appearance, brief Hayden x reader, penetrative/unprotected sex, heartbreak, degradation, pet names (baby, sunny, sunflower).

Summary: After a long lasting scandalous ‘friends with benefits’ relationship with your stepbrother Bryce, you decide it’s best to put it to an end, especially now that you have another guy on your love radar.

It’s been one year since your mother married Mr. Langley, Bryce & Maya’s father and you became a part of the family. It’s also been 7 months since you first did the most disgraceful thing, which was to hook up with Bryce, your stepbrother.

Since then, you have barely resisted each other with Bryce always being determined to feast on you whenever he got the chance, - another addiction a part from his drugs.

Since then, you have barely resisted each other with Bryce always being determined to feast on you whenever he got the chance, - another addiction a part from his drugs.

He would always seek you, and a few times you would seek him for some relief. College had been piling up work, and you were having a hard time keeping up with the amount of stress you easily built. It didn’t help that Bryce was so experienced at sex, and so you invited him in every time he approached you for a session.

The only thing that would leave you with the feeling of regret was when you remembered what you are for each other. In front of your parents, Bryce acted like the perfect stepbrother, - a guardian, promising your mother to protect you.

“Don’t worry, Mrs L/N. I’ll look after your daughter like she’s my own flesh and blood.” Bryce had once promised her. What your mother didn’t - and still doesn’t know was how he went beyond offering protection, and was practically the danger itself, - a very lustful danger.

Bryce used you like a piece of meat after he had learned just how kinky you really are. He took it to his advantage of using your holes, having you blow him whenever he asked and fuck you stupid, knowing you loved it as much as he did.

He would wake you up at 4 AM, just so he could have a taste of you before your parents woke up for their morning business. Sometimes when you were in the barn, Bryce would ‘coincidentally’ be there too to feed the horses hay, and when the time was right, he would take you in an empty enclosure and empty his load on you. He didn’t leave you unsatisfied once.

It led you to present day, and like any other ordinary day, you studied in your room for an upcoming exam. What wasn’t as ordinary was how you were actually in a good mood while doing your exercises, as something different had entered your life, - something good.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, and you knew based on the pattern of which they knocked that it could only be one person.

“Hey, sunny…” Bryce greeted you as he entered your room quietly. You looked up from your book and gave him a smile of acknowledgment. “Maya’s out of the house and my dad took your mother out for dinner tonight. It’s just us…and you know what that means…” he said, his voice low and loaded with the intention of seducing you.

You groaned as you rested your head on the pillow. “I’m studying, and I’m actually focused. Use your hand or something if you’re horny.”

“My fleshlight ain’t doing the job. It’s gotta be you, sunny. Suck my dick for tonight.” He requested as he crawled onto your bed, wanting to get close to you. He climbed on top of your body, your eyes leaving the page you were on as you saw the man was now hovering above you while giving your sides strokes. You started to giggle when he started to lightly tickle you, and you pushed his arm away.

“Bryce, stop iiiit!” You humorously pleaded in the midst of your laughter.

“C’mon, give me something, sunflower…” he whispered huskily as he tickled your lower waist, making you laugh even more. He took your vulnerability to his advantage and flipped you over with your back now facing him, and he rested himself on top. “Mmmh, sunny…” Bryce moaned against your skin as he subtly began to hump against you, grinding his crotch against your ass.

“Bryce, stop being such a horndog.” You adjured as you were loosing focus of your studying. Bryce had it easy to make you hot and bothered, but just this once you were trying to maintain control.

“I can’t help myself, not when you’re laying in bed like this. You’re practically inviting me in..”

“Bryce, we can’t…” you whined, as you wriggled out of his touch. “We need to stop seeing each other. This isn’t right…”

Bryce grumbled as he got off and laid beside you instead. “Why do you say that?”

You rolled your eyes, expecting him to be aware of the elephant in the room. “Isn’t that obvious? You’re my stepbrother.”

“So? Who gives a fuck? It’s not like we’re related. Nobody would care if they knew we fuck to blow off steam.” Bryce claimed, stating it as factual, but you weren’t so sure about that.

“Yes, they totally would. It would be an absolute scandal.” You said, already feeling nervous as you imagined the possible reactions if anyone were to find out. Your mother would kill Bryce. “Anyway, I’m going on a date tomorrow and I would like to be a little loyal to the guy, so we will have to drop the sex.”

Bryce’s head snapped up, the lighten candle of his arousal being blown out as soon as he heard what was news to him. “You’re going on a date?”

You grinned at the thought alone, “Yes, I am. Met this guy the other day by the park and he asked if we could see each other again. My love life has been so dry these past years, - I can’t miss this opportunity. He seems so sweet too, I’m so excited.” You chirped the end of your sentence with enthusiasm.

Silence settled once you closed your mouth again, making you wonder what was up with Bryce as you looked to the side where he was laying.

He was pursing his lips, irritation read all over him no matter how much he tried to hide it. Before you could ask him why he was pulling a sour face, he rose up from your bed and let out a disappointed sigh, letting out a mocking laughter right after.

“Fine, whatever. Didn’t take you for a whore but if you want to chase after other dick, that’s none of my business.” Bryce blatantly said with raised arms, as if it would defend his harsh words.

You saw red when Bryce had called you the derogatory word, making you wonder how he had the audacity to say that when he had his name running around as a grade A fuckboy.

“I’m not a whore! You are!” You shouted back for his ears to hear, and he confirmed he had heard from the audible scoff he let out by the other end of your door.

You laid on your stomach again with a huff, continuing reading from where you left off.

The next day…

Your date with Hayden went as perfectly as it could ever go. He had invited you downtown at the popular Italian restaurant, and you ate delicious food while having conversation after conversation, lasting 2 hours after eating your food.

You had to order drinks to make it worthwhile for your stay, and afterwards you walked out to take a nice walk together around town.

“I had fun tonight. What do you say we go to that aquarium you mentioned? I think that would make an awesome second date.” Hayden suggested, earning a smile from you. You were hopeful this was the beginning of a lovely romance.

“That sounds wonderful. I’d love to.” You responded with glee.

Hayden was less crude and in so many ways more romantic than any partner you have previously had. He was attractive and attentive to your care, being a gentleman of opening the door for you and asking for your opinion of how the date should go. He listened to you talk, admitting himself that he could hear your stories for hours without getting bored.

He was perfect for you.

One date would turn into five in the course of 3 weeks, and you were growing expectant of Hayden asking you to be his girlfriend any day now.

In the course of these dates, Bryce grew distant, only interacting with you when the family was getting together. Even Maya had expressed concern over Bryce’s lack of communication, and even though you had a suspicion over the reasoning, you hoped you would naturally get along again like how you did before you started your ‘friends with benefits’ relationship.

When you returned home from your 5th date, the house was quiet as your parents had left for a trip which would last a few days, giving you, Maya and Bryce the mansion for yourselves. Maya was at Finn’s for the night, and you knew her well enough that she wouldn’t return until early tomorrow morning. The younger sibling had found someone too, and you were only thrilled on her behalf.

That left you to wonder where the older sibling could be on this Friday afternoon, but your question was about to be answered when you opened the front door. You were met by Bryce in the entrance of the hallway, all dressed up in his nightwear and ready to go to bed. He was looking expectant at you but it was all a facade to hide his jealousy.

“How’d the date go with wonderboy?” Bryce asked with a forced smile. He had nicknamed Hayden that after constantly hearing you telling your mother how wonderful Hayden was, and Bryce didn’t have enough respect for him to be calling him by his actual name.

“It was magical, as always, but I’m not going to tell you any more than that because I’m still mad at you.” You huffed as you passed by him. “I’m still waiting for you to apologize for calling me a whore.”

Bryce laughed, shaking his head as he wasn’t taking you seriously. “You are one, though, - which leaves me to wonder….how do you think he would react if I told him we used to fuck, hm?”

That had made you stop your steps as your stomach dropped at the thought. You turned to glare at him. “Bryce, you wouldn’t dare…”

He shrugged, neither denying nor confirming it.

“I just think it’s rude you know. I stopped sleeping around when I had you. I thought we had something exclusive, and you threw it away like it was nothing.” He said as he stepped towards you.

You looked at him confused. Were you missing something? Why was he talking as if you had been a couple? “What we had could never stay exclusive,…what did you expect of us to be? To continue having a friends with benefits relationship until we grow old? Keep us a dirty little secret until our parents die? I want a boyfriend, Bryce. A family some day too. I’m past wanting to stay single and I don’t want to play any more games.” You said with a cold tone as you were making your way up to your bedroom.

“I’m not playing any games either. I stopped playing around the day we hooked up!” Bryce claimed as he followed you to the second floor.

“I don’t believe you. It’s always been just sex! You only sought me out for that reason.” You reasoned.

“That’s your perception of it, but I grew attached each time we spent together intimately. Do you really think I would initiate full convos with you if I only wanted to get my dick wet? Do you think I give aftercare to anyone I sleep with?” Bryce asked with his hands on his hips, his eyebrows furrowing from genuinely being curious to know if you thought of him like that.

“Maybe…” you mumbled, unsure. “ - I wouldn’t know! You never confessed this to me before I got with Hayden. I’m not going to turn away from him now when things are going so well. I don’t know what else to say. I’m sorry, Bryce…we would be too complex anyway..it’s best if we lay whatever feelings we had to rest and find other people….for both of our sakes..” you said, your voice sympathetic as you felt kind of bad for the guy standing in front of you.

A torturing silence filled the hallway, and you were longing for Bryce’s response so you could finally part ways and go to sleep peacefully. He was staring at you, and his eyes met the ground after.

You wanted to find closure, and you hoped with what you had said, Bryce would be convinced to leave your intimate past behind.

Bryce wetted his lips and took a last glance at you, looking up and down your form to take in your prepped up appearance.

“….I like your dress. Sundresses always suit you.” He quietly complimented with a half smile as he walked past you on his way to his own room.

Your mouth was left open, but no words came out. You were stunned.

Ogden was right. Bryce was so unpredictable at times, you thought. That last interaction of the night would leave you pondering throughout your sleep.

The day after, you received a test message from Hayden during one of your classes.

Hayden

Hey, could we meet at the park 03:00 PM? There’s something I’d like to talk about.

You smiled as you typed your reply with excitement.

Y/N (me)

Sure! ♥️ I’ll see you there then.

This must be it, you thought. Hayden’s finally going to ask me to be his girlfriend!

After your classes were finished, you rushed back home and put on your finest summer dress, - one of a flowery pattern.

Maya met you when you passed the living room, and even she noticed the way you had put full effort into your appearance.

“Where are you going looking like that, Y/N?“ Maya asked through a giggle as her eyes scanned your look from head to toe with approval.

You chuckled lightheartedly, “To meet up with Hayden of course. He wrote through text that he had something he wanted to talk about.” You said. You leaned into Maya’s ear and whispered playfully, “I think he’s going to make it official with me.”

Maya gasped, “No way, that’s great! I’m so happy for you, Y/N.” She congratulated and gave you a hug.

“How’s it going with you and Finn by the way? It always seems like you’re in the honey moon phase.” You added your observation with a cheeky wink.

Maya blushed as she nodded, “Oh yes, things are going great between us. I think it’s safe to say I’ll continue staying over at his house considering how we are always together anyway. But of course I don’t want to be away all the time. I still want to be around you guys. I’m especially concerned about Bryce nowadays.” Maya expressed, which made your grin drop as your stepbrother was brought into her talk.

“Oh, why’s that?” You asked, confusion in your tone.

“I don’t know, he’s been so down lately, staying in his room all day and hardly putting sentences when I try to talk to him. I think he’s going through something but he won’t tell me what.”

You felt bad for Bryce after Maya had listed the several recent odd behavior from him, worried you might have broken his heart for leaving the taboo part of your relationship.

Your heart pounded at the thought of Bryce having genuine feelings for you. He had somewhat confirmed it himself when he said he had thought you were exclusive, but he hadn’t outright said it.

Somehow you longed for him to confess with those three simple words, but as the thought became appealing to you, you were reminded of the circumstances. The one of which each of your parent were married together, - ultimately sealing you to be only a family.

Maybe in a different universe we could have been together, but as of here it wouldn’t be right.

“Well, I hope whatever he’s going through resolves one way or another…Bryce always has solutions.” You reasoned, and Maya could only nod, hoping you were right even for this case too.

“I guess,…I’ll see you later then. Wishing you good luck with Hayden.”

“Thank you! Bye Maya!” You said your farewell as you stepped out of the house and walked to the bus stop.

A few bus stops later and you were downtown again, waiting for Hayden to make an appearance at the park any moment now.

“Hey, Y/N..” you heard a voice come from behind you, and you couldn’t contain your eager smile as your eyes met Hayden’s.

“Hayden, hi!”

Hayden smiled as you approached him and took in your look. “Wow, you look gorgeous by the way.” He complimented when you stood in front of him.

“Thanks! You don’t look so bad yourself.” You said and chuckled as you looked at his well ironed shirt and denim trousers. “So, you said you wanted to talk about something?”

Hayden nodded as his brows knitted together, almost out of concern. He must be nervous. “Yeah um…..Y/N, I uh…I don’t know how I’m supposed to put this but..” Hayden paused as he tried to find the courage to say what he was holding back. Your eyes didn’t leave Hayden’s as you excitedly waited for his completed saying.

“I…I have found someone else…”

Your eyes widened more than before, and you took a step back in shock, wondering if you had heard it wrong. “What are you saying?”

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” Hayden apologized as he looked down at his feet with shame. “I…It wasn’t meant to happen but it was by mere coincidence that I met this other girl, and we just kind of clicked and…I hope you know I mean no disrespect to you. I never meant to waste your time, but I can’t help what my heart feels. I’ve developed feelings for her.”

You swallowed a lump down your throat as you blinked a few times due to your eyes beginning to water. You used your hand to wipe the moisture away, and you reluctantly nodded.

“I understand…I um, - I guess I’ll be on my way then.” You rambled something of the sort, turning your back against Hayden as you walked away.

“Y/N, wait…” Hayden stopped you as he jogged over to meet your face again. “We..- we can always stay friends, right? I never lied to you about the things I said. You are an amazing girl and the guy you end up with will be lucky to have you. It’s not because of you that I fell in love with someone else.”

You looked to the side, not wanting to look at the boy who had crushed your heart only a minute ago. “I’ll consider it. For now I would prefer keeping our distance, but thanks Hayden.” You replied while you tried your best to keep your facade of a smile, but it wasn’t easy. Hayden picked up on it and returned an apologetic smile as he turned to leave, giving you a final wave goodbye.

As expected, the house had no lights on when you returned. You figured Maya was at Finn’s again, like where she usually was. And Bryce,…well, his whereabouts didn’t come to mind yet.

You were clouded with sadness of what had happened today at the park. The tears hadn’t stopped glossing over your eyeballs, and it made it all the more harder to see what was in front of you as you stormed your way upstairs to your bedroom.

Suddenly you crashed into something, - or rather someone by the corner, and you fell onto the floor. You looked up to see Bryce, clearly startled by the collision.

“Woah, hey there. Got a little too distracted in wonderland, huh?” Bryce teased as he reached out his hand for you to grab. You glared at him and slapped his hand away as you stood up.

“Go to hell…” you muttered out of pure anger as another wave of emotion overtook you, making you break out another sob. Bryce frowned, until he caught on to understand you were crying, your eyes being bloodshot as the evening sun shone on your wet cheeks.

“Y/N? Wait - ”

You didn’t let him get to you as you ran towards your room, but Bryce was quick to follow, catching you by your arms before you could open the door to your bedroom.

“Sunny,…what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He asked out of worry as he knelt down when your knees gave up. He hugged you tightly, his arms secured around your back as you cried on his shoulder. In Bryce’s mind, several scenarios came to mind of what could have upset you this much. Some were so dark, - it made him sick to his stomach. “Please, tell me what happened…look at me. I need to know, sunflower. What did he do to you?”

“H-He found someone else…” you sobbed out as you buried your face into his chest, hiding your tearful face from the world. “He didn’t love me after all…”

While Bryce was relieved it wasn’t something else, something considerably worse, he was still upset on your behalf. You could feel his hands clench into fists on your back and his form stiffen when he let out an exhale.

“I’m going to kill him.”

“No!” You quickly protested as you held Bryce by his arms. “No, please don’t start a fight with him…he can’t help it. There’s nothing I can do about it…he loves someone else and I can’t change that..”

Bryce shook his head, not buying into what he thought of was excuses. “Doesn’t matter. You didn’t deserve having your heart broken like this...”

You shrugged, not knowing what else there was to say. You simply pushed away from his chest, but you didn’t leave his grip.

“C’mon, I’ll take you to my room, okay?” Bryce offered as he made you stand on your feet again. He wiped your face with the use of his sweater, and to your surprise he carried you to his room.

He carefully placed you on his bed, removing the covers so you could both settle under it and keep warm while in this moment of comfort.

Bryce let you cry out whatever you had left in you as he stroked your bare shoulder, willing to wait for as long as you wanted until you wanted to talk again.

“I-I just want to be loved...” you muttered before you snifled, and it broke Bryce’s heart to hear you say something of that sort.

“You are loved, baby. We as a family love you, and I love you beyond being my stepsister,…you should know that by now….“ Bryce said as he stroked your hair affectionately. “Will you give it a chance? Do you love me too?”

You glanced at him, and it was as if you were going through a war with yourself, feeling conflicted of what feelings you may have. “Maybe,..and that scares me…”

Bryce smiled with adoration. “Of what exactly? There’s nothing to be scared of,…after all, love is love. We are two legal individuals from completely different families. Ain’t nothing wrong with us loving each other…” Bryce reasoned as he put a few hair strands behind your ear. “I’ll show you my love right now, sunny...will you allow me?”

You stared at him, feeling the familiar temptation of lust creeping up as you eyed his red lips. You wanted him. You wanted him so bad it almost hurt.

“Yes..” you quietly replied.

Your reply was cue for Bryce to connect his lips with yours, starting his act of affection with gentleness in the kiss.

“Good girl….my pretty sunflower…” He muttered in between kisses, and soon enough they were barely being detached. Bryce hovered above you while you made out, weak moans leaving your lips once in a while as Bryce’s left hand started to roam all around your body.

“Do you know why I call you sunflower?” Bryce asked when you stopped to breathe air, to which you shook your head. He had called you that since the very beginning, and somehow it hadn’t occurred in your mind as to why.

“Because your very existence is so bright and colorful - always turning to where the sun shines. I knew you would be a joy-bringer the moment you stepped into this big house. I knew even better when we fucked in that shed that we were perfect for each other. You made me want to commit, - and I started to share that dream you mentioned to me, - of making a family together some day.”

You let out a shuddered breath due to Bryce’s confession, and you felt you were going dizzy - in a good way - at the thought of having kids with him. Of spending your life with him nonetheless.

His hand squeezed your breast while he sucked on the skin of your throat, creating hickeys for him to marvel at later.

“My pretty girl…you’re too beautiful for me to only claim you as my stepsister. I’m going to claim you in a way that’s beyond friendly love, baby.” He huskily whispered as he managed to pull the sundress and bra down due to its elasticity.

You moaned when he suckled on your nipple, “It’s so wrong…”

He hummed, “Hmm..it’s maybe a little sinful but not wrong, sunny…don’t worry about a thing, we will get through this together, okay? Let your stepbrother take care of everything..”

Bryce hoisted up your sundress and cupped your sex, stroking it through your panties in a slow pace.

He pulled off your underwear and grinned when he got a full view of your dripping cunt. “I’ve missed this pussy…” Bryce muttered to himself as he began stroking your folds, slightly pushing a finger in every now and then to tease your aching hole.

“Bryce…” you moaned his name lewdly, and he chuckled at how desperate he had made you become.

“Baby, be patient…I’ll be balls deep inside this sweet cunt after I’ve had a taste…”

His finger started to pump deeper inside, bringing out your pussy juices for each thrust.

“Oh, my…” You whined and closed your eyes as you took in the feeling of his thick finger invading your channel. You let out breathless pants as he added more pressure, seeping in further the more slick he gathered.

“Sunny, look at me…” Bryce plead, and you fluttered your eyes open to see him lean in closer to your face as if he wanted to say something. “Tell me you love me too, baby…tell me so I know..”

He added a second, and you jolted as you stuttered out, “I-I love you too, Bryce. I love you s-so much…M’sorry for pushing you away. I’m sorry if I made you sad, I didn’t mean to. I -“

Your lips was held from speaking as Bryce crashed his lips into yours. You whimpered from the kiss, but easily melted into it.

“It’s okay, baby. I forgive you…I understand.” He withdrew his fingers from your pussy and put them close to his lips, sucking the sticky nectar off his fingers as he hummed, savoring the taste. “Fucking delicious…love your sweet pussy juice.”

Bryce stood on his knees, not leaving the bed as he unbuckled in front of you, his pants already showcasing the huge bulge and moisture of something leaking behind his boxers.

He dragged his pants and boxers down at once, revealing his fully erected cock, the tip of angry red as it pointed at you, leaking with pre-cum. You instinctively licked your lips, wanting to have a taste of him but you knew Bryce was past oral sex and was eager to skip to the main course.

He rested beside you again, and ordered you to raise your leg over his waist. You did as he commanded, and he positioned his cock on your cunt, lightly slapping your clit with his length which earned him a strained whine from you. He breathed into your ear, nibbling at your lobe before he pushed in.

“Did you let him fuck you?” Bryce asked through a growl. “Did you let him fuck my pussy?” The tip of his cock was the only part he was thrusting in, and it was making you crazy.

“N-No!” You denied right away through a cry. “I swear we didn’t! It’s just yours, Bryce!..”

Bryce chuckled darkly as he angled his cock and rammed himself in. “That’s right, baby. Only I can fuck this cunt, - it’s mine. Shit, you’re squeezing me so tight, feels too good..”

“Aaah, so big! Y-You’re so-!” Your sentence was interrupted as Bryce shoved a finger down your mouth, making you suck on it as he continued fucking you in a fast rhythm, making your head go blank from the sensation.

“Thas’ it…keep suckin’ it…such a good girl. Fuck, does it feel great to have a slutty stepsister at my disposal. My cute slutty stepsister…all prettied up in a sundress, looking all innocent when we both know you’re a whore, - so needy for your stepbrother’s cock…” Bryce degradingly spoke about you as if you weren’t beside him, knowing full well you enjoyed his harsh words with the way your pussy clamped around him.

“Y-Yes, I’m a whore for your cock! ..Aaaah, - I’m a whore for my stepbrother!…” You loudly moaned out your confession. He had his usual amused smirk which would normally make you want to slap him, but of course you would let him get away with anything when he was fucking you this good.

“Fucking shit, I’m going to cum….and I’m not pulling out. I’m going to plant my seed inside of you, sunny…you can’t be my sunflower without my seed.” He joked, briefly chuckling before it was replaced by his moans and grunts again.

The thought gave you another level of arousal, a need to have him fulfill what he had just proposed to do. “Cum inside of me, Bryce!” You whimpered as he pumped into you faster, his balls hitting your clit, giving you another shock of stimulation. “Ah! ~ I want you to fill me up!..n-need you to breed me!..”

“I know you do…gonna stuff you full of my spunk…every single drop inside your womb.”

He jackhammered into you with such intensity, it was overloading you with how close you were to cum. Bryce clenched his jaw as he felt you tighten, and he felt he was on the edge of orgasm too.

“Milk me, - Ooh holy shit! Take your stepbrother’s cum. Theeere you go, - good girl. Fuck!..” Bryce moaned as his thrusts became static. He let out a series of breathless pants as he stilled, pumping his load inside of you while your cunt clenched around him while you rode your orgasm.

“W-Warm…” you whimpered when you felt Bryce’s spend coat your insides, feeling some of it drip out from where you are first connected.

He pulled out and made no effort to stop his cum from oozing out of your cunt and onto his bedsheets. He was more willing to put his bedsheets in the washing machine than move.

He kissed the back of your head and loosened his hold on you. “Do you feel good, sunny? Did I fuck all the bad feelings out of you?”

“Mhm..” you hummed positively as you reached for his face and shared a loving kiss before you settled in a more comfortable position. “So…how is this going to work? Do we tell them or wait?” You asked as you began to wonder what was the next step.

“We can begin with telling Maya….she would accept us easily. As for your mom and my dad? Haven’t thought that far ahead yet. Maybe it’s best if we keep it from them for a while. I need to charm your mom more often if I don’t want her to kill me.” Bryce laughed, and you couldn’t help but snort.

“Yeah, I suppose that’s for the best…” you said above a whisper as you stared up at the ceiling.

Bryce couldn’t keep his eyes off you though, and held your chin to look at him again. “Hey….I love you, my sunflower. We’ll be just fine.”

You blushed, realization hitting you of how well spoken Bryce was with his words, and your heart thudded harder than they ever had with Hayden.

“I know,…I love you too, Bryce.”

He was perfect for you.

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Authors I 10/10 recommend

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Chris Evans

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Chris Evans’ Characters

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[lloydmustache]

Day 7: Harvard Hottie - The Nanny Diaries

#chris evans #harvard hottie #the nanny diaries #scarlett johansson

[mikakeya]

The Neighbour Above

((DAY 5 OF CHRISTMAS))

Harvard Hottie (Hayden) X Reader

Word Count: 1,049

Warnings: Fluff

Summary: It's been a year ago since your dog passed on. Christmas hasn't been the same since but maybe it's time to move on with your neighbour, Hayden, and his adorable little Chiweenie puppy.

A/N: I apologise for technically taking a hiatus but I'm back now that I'm on my week break. I think I'll only be able to post this and another fic but as always, I'm working towards finishing the Christmas Masterlist to then be able to go on and write more fics since I already have an idea for Max Burnett.

You got home from work early today since it's Christmas eve and passed by your neighbour's apartment. He was this guy who went to Harvard a few years back since you'd seen him wearing the shirt once or twice. You turned it into a joke however between you and the nanny who babysits the kids above you. But, he'll only ever be known as Harvard Hottie.

You shrugged off the thought of inviting him over seeing as he wasn't home since his shoes weren't on the shoe rack next to his door. You entered your apartment and removed your heels, placing them by the door as you locked up behind you.

You thought about having a fancy dinner tonight but didn't want to leave the house so you decided that you were gonna cook tonight to forget about the fact that it's your late dog's death anniversary.

People would consider it weird to be hung over about an animal but it's usually those same people who've probably never had a pet before in their life.

You sat on the couch for a while as you rubbed your feet. They have been aching excruciatingly at work while you were typing away on your laptop at your desk. You massaged your feet for a while more and got up to take a bath to relax as you cleaned yourself up before getting dressed in a tank top and sweatpants.

As you came out of the room, you turned the tv on. You browsed through Netflix before deciding to turn on, "Friends". You heard the same intro every day and smiled to yourself - at least that never failed to make you happy.

You decided it was time for you to eat as your appetite was calling you forth to the kitchen. You made some pasta for yourself not really feeling the drive to do anything fancy for Christmas albeit already having the Christmas tree set up a week ago.

As you were plating your food, you heard a scratch on the door followed by more scratches afterwards. You set your plate down on the kitchen counter before making your way to the door. You opened it to see a tiny Chiweenie puppy as you looked down at the floor upon hearing its bark.

You bend down to pick it up, smiling as you checked its collar for a name. 'Oscar... What a beautiful name,' You thought to yourself. You were deep into thought playing with the puppy that you didn't hear the proceeding footsteps getting closer to you.

"Hey, I'm sorry if Oscar disturbed you," You felt a pat on your shoulder bringing you out of thought as you looked up to see, Harvard Hottie.

"Hi," You said while admiring him as your jaw dropped but you soon regained your composure before standing up to give Oscar to him, "Here."

"Thank you," He took his puppy back and held it close to him, "I hope he didn't bother you too much... but um Merry Christmas Eve."

"Y-Yeah... M-Merry Christmas Eve to you too," You said chuckling and smiling at him before going back into your apartment as you held the door open still before thinking if you should invite him in.

"Hey um, d-do you wanna come in? If you don't have any plans that is."

He nodded and came inside before you realised that you haven't yet cleaned your apartment and grimaced at the thought as you closed the door.

As he walked in, he admired the place and sat on the couch chuckling seeing 'Friends' playing on the TV. He had put Oscar down and let him roam about the place as well.

You walked to the kitchen to dish out the pasta before serving it to him.

"Here you go, just something light for you to eat... again, I'm sorry that it's not much."

He takes the food and smiles at you before eating it as you sit beside him watching your TV. You looked over seeing that he enjoyed your food as he looked so relaxed. Of course, he caught you looking and opened his arms to extend an invitation for you guys to cuddle as you moved closer to him.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you leaned into him and sigh feeling warm and comfortable before closing your eyes as you fell asleep.

It took him a while to register it before he pulled away to put the plate in the sink as he came back to carry you to your bed. He tucked you in under your blanket smiling to himself before sighing as he made his decision to stay the night.

He closed the room door quietly and went to turn off the TV before sleeping on the couch as Oscar slept on the floor beside him.

The following day when you awoke, you wondered how you got on the bed since you remembered that you had been on the couch last night. Your mind then thought about 'Harvard Hottie' as you got out of bed to leave your room before seeing that he was asleep on the couch as you smiled to yourself.

You grabbed a blanket from the dresser before going out to cover him, but to your dismay, he awoke from the slight brushing of the blanket over his skin.

"Hey, how'd you sleep?" He asked you while sitting up and yawning.

"I-I slept like a baby," You chuckled while answering him. "I'm sorry for waking you up. I didn't mean to but I saw that you were sleeping without a blanket and so I just wanted to cover you with it."

"It's okay," He grabbed your hand, encouraging you to sit beside him as he smiled at you, "For starters, why don't you tell me your name and I'll tell you mine as well."

You told him your name before getting a response from him as well, "I'm Hayden... and I would like to take you out on a date if that's okay?"

You nodded and responded, "I would love that very much, Hayden."

Hayden leaned forward and kissed you gently before pulling away and smiling as he leaned his forehead against yours, "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you too, Hayden," You leaned forward and kissed him again.

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[royalwriteroftheuniverse]

Thanks Captain America.... part 1

Part 2 here

Warning tons of angst. Not my best work. But I just got done reading a fic that made me hate Steve. Therefore right now there's angst. 18+ mentions of kidnappin and cheating and crying and waning Steve to fall on a knife and I think thats it 18+ just incase. Comments welcome please I need more comments. Reblogs appreciated no reposting or republishing.

This is part 1

Part 2 here

I saw Steve at the street fair. I thought he was working and I know he said we can't be seen in public together but I can still say hi like a fan or just be around him. Feel his warmth I love that.

There was a small group wanting to say hi and I was just there to watch him. Just as our eyes meet I hear a

"Stevie baby" and a woman kisses his cheek. And she had a promise wring on her ring finger a claddah.

I couldn't read his face but I know he could read mine as I gasped. That was the reason that was the real reason. Tears pooled

I wanted to puke.

I started crying and went to some place to sit. My hand was shaking as I took out my phone and I sent him one. Last. Text.

"The only reason that I am not dousing you with water is because I'll be made the villain. Your things will be in a garbage bag in the lobby. I suggest you get it before its thrown out forever tomorrow morning. But maybe those things you said meant something meant nothing.. I know I meant nothing to you."

I couldn't care less if someone got his things i assume they'd be thrown out regardless. It's obvious he didn't care about me he knew I was crying and he just didn't care.

I ignored every ring and ding and notification from my phone. I never read any of his responses or voice mails. I never blocked him either it seemed cruelest for him that way. I thought maybe one day I'd be strong enough to read him begging. But I guess that day will never come.

Where I was sitting someone came up to me,

"Hey are you ok."

"No I just found out my boyfriend was cheating me probably the whole time. He's not the man I thought he was... he was never."

"You found out here?"

Yea he said he didn't want us-" I stopped myself i wasnt about to let myself be kidnapped or killed because someone thought I meant something to Steve. "Us to come because he had work. It's complicated."

"Its not that complicated. He's an asshole."

"That about sums it up."

A few weeks later my front door is being pounded on.

I look for the peephole and its Steve. I should have known.

"I can see your feet and hear your breathing i know you're there."

"I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Someone knows about us they're threatening you you need to come-"

"No.

"This isn't a-:

"I'm not going anywhere".

:It's just to the tower. I'll break thi-"

I opened the door a bit and he shut up..I made sure he could clearly see my face my face my eyes still puffy from crying.

"I don't care I don't care about anything anymore I don't know why you do either because I meant nothing."

"If something happens to you I'd-"

"Wouldn't care you'd just feel guilty in front of the press to get sympathy you're nothing like you claim. Get. Out. Of . My. Building before I call the cops. Or better yet tmz. All righteous captain America is harassing me stalking me. Forcing-How do you think that would play out? Hm? There are camera in the hallway."

"I never meant to hurt you. I never meant for it to get this far."

"But you meant it to grt far enough.. but you were cheating on me. Or was I the other girl? Or were we both equals in this and you just went back and forth. Did you tell her?"

All my questions went unanswered

I. HATE. YOU." Then I slammed the door. And walked back into my bedroom.

"Honey next time he's here-"

"Dont you'll make things worse. He'll just freak.. I can't believe you never saw Old Yeller its the saddest movie ever. After this we're watching winnie the pooh." I snuggled back in Hayden.

"What if he's telling the truth?"

"Hes not all he does is lie. Should be his moto."

There was this huge women defense class series Maria Hill and Natasha from Shield/avengers were doing. A series of class 16 weeks. I was able to get a spot thatks to the one woman who knew I was Steve's girl-or I guess one of Steve's girl. I always wondered why her face looked a bit sad. Now I know.. I figured why not especially since Steve won't leave me alone and as much as Hayden cares he'd never be a match. I don't want him to get hurt. He's becoming more than just my best friend.

I had been kicking and punching the bags so vioenty one class. I even kicked a hole on one if the bags.

Steve would have loved that.

"You dont have to easy on those things you know they can take a beating." Natasha had jokes

"My ex won't leave me alone"

"Report his ass."

"I can't he's too....connected it wouldn't go anywhere." I shook my head. If she only knew

He doesn't understand he cheated on me and he just wants me to."

I couldn't stop the tears in my eyes.

"We could always stick Cap on him." Hill joked.

If she only knew.

"I wish you could. I wish Captain America could kill him." That's be a fight id like to see him falling on a knife.

"He's that bad?"

"Worse." I started crying and whiping my eyes. Stupid I shouldn't have said anything.

"Steve come here." I hearnaNat yell

Shit.

"I have to go."

"Wait." They called after me but I never ran so fast out of the opposite side of the gym and ann the way to the outside and down the street where I just had to catch my breath and cry.

"Are you going to say something or just stand there."

"I never meant to-to hurt you."

I looked up at him with an incredulous look.

"Steve you stayed over at my apparment constantly. You told me you loved me. You'd say how amazing I was how beautiful how much you cared. When I saw you there with whoever it broke you really broke me. And yea im stupid im an idiot for letting a man do thst to me but I trusted you. And then you come up with some fake stalking shit."

"It wasn't fake. it isn't. For what it's worth I never meant to hurt you."

"Its not worth shit."

"But id you don't believe mnaNat will tell you-"

"I was juseiwith her and Hill"

"They don't know you they only know I assigned people to-"

"To what" i asked through gritted teeth.

"To keep you safe, alive."

"Look just please come back with me."

"No. And tell Nat and Hill I quit. I can't go back knowing that you'll know I'm there."

I got up and walked away From him from what I swore would be the last time.

But I should've gone. I should've just gone. Because now I'm in a cell that I'd never get out of in a place I dont know with people of all diffrent backgrounds speaking diffrent languages none that I know of. Sometimes I think of Hayden I hope he's ok. That he wasn't hurt. I know he'd look for me but never find me.I've was an actual friend.

I don't know how long they'd hold me or what they'd use me for or do to me. All because I said yes to dating Steve Rogers. If he had agents on me they'd know where I was or he'll they would have stopped it but just like, you know I don't know how many times he lied. But that was just one more time. Because of him, because of Steve Rogers I'll never be saved.. because of Steve Rodgers I'll never get out if here alive. So Thanks Captain America for how my life turned out.

Next chapter here

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[pagesoflauren]

Meet Cute: It's a Beautiful Night...

feat. Hayden "Harvard Hottie"

Summary: You and your friend from college made a simple pact. Now it's time to fulfill it.

Warnings: swearing and mentions of alcohol

A/N: I thought up this scenario randomly this week and couldn't stop thinking about it and here we are. Thanks @eightcevanscentral for beta'ing

“I know what you’re doing and you need to stop,” a familiar voice cuts through the drunken fog settling over your mind. 

“Hmm?” Your voice sounds echoey, resonating in your skull as you hum in response. 

“You’re eating with your eyes,” your best friend laughs. “I know you have drunchies but we can always order more food. Just start with one meal and we’ll go from there.” 

You smile, grateful that she’s taking care of you; it was your dirty 30, your birthday weekend in Vegas. You’ve been planning for months and were both elated and sad that it was here–because it was ending soon. Everyone was supposed to get absolutely shitfaced but your best friend was generous enough to self-designate as the person who would wrangle everyone and make sure your group was safe. 

To be fair, she wasn’t alone. Your other friends drank considerably less than you did. They were all aware of their surroundings while you were ogling at the menu of a McDonald’s, thinking you could totally eat forty chicken nuggets, large fries, a soda, and a McFlurry. Probably an apple pie too. 

“I’m getting you the ten-piece nugget meal and a Sprite,” one of your other friends says. 

You give her a dopey nod and she ushers you between two other friends that guide you to an empty table. 

Tapping your fingers on the surface, you try to match the rhythm of the song playing on the speakers above you when another voice speaks next to you. A man’s voice. 

Sirens go off as your friends tell him to leave you alone, but you know that voice. 

Looking up, you squeal and jump into the man’s arms.

“Hayden!”

“Hey, you little firecracker.” 

“Oh my god, it’s been so long!”

You turn to your friends excitedly, explaining how the two of you were good friends in college. Stuck in the same dorm with a crowd of idiots, you did more than tolerate each other’s existence. 

Hayden delves into a story about a biology class you were both in and you remember a conversation between the two of you one late night while studying for midterms. 

“You dating anyone?” he had asked.

“Pfft, no,” you scoffed. “Boys are dumb.”

“But I’m smart, right?” He threw you a wink. 

Your mind buffers for a moment, heart fluttering at the flirtatious gesture but you quickly snub him. “Your intelligence is tolerable.”

“Hey,” he laughs, throwing an eraser at your head.

“Ow!” You responded before tackling him. In a flurry of giggles and struggles, you straddled him and pinned his wrists down. “I win,” you said, satisfaction coating your face.

He huffed. “Fine.” 

You crawled off of him, resuming your position seated on your mattress and leaning against your dorm wall.

“Don’t you think it’s like…weird?”

“What?” you chuckled.

“That we’re just a flesh suit filled with hormones and that’s how we figure out who we’re going to end up with for the rest of our lives.”

“Well, when you put it that way, yeah, it’s weird,” you began. “But you know there’s more to it.” 

There was more to that conversation than you can remember at the moment, but you vividly recall how it ended.

“I think I’ll be single for the rest of my life,” you resigned.

“Well, maybe not.” Hayden poked your leg to get your attention and you cocked an eyebrow at him. “What if…if we’re still single and thirty, we’ll get married?”

“Hayden, I just told you there’s more than hormones–”

“Yeah, yeah but you know,” he shrugged. “I tolerate you.”

You didn’t miss the teasing lilt in his voice. “And I tolerate you.” 

“Then it’s settled!” He offered his hand for you to shake. “Single and thirty, we get married, and you and I will tolerate each other for the rest of our lives.”

Your friend calls your name and you snap out of your reverie, looking at her.

“Huh?”

“You never told us about Hayden,” she wiggles her eyebrows at you. 

“Oh, well, after graduation we just fell out of the loop with each other. What are you doing here?”

“Bachelor party,” Hayden points with his thumb over his shoulder to three men gathering food at the counter.

They come over, settling on the table next to the one your friends picked. Hayden introduces you and you try your best to remember everyone’s names. 

Settling back into your seat, you wait for your food to arrive and Hayden offers you some french fries. You adjust the sash around your shoulder, wanting to save it for the next birthday celebration in your friend group.

“‘Dirty 30,’” Hayden points out.

You hum and nod, taking a sip of his drink as he offers it to you.

“You still single?” he asks quietly, but it catches everyone’s attention. 

Your face heats up and you smile bashfully, nodding. “You?”

“Yeah,” he shrugs and returns your smile. 

You could’ve guessed what he'd say next, but you’re surprised nonetheless. 

“Let’s get married, then.” 

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[burberryfaerie]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒

hayden (harvard hottie) x woc!reader

summary: you and your golden boy have an eventful date in new york city.

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, lots of flirting

three knocks could be heard from the front door of your tiny apartment, once the door was opened, it revealed a shy hayden with orange flowers wrapped in newspaper, his cheeks rosy crescents and his neptune eyes caught the galaxies behind yours, as if the lonesome, cold planet has finally found his home.

"hi pretty boy." you gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek while he carefully placed his hands on your sides.

"hi, i picked them especially for you." he handed you the flowers as his strawberry lips curled into a small smile, and god how badly you wanted to kiss them.

"you shouldn't have." you took the flowers from him and placed them in a small vase filled with water, "thank you pretty boy."

"so, shall we go?" he lend you his arm and off you went.

your first stop was the metropolitan museum of arts. the wide halls of the museum were filled with majestic sculptures of gods and goddesses of myths and tales. if you weren't in your right mind, you would've mistaken harvard's golden boy as one.

hayden guides you by the hand as you both wander the vermilion corridors, hopelessly lost in the labyrinth of exhibits and galleries.

"do you think we'll end up like them? hung up in a museum while people share our tales and admire our bodies?" your playful question let a chuckle out of your pretty boy.

"hmmm, why not? i know for a fact that you will be so admired, aphrodite, athena and artemis merged into one person." his strawberry lips were caught between his crystal teeth as he eyed your figure.

"whatever you say, pretty boy." the petname that rolled out of your mouth like red liquor made him want to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck and stay there forever.

in the fuzzy euphoria of rushing feet, hushed giggles and effervescent laughter, lingering touches and stares that made their skins jump, you and hayden shared the love of knowledge through arts.

painting that held meanings with every flow of their brushes, paintings that held history within their frames.

as you both left the halls of the met, your fingers intertwined and bodies stuck together like metal and magnet. you looked up at hayden's face which was covered in copper constellations, if you you had all the time in the world, you'd kiss each and every one of them, then write the story behind them.

"will we ever make it to the louvre?" your left cheek was resting on hayden's shoulder, your fingers drawing figure circles on his hand.

"i'll show you the world, pretty girl, and i'll let the world see you." he placed a sloppy kiss on your temple. you perked your face up at him, and placed a passionate kiss on his feverish lips, which he gladly returned by holding your head closer.

the kiss was needy, loving, and longing. you felt shooting stars in your stomach, rare but so unique. the universe was spiraling into a never ending loop that you felt every jiffy of.

"love is pain in disguise, a scorpion lying in wait for the right moment, to strike inject you with its poison before scuttling off into the shadows.

and i know that I'll gladly follow you into the shadows." your fingers caressed his face before trailing his abdomen and drawing circles there, a habit anxiousness has created for you.

"and i know for a fact that I'll never scuttle off to the shadows without you, you have bewitched my soul to never leave yours." he held you close like you were his final resort, and kissed away your pains once more.

"so, you're still in for pizza in harlem?" his playful tone returned, causing you to blurt out a giggle.

"of course, pretty boy."

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[bigtreefest]

I WANNA MARRY HARVARD HOTTIE FROM THE NANNY DIARIES……… movie review coming soon

#swoon #harvard hottie #the nannie diaries #chris evans

[georgiapeach30513]

Keys in Your Ignition, Part 29

Summary:  you have your doll baby!

Pairings:  Hayden Everett X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, PIV sex, unprotected sex, sleepy sex, pillow talk, creampie, alluding to Angel’s abuse, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  6.5K

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*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

“Mmm,” Hayden moans as he kisses over your shoulders.  His hand wraps around your waist, dipping below your panties, and your back arches into him.  “How are you already wet?”

“I was dreaming that you were fucking me in my sleep,” you whisper, and Hayden pulls aside your panties, and you feel the heavy weight of his cock on your backside along with his heated breath on your neck, “Just stick it in.”

“Woman, don’t rush me,” he gives a quick peek over your shoulder to ensure that Cozy was sleeping with her little diaper butt stuck in the air.  “I want another one,” you give him a quick smack to his arm.  “She’s so cute though.”

“Please don’t talk about our daughter and how cute she is when…ahh,” you both whimper as he slides in balls deep.  “Haydes,” pulling his arm up higher, you hold onto him tightly as he pumps into you.  Nothing but you and him, airy breaths and his strong and still gentle touch.  The best wake-up call.  Enjoying every moment that you could with him in this way.  Not that sex was the only reason you loved Hayden, but the fact that he was the only one that got to have this part of you made you that much more desperate for him.

Your husband was a horny man, but he knew how to take care of you, and your emotional needs, and especially your physical needs.  He knew that since Cozy was born you just want something sweet and sensual.  And the way that he continues to kiss on your neck, moaning with every soft stab into you.  When you start to get a little too loud, the hand you're gripping onto moves to put two fingers into your mouth.  Keeping it busy and quiet as his motions quicken.

“Doll, baby, you almost close?”

“Mhmm,” you mumble over his fingers.  Giving the digits a suck, just to hear him moan in your ear.  

“Eh,” Cozy sits up in her bed, rubbing at her eyes, and looks directly at the camera, “Eh,” her cries are not even cries, just the sweetest little noises so you know she’s awake.  “Eh.”

“Uh-uh,” you shake your head back and forth.  “Finish,” he moves a bit faster.  Rutting into you with more need, and then the bottom lip juts out on your baby.  Her cry gets a bit louder, but it’s still the sweetest little thing.  Screams did not happen with this baby.  They were soft cries, and she made everyone’s heart break every time.

You have to keep Hayden focused, or he will lose control, “Dada,” she only said that when she was demanding attention.  “Dadadadada,” and the cry that follows is a bit more painful, and then her hand slaps on her bed, and the most pitiful, “Mama!”

“No!” Hayden grunts on your back.  Giving your shoulder a little nibble as he drives into you.  You were the weak one when it came to her.  “Don’t you dare.  Uh!  Oh god.  Doll, I feel you, baby.  You’ve got me in a fucking vice grip.  Let go.  Let go for me, sweetheart.”

The way he takes care of you, and the way he holds off on his own pleasure, just to make sure you get off first.  He is perfect.  You couldn’t imagine a better person to spend your life with, or make the sweetest little pouty babies with.  “Don’t listen to her, right now.  Doll, listen to me, baby, I’m so close.  You feel me?  You feel how you have me twitching?”

“Yeah,” closing your eyes, and blocking out her sweet cries of dispair, you are only there for Hayden.  Feeling every part of him.  Every inch, every ridge, and even the slight curve to his cock.  “Haydes!” Your back arches even more, letting him go even deeper, and with two more hard thrusts, he shoots his load deep into your womb, leaving the two of you panting, and holding onto each other.

“Mama,” her pitiful little cry was still so soft, as she presses her head against the side of the crib, making you pout as she calls out for you again.  Already growing weary of you not responding.

“Haydes, she needs me,” you turn to look at him, pouting.

“Yeah, I bet your boobs are nice and full.  Ready for her to suck on.  Go on.  Go get our baby so she can nurse, and stare at me.”

“Mama.  My mama.”

“They do hurt though.  You know she loves you.”

“And she’s obsessed with you and the Andy Barber.  If she hears either of your voices, she completely ignores me.  It’s cruel.  She’s a meanie,” you give him a quick kiss to his nose, trotting off to the bathroom to clean yourself up, while he straightens up the bed.  “I’m going to grab something to drink while you get her, do you need one of those boobie cookies?”

“Quit calling them boobie cookies,” giggling when you walk back into the bedroom.  “They help with milk production.  They’re good for us.”

“Yes, yes.  Good for the boobies.  What’s good for the boobies is good for the Cozy girl, and for daddy,” he wiggles his eyebrows at you, and when Cozy softly cries again, you run off to grab her, ignoring him in the process.

Creaking open the door, she gives you the sweetest smile despite the tears that have made her chubby cheeks glisten.  “Mama,” she whispers, clapping her hands.  “My mama!”

“Good morning, Cozy baby.  How did you sleep?  Nom nom nom,” you pick her up, nibbling on her chubby little cheeks, and she reaches back to her bed making grabby hands at her little gray bunny.  “Okay, I’ll get it, my darling.  Your cousin Sailor has one, too. She does.  And it was…it was going to be your big sister Luna’s.  Let’s get you changed, my baby.  And then we’ll go get in the bed with daddy, while you nurse.  Does that sound good?”

“Yeah,” she whispers out, letting you lay her back on the table to change.  Hayden hangs out in the bedroom, watching and listening to the two of you on the monitor with the sweetest smile.  Hearing his two girls babble in the morning.  Bonding while you ready her for the morning, with lots of kisses, and cuddles.

“And Cozy is finished.  Can you quit eating BunBun?  Let’s go see daddy, okay?”

“Yeah!” She grabs a hold of your arm as you carry her into the bathroom, getting the biggest two teeth smile when she sees her daddy, “Dada!”

“Are you going to let daddy hold you?”

“No,” she continues cheesing, holding you even tighter when Hayden’s face falls.  He looks up at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes.  You knew he was only playing, but man, if he wasn’t so proud of his daughter.  He could never get enough of her, and wanted to hold her any chance he could.

“Leave her be.  She is ready to…”

“Suck on the boobies!”

“Yeah!”

“Stop saying that, Haydes,” giggling as you sit down beside him, and Cozy was already pulling your pajamas down.  Mouth wide open as she tries to latch on.  “She’s going to go school telling everyone she loves to suck on mama’s boobies.”

“Not as much as daddy loves sucking on them,” Cozy gives a bit of a growl as Hayden pushes back her soft curls.  Their eyes locking together, and never looking away, “See, she’s torturing me.  She’s proving that she gets to suck on the boobies while people watch, but I can’t suck on the boobies while people watch.”

“Next time we’re at your parents’, just sit in my lap, and pull out my tit and start sucking then.  Or maybe in front of Steve and Tulip.  I mean, Bucky is still crashing at their house, maybe he would like the show.”

“Cozy, I see where you get your meaniness from; your mama is just as mean.”

“Ow!” You playfully scream when Cozy growls again, getting a little smack on the chest from her.  “You tell daddy that he’s being silly.  He gets to suck on things that no one else gets to, huh?”

“Please don’t talk about me sucking on your cupcake in front of her.  I get it, what I get to play with no one does.  And Cozy, I sure do love playing mama.  I like playing with her a lot,” his voices gets softer as he moves in closer to you with a dopey grin.  Not stopping until it’s your lips pressed against his.  The two of you caught in the sweetest little kiss.  Mornings have never been more sweet than when you had a baby.  Even if she was pushing his arm away.  Even if you could hear the Doodle’s feet upstairs as him and Curtis get out of the bed.  Right now it was just you and Hayden, and Cozy.

“Your boyfriend and our first child will be in here in a second,” he says when you cant find the will power to pull away from his kiss.  “I seriously think he just wants to see your boobies.”

“He knocks at the door,” you mumble, trying to pull him closer.  “After Doodle goes outside.”

“I’m only kidding.  I know he’s already seen your boobies.”

“Shh, just kiss me, daddy.”

“Growl, yes ma’am.”

“No!  Call me baby.”

“Whatever you need Doll, baby,” he says as he closes the gap between you again.  Slotting his lips against yours.  The best mornings happened every morning.

“Mama?” Cozy pouts up at Hayden, while you finish up a test.  She didn’t hate Hayden, she just was attached to you.  Giving her dad a little irritated grunt, and she was looking at the office, pumping her fist towards the door, “My mama?”

“Mama is working, baby,” she shakes her head no, still looking towards the office, ready for you to get her.  “Yep, do you want daddy to wear you?” Excitedly Cozy nods her head, leaning over to lay her head on his belly, “That sounds so weird.  Let me get, ah, the carrier,” reaching towards the carrier that stayed beside the couch, Cozy bounces up and down ready to be worn and walk around.

“Front or back?” That chubby little hand pats on his belly, and he gets so proud of her, “you are the smartest little thing ever.  Yep, smart like your mama and your daddy.  Does my Cozy baby want puffs or yogurt?”

“Yeah!”

“Okay, both it is there.  Here you go, let’s get a snack, and we can throw a ball to Doodle, okay?”

“Yeah!”

This is how you found the sweetest things in the world.  Hayden throwing a ball to your bestest boy, while he constantly hands Cozy one of her snacks and her chubby little self happily screeches at Doodle.  His nose gives her flailing feet a tap every time.  “You know, Haydes, I thought you were sexy when I saw you shirtless for the first time.”

“I know you did, baby,” leaning to the side, he gives you a quick kiss, shushing Cozy when she says mama, “Quiet, Coze, daddy still wants to hold you.”

“But this,” you give that sweet little angel on her daddy’s chest a kiss to her head, and she looks up at you, still repeating her mantra of mama, “Our little fenced in backyard, with our handsome boy, this sweet babe on you…Haydes, this is you at your sexiest.  Like how could I want anything more?”

“Well, you are almost finished with school, and you my beautiful wife will be a CPA.  I’m just glad that you let me share this life with you,” Doodle stops in his tracks, howling suddenly, “We have company.”

“Uh huh.”

“And you knew, and didn’t tell me.  That can only mean one thing.”

The side gate opens up, and in trots Andy, Amaris, and even the caseworker that didn’t seem to be away from these two, even if Andy wasn’t giving any information on that.  “Andy Barber,” Hayden turns towards the trio, and Cozy’s legs go stiff, kicking out.  “No.”

“Dede!”

“It sounds like you’re saying daddy and it hurts my feelings,” you swear that Cozy and Hayden could have a pouting contest against each other.  She learned the jutting out lip directly from her dad

“Dede!” She squeals again, the biggest grin on her face.  “Dede!”

“Can I get her?” Andy snorts, holding his own hands out, while Cozy tries to wiggle her way out of her confines.  Reaching up towards her uncle, and almost vibrating with excitement that he was there.  “Dede brought Ama, and Angel to come see you, sweetheart.  C’mere.”

Your eyes move immediately to Andy’s shadow as she watches him hold your daughter so sweetly.  Amaris already runs with Doodle, while you have to hold Hayden since he was pouting, “You had her for a couple of hours all to yourself,” you try to remind him.  Letting him know that he had her all to himself while you finished up some work.  Got to take a nap with her and Doodle in the bed.  She was even laying on his belly.  And you had to miss it.

“And she hates me because I gave her a bottle,” Cozy’s head shoots over towards you, and looks at your chest, and holds Andy even tighter, “See, she likes Dede and boobies.”

“She’s like you, babe.  Come on, Angel, you want to help with dinner?  Curtis should be here soon.  Amaris?  You want to make brownies or just play with Doodle dude until Coco gets here?”

“You’re leaving me alone with the Andy Barber?” Hayden pulls you into him, whispering in your ear before you can get away.

“Yes, and let Cozy be your buffer.  You’ll be fine.  You’re a big boy now.  And if you’re a real big boy, I’ll give you a pumpkin cupcake as a treat, okay?” He sweetly nods his head, making sure to get another kiss before you leave his side.

“But with our next baby, can you make them love me more than you?”

“Yes, Haydes.  Behave,” motioning for Angel to join you, she follows you in the kitchen.  Waiting on you to give her direction, and helping immediately.

Her focus randomly drifts out the door, watching your blushing husband showing off the work you two had been doing for Cozy’s backyard oasis.  Her eyes fondly staring at Andy holding your little baby.  Getting a warm smile when Cozy pushes her hand against his mouth, and you watch as Angel’s hand gently caresses her stomach.  Even the way she watches Amaris, laughing quietly out loud.

“So…what’s going on between you and Andy?”

“Uh…well…”

“Is it serious?  I mean, does Amaris know that you two are…?”

“No,” she blurts out immediately.  “We’re saying it’s to see how she’s adjusting.  This is new territory for all of us.  Especially me.”

A comfortable silence moves over the kitchen, but she never strays from looking towards Andy, and the kids.  A longing look clouding her eyes.  “Doll, can I ask you a personal question?” You nod at her, deciding that dinner was prepped and started enough to move closer, and she only slightly backs away.  “How long was it before you and Hayden…had intercourse?”

“Oh.  Oh, well that…it’s difficult to say.”

“That soon?”

“No.  No, I uh…I was raised in a motorcycle club.  My mother died when I was young, and…I was taught to be an eventual old lady, and my purpose was to be there for my husband’s enjoyment.  Do whatever he likes.  I first experimented with my crush and brother’s best friend, had a miscarriage, and later got into the most toxic relationships I could imagine with my dad’s best friend, and my brother’s at the same time.  I was lost, and drowning, and Curtis brought me to his family.  And a few months later I met Hayden, and…we took things painfully slow.  I didn’t want sex to confuse my head with how I felt about him.  I don’t regret that time, and I appreciate him and us more because of that.  Hayden was patient, and the perfect gentleman.  He let me lead the speed of our relationship.”

Looking down at the countertop, she nods her head.  Her finger draws circles on the surface, and she looks back one more time at Andy who was nibbling on Cozy’s cheek, while hugging Amaris up against him.  He was built to be a father.  “I want to give him that.  I love that Cozy loves him, and he gets to experience a baby.  But I’m scared.”

“Why?”

“I’ve never…I have, but it was never my…m-my choice, and…”

“Can I hug you?” She looks up at you confused, and you don’t need her to say more if she didn’t want to.  You knew the story and how she got into social work, and how she was in the foster system growing up.  She was trusting you enough, but you didn’t need to know the details.  “I want to give you the ability to choose whether you want me to touch you or not.”

She sighs, and leans in to hug you.  Pulling you in closer, and melting into you quickly.  “I’ve never told anyone that, but Andy.”

“He’s a good man, Angel.  The fact that he’s keeping you around means he’s willing to wait.”

“What if I never can?”

“Then worry about that then,” she slides away from you.  Inhaling and exhaling slowly as she stares blankly at Andy.  “I started off with touching myself.  Get comfortable with me.  And then naturally Haydes’ and my relationship progressed.  Our kisses lasted longer.  My body craved his.  I would straddle him, and you know grind on him.  A lot of clothes on stuff happened.  And then…I felt him a few times before he was ever inside me.  There’s ways.  And I didn’t feel empty afterwards.  I wanted more, and when I was ready I knew.  I didn’t want to hold back.  I wanted him, and I loved him, and…it was the best thing that happened.  Because we’re now married, and I have something I’ve always wanted.  I…we made our dreams happen.  I’ve never been happier, and tomorrow I will be even happier.  And the next day, even happier.  It happens everyday.  He’s my best friend.”

“What about Curtis?” Angel laughs through her tears.  Her hand wipes away the streams pouring down her cheeks.  “They call him your boyfriend.”

“Curtis is my friend.  And one of my best friends, but there’s things I don’t share with him.  I share everything with Hayden.”

“Even bodily fluids.”

“Even that,” there was something satisfying about talking to someone in this way.  Getting to be a bit more candid with a female.  Being open with someone completely, because Tulip didn’t want to know, and Bubs was so guarded.  “I know Haydes is a lot for some people.  But he’s my perfect.  He’s someone I see sitting on our back porch steps, watching our grandchildren play back here.  Or just laying in the bed holding each other with our wrinkled hands.  I want to grow old with him, and I’m going to laugh everyday.”

“Andy isn’t the funniest,” another look to the back, and this time Andy catches sight of her, and the two share the sweetest lingering look, and her hand was back on her stomach again.  “He’s corny.  Corny dad jokes.”

“But he makes you laugh.  He doesn’t make you cry.  Trust your gut.  You want him.  He wants you.  Let him continue to take your walls down brick by brick, until the passion and lust is too much and you react.  That’s all it is,” the outside party walking towards the backdoor has Angel getting from her stool, and going to the half bath.  “If you need to freshen up, you can use our bedroom,” you tell her.  Thankful she was getting a moment to recenter herself, and breathe without prying eyes, and Andy who couldn’t touch her with Amaris around.

Doodle runs straight to you, and you give him the best head scratches.  Seeing your smiling baby squeal when she reaches towards you.  The prettiest smile on her face as she starts to clap, and her legs flail around the closer she gets to you.  Holding her high above your head when you take her from Andy, bringing her back down for the sweetest kisses.  “Okay, you need some floor time.  Are you going to be on the floor with Doodle to play?”

“Yeah!” She screams, and the second she’s in the floor she crawls over to her toy box, and starts throwing out stuffies into the floor.  Looking at each one carefully until she tosses it aside.

“Watch this,” Hayden whispers to Andy.  “Look how smart my babies are.”

“Uhh!” She screams out when getting to the bottom.  Sitting on the floor she turns to look at her mess, making sure she didn’t make a mistake in identifying what she was looking for.  Scanning over every stuffed animal, until looking at Doodle, “Do!”

Doodle snorts, but trots into her room, coming back with BunBun in his mouth, and Cozy squeals again.  “That bunny gets around,” Andy notes, winking over at Amaris who had her own version of a gray bunny.  “Cozy baby, why do you only like stuffed animals?” She answers by squeezing onto her bunny, and looks up at you pitifully.  Ready to be held closely.

“No, it’s not time.  You play,” silly girl.  Trying to trick her way into nursing.  She wasn’t even sleepy.  Looking towards Doodle she crawls over to her buddy, sitting right next to him, and babbles to the toys surrounding them.  Picking each one up, but BunBun stays right in her lap.  

“She’s so cute,” Angel says, a sneaky little hand grazing against Andy’s.  Amaris was in the floor with them, none the wiser as to what her dad was doing.  Laying on her belly as she talks to Cozy’s BunBun with a different stuffed animal of a bear.

“She’s rotten,” Hayden takes a seat on the couch, and pulls you over into his lap.  “Aren’t you, Cozette?  Are you rotten to the core?”

Nonsensical baby talk is spoken towards Hayden, but it ends in sweet little giggles, and her mouth turns into a perfect circle, hearing Curtis’ truck rumble into the garage.  Pointing at the door, “Co!” She claps, crawling a little bit to the door, but sitting still on her foam mats.  

“That is your Coco,” you tell her, and her eyes never leave the front door.  Laughing when he bursts through.  “Oh no,” you pout, and your bottom lip juts out.  He did it.  He said he was going to.  Showed you a picture of them and commented how their wrinkled butts looked just like Cozy’s chunky self.  “You didn’t.”

Doodle’s position turns to get in front of Cozy.  Looking up at Curtis feeling betrayed, and his brown eyes glare up at him, “Buddy, I had to.  Look at hims wittle winkle butt.  Doesn’t him wook wike Cozy?”

“Co!”

“Doodle, you wanna sniff him?” Curtis asks, kneeling in front of Doodle and Cozy, but Doodle sneezes instead, and haughtily walks over to his bed.  His pouting eyes staring at the puppy that Curtis places in your hand.  “Coze, come look at him.”

Cozy looks towards her Doodle, and back at the puppy, and Amaris, sits beside Hayden, giving the puppy a little pet.  “Baby, Coco got you a puppy.  He said you needed it.”

“Co?”

“Yes, Coco got you this wrinkle butt puppy.”

“Ehh!” She squeals, crawling over towards you.  Hating that she could pull herself up now.  And she points at his nose.  Looking up at you and Hayden.  “Co!”

“Yes, this is Cozy’s puppy.”

“Mek!”

“No, milk right now.  You can pet him,” exhaling deeply, her hand touches the pup, and she moves it back quickly, laughing at you and her daddy, and then looking up at Curtis, and back towards Andy.  Smiling so wide that her eyes were squinting, “You telling everyone he’s your puppy?” Nodding her head, she tries it out again.  Softly touching his head, and when he licks her, she laughs again.  “Doodle, you’re still our sweetest boy.”

“And he gets alone time from the pup.  You go to work with Hayden,” Doodle picks his head up only to lay back down.  “Oh, come on, big guy.  We’re still pals.  You’ll still get to sleep upstairs, or on the stairs, or in front of Cozy’s bed.  Wherever you want.  That’s your baby brother, and you got to teach him the ways.”

“My?” Cozy looks up at you, petting the new puppy’s head softly.  All the while Angel and Andy move even the tiniest bit closer together, not even noticing how Amaris was watching them more than the puppy.  Cutting her eyes over at her dad and her, but smirking as she watches them.  They forget just how smart Amaris actually is.  

“Yes, my Cozy.  Dis is your puppy.  And dat is your Doodle, and daddy’s.”

“Dada my Do,” saying his name causes Doodle to harumph his way over to Cozy, sitting in the floor beside her.  And her sweet little hand runs through his mane, and she leans over on him, giving him a little hug, “My Do!”

“Yes.  Now, let’s eat.”

“Mek!”

“Okay, you guys eat.  Cozy needs to be changed and have a snack.”

“Doll, baby, we’re going to wait on you.  You go feed the babe, and give me a kiss.”

“Here.  Hold her.  I’m going to get Sailor dressed for bed,” Tulip places Cozy in Bucky’s arms, and he stares down at the little girl confused.  “Oh, good grief, Buck.  Doll and Hayden know you won’t leave, so you’re always here.  You’re going to have to be around her.  And don’t say it, Steve will be back in like five minutes.  And don’t let her fall on the floor.”

“What?” He shouts as she walks away.  “Why would you say that.  Don’t,” he tells Cozy as her lip puckers out.  Scratching beside her ears.  “What did I do?” Tears brim her eyes, and she starts to pull at her ears.  Her lip trembling, and she won’t look away from Bucky, “Tulip!  Make it stop!”

“Stop screaming!” She whisper screams, holding Sailor who only had on a diaper, but she steps back into the living room to chastise Bucky.  “Doll and Hayden don’t raise their voices.  You’re scaring her.  Now, just hold her.  Softly.  She’s a soft baby.  Get her bunny.”

“BunBun!” She pouts even harder, reaching towards the floor, and Bucky holds her onto her, leaning into the floor to retrieve it.  “My mama?”

“Uh…she’s…she had to go on a date with your daddy.”

“Dada?”

“Yeah.  They’re coming back.  Oh,” Bucky says softly as Cozy snuggles into his chest.  Rubbing her nose over the bunny, trying to stop her tears.  “I get your name.  You just like to be extra cozy, huh?”

“My mama,” she whimpers.  Her breathing gasping through her cries that she tries to stop.  Taking comfort from BunBun’s soft form while she slowly gets more calm.  Her little hand grasping to his shirt.  “My mama.”

“She’s something, huh?  She’s surprised even me.  Your dad can’t be too bad of a guy, because he definitely fits in with your mama,” her head pops up as she looks at Bucky.  She gives a point to his nose, and she giggles a bit.  “Yeah, I’ve known your mom since she was about your age.  She grew up.  Grew up real…well, she’s…your mom is still hot.  One of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.”

“Yep.”

“She did good.  You were…were supposed to have a sister.  She was my baby.”

“My mama.”

“Yeah.  With your mama.  I think that’s where the trend of the bunnies came from is her.  Sailor has her bunny,” Cozy pulls her bunny tight to her chest, smiling up at Bucky.  Blinking her eyes twice at him.  “You’re pretty cute.  I definitely see your dad in you, but those eyes.  You’ve got your mama’s eyes.”

“My mama,” she goes off on a tangent of nonsense, and Bucky’s eyes go wider watching her.  Her eyebrows animated as she speaks.  It was like she was having a full blown conversation with him, but it was indecipherable.  Using her hands to gesture about something.

“Yeah.  I agree with all that you said.  Your mom is a pretty cool human.  Even if she has an ugly star tattoo.”

“No, she doesn’t,” Tulip comes back, with Sailor running in with a sippy cup.  Crawling up into her dad’s seat while she waits on Steve.  “Doll had that thing removed before she ever got married.  It was painful.  But you can’t really see it anymore, huh, sweetheart?  You’re good with kids, Buck.”

“But,” Cozy points at his nose, and Bucky rolls his eyes.  “But!”

“See, what you did.  Now she’s calling me But.  It’s Buck.  Or Bucky.”

“It’s cute.  But you’re good with them.  Sailor, too.”

“I don’t think I want kids anymore.  I think I just wanted one.  It was really Doll that wanted kids.  And then it happened and…well, we see how this ended.  Doll got her baby, and you really are the cutest thing I have ever seen.”

“Doll has her a baby doll.  She acts so much like her mama at times.  So soft, and needing to be held and loved,” Sailor points at Cozy who was smiling up at Bucky.  Her little hand rubs over his cheek, before she snatches it away, giggling.  Holding her hand over her mouth when she gets too loud.

“Why is she doing that?”  Bucky asks, but couldn’t stop smiling at her precious self.  “She really is a cute little thing.”

“She’s flirting.  She does that with Andy, too.  Cozy, you want to put your jammies on?  Doodle and Diesel are sitting on the floor ready for you to lay down with them.  We got your pillow bed.  Come here,” she shakes her head no, laying back down on Bucky’s chest.  Whimpering about her mama.  “Oh, honey, they’ll be back soon.  Let me get you a bottle.”

“Mek.  My mama.”

“She wants Doll’s boob,” Sailor laughs when Cozy sits back up, and turns to look at her cousin.

“What?” Bucky looks at Tulip mortified, “Why does she want her boob?”

“She nurses, Bucky.  My god, stop being so dramatic,” Cozy’s lip puckers out, and a few sniffles escape her mouth before those eyes fill up with tears.

“She’s crying again.”

“Hers sleepy,” Tulip goes to reach for Cozy, but she shakes her head, laying back down on Bucky’s chest.  And he goes to rub his hand up and down her back.

“My mama!”

“The dog is coming over to her.  She has everyone trained.”

“He’s trying to comfort her, which isn’t what you’re doing, when your voice goes up an octave.  Shh.  Cozy, come here baby.”

“Mama!  Mek!”

Back and forth between the group continue, and when you open the door to Steve and Tulip’s house, Cozy turns to look at you.  Smiling in between her tears, and reaching towards you.  Her chubby little hands making grabby fists, and smiling bigger the closer you get, “Is Uncle Bucky holding you?”

“My mama!”

“Don’t take it personal, Bucky,” Hayden sits down almost right beside Bucky as you reach for Cozy.  Holding her tight to your chest, and she’s immediately running her hands down your chest.  “Doll, baby, go feed her.  We’ll leave when you’re finished,” carrying her into Sailor’s room, Hayden turns and looks towards Bucky.  “She’s cute isn’t she?  We made a cute baby.  My god, I love that kid.”

“She’s cute,” he looks at Hayden nervously.  Tapping his fingers on his knees, “I thought you said Steve was almost back.”

“Bucky, no hard feelings between us,” Hayden extends a hand over to Bucky, and Bucky gives it a slow look.  “I’m extending an olive branch.  It’s fine.  We fell for the same woman, but I married her.  And she’s madly in love with me.”

“Hayden!  Oh my goodness.  Sailor, you waiting on daddy?  Or you want to watch a movie in the bed with me?”

“Daddy!”

“Sorry, that was insensitive.  You treat my wife with respect, and you are kind to my daughter, I won’t hate you.  We all have pasts.  And seeing how we can’t get rid of each other, it’s okay to admit the two of you dated.  Well…you did…you were together.  It is fine.  I have totally moved passed it because I wake up next to her, and I get to see her with our daughter everyday.  So we’re good.”

“You’re a dork,” Bucky says, as he looks towards Hayden who was just smiling at Bucky, giving him a proud head nod.  Hayden was a dork, and he knew it.  “But you’re a lucky dork, who is good to her, and she loves you very much.  And yes, you made a cute baby.”

“One of the cutest.  Like, I get to see that sweet face everyday, and get to hear her and her mama call me daddy, and…ahh, it’s a beautiful life.”

You hear every word that they’re saying.  Staring down at your daughter whose eyes were fluttering closed.  You were so happy she got her daddy’s lashes.  The way they sit against her cheeks.  She was perfect.  Your life was such a roller coaster, but holding this sweet angel against your chest was enough to convince you it was worth it.

You had so many more laughs than cries.  The pretty house of your dreams, but inside was more than you could imagine.  And the fact that Hayden could proudly sit next to Bucky and tell him he didn’t care about the past.  You were his now.  An equal pairing, and you loved showing each other off.  

“You finished, sweet Cozy?” You whisper as she pulls off you.  Whispering some nonsense of her own.  Smacking her lips, and struggling to keep her eyes open.  “Let’s go get daddy and the boys, and we’re going to go home, okay?”

She was completely milk drunk.  Smiling with her eyes rolling in the back of her head.  Not wanting to lift off you as you walk into the living room, “Daddy, your baby is very tired.  She’ll go straight to bed.  And Curtis is having a sleepover.”

“Yep.  Tulip, thank you so much for keeping our baby and the boys.  Bucky, thanks for not being a punk.  And Miss Guppy…oh…thanks for being awesome,” he whispers to the sleeping toddler who was curled up in Steve’s chair.  “We’ll get her for your date night next time.  Doodle, buddy, follow mama.  Diesel, my man, you wander too much still.  Get in these arms.”

“Uh!” Cozy puts a leg up on the back porch, but drops it back down on the ground, looking over at Diesel who was also trying to climb the stairs as well.  Wearing nothing but a little dress that had her diaper sticking out of the bottom, and rolls upon rolls.  “Up.  Uh!  Dada!  My mama!”

“Your mama,” Hayden sits on the step looking at her and her partner in crime, “Is waiting on something.  She’ll be out in a minute.  Show Poppy and Nini how you walk.”

“No.  My mama.”

“You can’t walk, Cozy.  It’s not allowed,” Tara squats down, holding her arms out, “Come on.  Can you walk to Nini.”

“No,” she points into the house still not giving up on getting to you, but Hayden picks her up to turn towards Tara, giving her bootie a little tap.  “My mama.”

“Coze, you walk to me, and I’ll tell Poppy to go get your mama.  Come on baby.  Come see Nini.  I don’t think you can do it,” Cozy sticks her tongue out in concentration, and takes one step towards Tara.  Wobbly, and ready to fall, but she holds still until she catches her balance.  Taking another step so determined to get to Tara.  “There you go.  Come on.  Come to Nini.  Howard, tell Doll she needs to just get out here.  We’ll all check later.”

“Dad, didn’t I make the cutest baby?  Look at her.  Her chonky little legs walking like that?”

“Yes, son.  You made the most beautiful little girl.  I’m going to get your wife,” Howard softly walks through your house, and lets the office door creak open.  You sigh in relief but don’t remove your eyes from the computer.  You are still in disbelief at what the screen was saying, “Doll, you don’t have to sit there for results.  Your baby is taking steps outside, and I don’t want you to miss it.”

“I’m not waiting anymore,” you wipe away your steady flow of tears, finally turning back towards Howard.  Tear stained cheeks, and makeup that was long gone and wiped away.

“Honey, you can always take…”

“I passed.  I’m done.  I’m a CPA.  Howard, I did it,” your words rush out of you.  You said it.  It had to be real.  You read over that email so many times.  It wasn’t a dream.  This was a reality.

“Oh, Doll,” he takes a few steps towards you, giving you a big hug.  “You did it.”

“My daughter has a reason….Howard, she’s going to be so proud.”

“She was always going to be so proud.”

“And Haydes.  I gotta tell him.  And I can’t even think, and my baby is taking steps, and Howard, I passed.  I gotta…Hayden!  Haydes!” You didn’t mean to be rude.  But all you could think is getting to Hayden.  All those nights of studying.  The time you had to be away from your daughter to be in class.  The times that you were multitasking and letting her nurse while you studied.  It all had come to this shiny conclusion.

“Hayden!”

“Doll?” He asks, getting worried, grabbing up Cozy, and walking towards you, “Baby, what’s wrong?  Why are you crying?  What happened?  Are you okay?  Baby, talk to me.”

“I did it,” a hand rests on his hip, and you start to push yourself closer to your family.  “I’m officially your CPA wifey.  Cozy, mama did it!”

“Aye!”

“You…y-y-y-you…Ma!  My hot wife is now a hot CPA!  Doll…you…no more studying?  You did it?  Oh my god.  Dad, we need cake.  Ma, call everyone to come by and celebrate.  No!  Let’s go out to eat, and then you guys leave us alone, and I can congratulate my wife, and…”

“Hayden, son, you’re disgusting.  Cozy, let Nini get you dressed, while you’re parents make out for a minute.”

“No, my mama!  My mama, aye!”

“Haydes, we did it.  We…thank you, Haydes.  You’ve always believed in me.  And thanks to this beautiful baby, and our boys, and…we did this, Haydes.  We did it all,” you didn’t care who was watching.  You needed him.  Needed to feel him and remind yourself of how real he was.  Of how no one could ever compare to him.

You are able to feel your baby in his arms, while feel him on you.  You had done it.  You completed something.  You did it.  You did.  You did it all.  Even if no one else was proud, and they were, you are so proud of yourself.  Because, you.  Did.  It.

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[ana-deaky]

With Love || Hayden x Reader - Chapter 2

A/N: This series is heavily inspired by Love Rosie/Where Rainbows End.

Warning: Fluff, a blink-and-miss pang of sadness (??)

My Masterlist

Previously On With Love

All mistakes are mine own. Non-beta’d.

"Yes.", you said nodding. You took the kettle off the stove and let Hayden up the stairs to your room, where the baby was sleeping in your bed. You walked inside and towards the bed.

You carefully removed the pillows you placed on the sides so as not to wake Alex. You sat up on the bed next to Alex before you looked back at the door to where Hayden was now standing. "Come on.", you said waving towards the bed.

"He's so...", he paused for a second searching for a word to describe his son, "...beautiful". He turned to you with a curious smile which brought a certain glow to his eyes, those pale blue eyes, the same eyes that stared at you almost hauntingly for the past four months, "What's his name?", he asked pulling you out of the daze. "Alex", you said smiling knowingly. Hayden smiled to himself muttering, "Alex", and turned his gaze back to the baby, "That's a perfect name."

You wished you could capture a picture of this moment. Hayden was on his stomach, his right arm bend at the elbow, his index finger wrapped in your baby's fist while he was resting his head on the other hand. You were on your side next to Alex, watching Hayden smiling at the sleeping baby. A smile on your lips cherishing this union that was long overdue.

The two of you didn't speak for a long time. "You knew.", he whispered looking up from the baby to look at you. You shifted to sit up on the bed. "You knew, didn't you? At the coffee shop? You actually got in that day, didn't you?" You didn't say anything but nod. He looked up to look into your eyes. "You knew I would have altered my study plans and stuck around. I would've done absolutely anything to stay with you and *our* baby."

"Hayden, that is exactly why I didn't tell you. I knew you'd sacrifice everything and I couldn't let you do that."

"That wasn't your decision to make.", he said under his breath.

You slowly put your hand over his hand and softly said, "Hayden.."

He shook his head. "Not now. Right now I want to have this moment." "I know, I know. We can talk later.", you replied and retracted your hand. Hayden was looking at his son, your son as though this was the last time they'll meet. And you, you were reminiscing back to the time when.....

One year ago

Fifteen minutes had passed before you heard the bells clinging from the cafe's main entry from behind you. You being on the edge of your seat had been looking at the door after every single jingle of the bells and a mix of emotions ran right through you as you saw Hayden in his messy hair sporting his black t-shirt that never seems to get off of him.

"Have you been waiting too long?", he said pulling out the chair and sat down. You simply shook your head.

Being the childhood friends you were, you already had his chocolate milkshake with extra sprinkles ordered which he was quick to slurp up after the "apparent" jog he just ran. "So...?", he smiled as he whipped out a torn envelope from his back pocket and showed you, "I've got some news", he said grinning. "Oh my god, congratulations.", you said taking hands and squeezing them in yours.

"And yours?", he asked for which you responded with a bittersweet smile and shook your head and showed a torn envelope with the Boston Culinary School logo on it. "Oh Y/N", he took your hand, "You can apply again in 3 months and you can stay with me up in Boston and get thing set up, while you wait." "Hayden, it's alright. You don't have to.", you squeezed his hand, "Dad said that he can get me a job so I can get some work experience and then apply next year, I think it's a good suggestion, don't you?"

"I still wish you'd come with me..." *I wish I could too* "but as long as you are happy and you promise to come visit me, I am okay", Hayden said smiling and looked at you longingly. "I promise", you nodded. Hayden reflected your smile when his phone started blasting his Don't Stop Believin' tune, he gave a quick glance to the phone and went, "I have to run bub", he stood up, "I'll text you later?". You nodded l, after which you both stood up and hugged each other when he whispered in your ear, "Everything will be okay."

You watched Hayden as he exited the café and let out a sigh. Your attention turned to the little envelope in your hand which made you happy and sad at the same time, because little did Hayden know that you actually got into your dream college but a minor situation popped up from the most treasured night of yours and Hayden. You repeated in your head what Hayden told you last, "Everything will be okay", while your hand involuntarily moved over your belly.

Part Three PS: Yep, chapter three is in the works. If y’all wanna be tagged, comment or just send me a DM PPS: Sorry it took a year y'all. In my defense, the school had me writing essays all year long. Plus, I was majorly dissatisfied with the chapter for a long time, but this series is close to my heart so I pushed through and now we are here. Thank you so much to all of y'all for reading it! Much love!

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[natalope85]

30 Days of Chris Evans - Day 7: Harvard hottie (The nanny diaries)

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[captain-spacenerd]

30 DAYS OF CHRIS EVANS

Day 7 - Hayden aka "Harvard Hottie"

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[book-dragon-13]

HBC Spring Fling-Puppy Love

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