Pairing: Jake/Bella
Genre: Tragedy
Rating: T
Words: 500
Disclaimer: All Twilight character are owned by SM. I'm just borrowing them.
Prompt: prompt #12 of TR's weekly challenge - a picture of a man on his back with a baby leaning over his head to give him a kiss.
Memories
"Do you think I'll be a good mother?" she asks while lying in bed one night. Her delicate fingers rubs her swollen stomach.
"You'll do just fine," he says with a kiss to the tip of her nose.
She releases a puff of air and rolls her eyes. "I'm being serious." Her glare stops his laughter.
"Baby, what are you worried about?" He asks.
"It's just, I don't know how to be a mom. Is not like I grew up with a real mother." She huffs.
"You worry too much." He turns her chin so he could look into her deep chocolate eyes, "We are in this together, you and I. I promise, we will be the best parents ever!" His eyes widen with enthusiasm.
She giggles at this ridiculous facial expressions. He kisses her perfect mix-matched lips and tucks her into his warm. His massive paws cradle their cub as they drift into sleep.
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"Now, Micha, pay attention. You are going to have to know these things one day." His serious remark was meet with a drooling coo noise as the teething infant chews on his teething ring.
The child swings in his musical chair as he holds up tools, rattling off their names. Beast, the mammoth red truck she refused to get rid of, sits with its hood up in the Taj. He tinkers under the hood carefully explaining the process of an oil change.
"And that Micha, is how you do a proper oil change." The hood clicks shut as the child softly snores his response.
"Yeah, I guess it is naptime, huh, little man?" He cradles the sleeping pup close to his heart.
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Childish squeals float from the backyard. A beautiful brunette chases after a toddler. The little boy dodges his mother's attempts at catching him. Momma tries to cut the laughing child off at the pass.
"Daddy!" Micha screeches. "Wolf daddy is gonna get us!"
He crouches over and curls his large fingers like claws. With a playful growl, he prowls after the giggling pair.
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"Babe, have you seen my keys?" The fluster woman yells down the hallway.
"Right here." The rogue keys swing from his huge finger.
He kisses her on the lips. "Mmmm.". She opens her mouth the accept him inside. "I love you."
"I love you, too." She gives him another quick peck. "Micha, come on we are going to be late." She shouts.
The pups skids to a halt in front of his dad. "Bye Daddy. I love you."
He bends down and lifts his cub. With a bear of a hug, he kisses the boy's forehead. "I love you too pup. You be good for mom okay."
"Okay."
"Be safe," he says to his wife with another affectionate kiss.
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His large thumb rubs across the framed photo of his pup giving him a kiss. He takes another swig from the moonshine jug. The room reeks of alcohol. They know to leave him along on this day.
A/N: I write under a different pen name on Tricky Raven. Thank you!