I write preferences.
WE FUCKING FOUND IT
WE FUCKING….. OMFG. WE FINALLY HAVE 4/4. I JUST.. I need to sit down.
Many babies treat their parents to their first smile when they’re between six and eight weeks old :)
Ashton: Jessica was crying. Something she seemed to always be doing and it was Ashton’s turn to try and figure out what was wrong. So far, he wasn’t getting anywhere. So instead, he had her propped up on his knees and had resulted in making ridiculous faces at her and he let out a laugh of disbelief when she stopped her crying and began watching him intently. It was as if she recognised who he was but didn’t understand what he was doing. Ashton crossed his eyes and poked his tongue out and he saw the tiniest of smiles grace Jessica’s face. He let out another laugh and picked her up, going in search of you. You were in the kitchen, stuffing some washing into the washing machine, looking up when the two of them came into the room. “My two favourite people!” you exclaimed, standing up to take Jessie from him. “Guess what?” Ashton said, rocking back and forth on his heels, smiling cutely at you. “What?” you asked, “You made the bed like I asked you to?” He gave you a pointed look, “No. Jessica, just gave me a smile.” Your teasing smile, “I missed it?!” He noticed your frown and shook his head, “Hey, it doesn’t matter. I’m sure I can get her to do it again…” He pulled a few more funny faces in an attempt, but to no avail. You smiled slightly and kissed his cheek, “Don’t worry about it Ash. She’ll do it again in her own time.”
Calum: The twins were both sat in their bouncy chairs, the two of them staring at you with blank expressions. Calum was asleep on the couch, having had a hard day on daddy duty. ”Oh…think about when your daddy is on tour and you’re a little bit older. You’re gonna outnumber me.” you whispered, mostly talking to yourself. “You’ll come on tour.” Calum said suddenly. You turned around to see him sitting up, rubbing his eyes before he came to sit down beside you. “Who’s my handsome boy?” you said quietly, playing with Noah’s little hand. He began moving his arms up and down and you saw his face light up. You froze as you saw that he was smiling. “Cal,” you whispered, “Look! He’s smiling!” Calum grinned at you before focusing his attention on Andrew, who was watching you with wide eyes. Calum took his little hand, bringing it up to his mouth pretending to bite it. You held your breath, hoping that he’d give you a smile like his brother and thankfully, he did. He was watching Calum and when his daddy pressed soft kisses to the bottom of his foot, he smiled. “There we go,” Calum grinned, “Now both our little boys are smiling.”
Luke: "Peekaboo?" you asked, leaning against the bedroom door, "Really Luke? Can he even understand what you’re doing?" He turned to glare at you, "Don’t be rude. Anyway, he seems to be enjoying it." You rolled your eyes and pushed off the door, making your way over to the couch, where he had Darren resting in between two large cushions. You knelt down beside them and watched as he continued playing the game. "Where’s Darren?" he asked in a stupid baby voice, hiding his eyes with his hands. You watched your son for any reaction and saw him not even watching Luke, but watching you instead. You smiled and reached down, giving his stomach a gentle tickle and you watched happily as a smile made it’s way onto his lips. "There he i-oh." Luke frowned, realising that Darren wasn’t even paying attention to him anymore, but the frown disappeared when he saw that his little boy was now smiling.
Michael: You were playing with Amy in your bedroom; she was laying on her back while you were blowing raspberries onto her stomach. Michael came in a few minutes later, smiling at the sight of his two favourite girls. You let him pick her up and watched as he held her up above his head, talking to her in a baby voice. Amy turned her head to the side slightly and she caught sight of herself in the mirror that was on the wardrobe door. Michael saw what she was looking at and lowered her, turning so she was looking at the mirror straight on. “Who’s that pretty girl?” he cooed, moving closer to the mirror. “That’s Amy,” he continued and you moved so you were standing beside them. He glanced down at you with a smile on his face and you both watched as Amy stretched her little arm out, mouth opening slightly as her reflection done the same thing. Then, a lazy smile made it’s way onto her face. “Mikey, look!” you said excitedly, “She’s smiling!” Michael pressed a kiss to her forehead, letting out a small laugh as she continued to watch herself in the mirror.
Ashton: Your mum had insisted on taking you out for coffee so you could have a rest for a couple of hours. Of course, you were wary; this being the first time you’d be leaving Ashton alone with Jessie and it wasn’t that you couldn’t trust him, you were just anxious. After he finally got you to leave, he ran up the stairs and into the nursery, seeing that his little girl was already wide awake. “Hello,” he grinned, leaning down so he could pick her up, “Who’s my beautiful baby?” She gurgled away to herself while he situated her against him as he carried her through to your room, slowly laying down on the bed. He then remembered what you said about skin to skin bonding and he realised that he should have done this when she was first born. With little hesitation, he pulled his shirt over his head and quickly got Jessie’s little onesie off before laying her back on his chest, shushing her as she began to grizzle and squirm around. “You really like to move around don’t you?” he whispered, letting his eye fall shut. When you came home, you eagerly rushed up the stairs, knowing that Ashton was probably in your room, smiling when you reached the doorway. The two of them were fast asleep, Ashton keeping a firm grip on Jessica as she rest on his chest. Daddy did a good job you thought as you decided to join them.
Calum: "Are you sure you can look after the two of them?" you fretted, looking from your husband to the twins who you had resting on either side of the couch, surrounded by pillows and such so they didn’t roll off. "(Y/N), you’re only going down the road to the shop. We’re gonna be fine." Calum chuckled, wrapping his arms around you, "Or don’t you trust me?" You scowled at him before resting your forehead against his chest, "You know I do. It’s just there’s two of them and one of you. How are you going to feed them both at the same time?" Rolling his eyes at your worrying, he pressed his lips to your forehead, "Go. The three of us will be fine." You nodded and let him help you get into your coat, "Well there’s bottles in the fridge I normally feed them in like ten minutes." It actually took him another five minutes to convince you to go and that everything would indeed be fine and once he finally got the door closed, he decided to feed the two of them now and he had a plan. One that he’d been wanting to try for a while. He got their car seats that were in the corner of the room and placed them on the dining room table and quickly situated each of them in one. He then warmed up the milk in the microwave, whistling to himself while he waited. After checking the temperatures on his wrist, he returned to his babies and since they were sitting up slightly, he didn’t need to worry about them choking or anything. "See?" Calum said quietly, mostly said to himself, "We’ve got a good little system here, huh? Maybe I’ll tell your mum about it…or maybe this could be our little secret." He then realised that he was rambling to himself and shook his head, smiling as the boys finished eating, freezing as he realised that he now had to burp them on his own.
Luke: It was seeming like little Darren wasn’t going to be happy unless someone was holding him and Luke had been reading up on how to bond with the little boy since you were the one who had carried him and you were the one who was spending the most time with him since Luke was always at the studio. Today however, was his day off and while you were having a bath, Luke spotted your front carrier for him lying on the table and he quickly strapped it on his chest and placed Darren into it. “Shall we do some housework?” Luke asked, getting the broom from the cupboard so he could sweep the floor. Luke whistled quietly to himself as he made his way into the kitchen. He then decided that he’d make you dinner and put the stove on. Looking down at Darren, he saw that he was watching him with large blue eyes and leant down to press a kiss to the top of his head. He decided that he was going to make pasta with a simple sauce, checking on his little boy every few minutes to make sure he wasn’t bothered by anything. You were intrigued by the delicious smell coming up from the kitchen and you cut your bath short, getting dressed before descending the stairs. When you saw that Darren was nowhere in sight, you made your way through to the kitchen, smiling at the sight of Luke bouncing about with your carrier on, talking to the baby in a hushed voice while stirring whatever was in the pot.
Michael: You were sat on the couch when Michael came down the stairs carrying Amy and you placed you magazine down as he sat down, pulling his legs up so the baby was resting on them. You leant over and pressed a kiss to her hair while he played with her little hands. “I swear we have made the cutest baby ever. I mean, look at her little face. And these tiny hands!” he smiled, bringing her hand up to his mouth, pretending to bite it. You giggled, hands resting on his legs as you looked down at her, “She is cute.” Michael smiled and leant over to kiss you, “You want anything to drink?” He shook his head as you got up from the couch, making your way through to the kitchen to make some tea. He smiled, looking down into Amy’s gorgeous eyes when he suddenly got an idea. He brought his hands up to cover his eyes. “Where’s Amy?” he asked in a ridiculous baby voice, “Where is she?” Amy gurgled to herself and he quickly pulled his hands away. “There she is!” he exclaimed, tickling her stomach with his hand. You came back through, having made him one too and you placed it down on the coffee table and when you looked over Michael’s shoulder, seeing that Amy was staring at him with a blank expression on her face. “She doesn’t understand a word you’re saying.” you smiled. Shrugging, he kept his eyes on Amy, “I don’t care. I’m just showing her some attention.” Shaking your head with a smile on your face, you grabbed the pile of laundry that was on the seat across from them and headed for the stairs.
I am so sorry about this long wait! I’ve been reeeealy busy with work and my family are moving so I’ve kinda been packing up all my shit and I hope you can all forgive me! :)
Ashton: For the past few days, whenever you tried to breastfeed your daughter, she would never latch on, which meant that you had to express countless bottles for her and today seemingly wasn’t going to be any different. Ashton came into the living room just as you let out a loud groan, taking a seat beside you. “She’s not latching on,” you whispered, “Why isn’t she latching on Ash?” He shushed you and pressed a kiss to your forehead, “Take a breath. We’ll try together okay?” Nodding, you let him wrap his arms around you and help raise your fussing daughter to your chest. He looked down at the top of your head, pressing a small kiss to your hair since you jumped as she finally latched on. “There we go.” he whispered, “She just needed a little bit of help.” Nodding, you rest your head back against his chest, “Thank you for helping.” Smiling, he shrugged, “It’s what I’m here for.”
Calum: He could see that you were absolutely exhausted. You were currently feeding Noah while he rocked Andrew to keep him quiet. “(Y/N)?”) he said quietly, “How about we use a bottle from the fridge you made up earlier?” You shook your head, “No. I want to feed both of them naturally. Not one.” Sighing, he sat down beside you, smiling slightly as Noah withdrew, “You’re exhausted and sore. Just please, let’s just use a bottle for a few days until you get used to the feeling.” Sighing, you finally gave in and nodded, “Okay. Go get a bottle and you can feed Andrew.” He was already up from his seat before your had finished talking and had made his way towards the kitchen. “Your daddy’s is so helpful.” you whispered, leaning down to press a kiss to Noah’s head, “I could get used to this.”
Luke: He came home from grocery shopping, putting the bags down in the kitchen before going in search of you. “(Y/N)?” he called from the bottom of the stairs, “(Y/N), you home?” He heard you say that you were before jogging up the stairs and into your bedroom. He found you in the process of pulling your top down and stilled in the doorway. “S-sorry,” he suddenly stuttered and he began backtracking out of the room. “Luke, don’t be silly,” you giggled, patting the bed beside you before Darren latched onto your chest. Swallowing quickly, Luke crossed the room and lowered himself beside you as he watched as his son fed. Suddenly, he snapped out of his trance as he realised that he was staring at your chest and quickly got up. “What’re you doing?” you asked, smiling slightly, “Luke, it’s nothing that you haven’t seen before.” He shook his head, scratching the back of his neck, “No, no. I..I have the groceries away anyway. Call if you need anything.” With that, he leant down and pressed a kiss to your forehead before practically running out the room.
Michael: He would always be fascinated when you fed Amy. He couldn’t believe that you were basically her main food source and that the milk that came from you had all the nutrients and such to keep her healthy and help her grow. The fact that he got to see your breasts was always a bonus too…kinda. “Michael,” you called from the living room, “Mikey, can you come help me?” He placed his guitar down on it’s stand before making his way through to you. “What can I do for my lovely girls?” he asked, kissing Amy’s fair hair before looking at you. “Could you help me with my top? She won’t stop fussing and I’m scared to let her go.” Nodding, he leant forward and untied the tie at the back and tugged it down for you, “How’s that?” You smiled and pressed a kiss to his lips, “Thank you. I just didn’t want to let her go in case she fell or something.” He chuckled and stood back up straight, “Call me through again if you need me to tie it back up.” You giggled as he winked at you, “I’m sure you’d love that.”
I know! I’m sorry I have been busy with work but I’m working on a few of them just now xx
Despite my initial thoughts of leaning towards no, I went and read up on all the information and my views changed. So I did vote yes, not that it made any difference cause we still lost