cutie

2004

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my period cramps jst made me vomit at least five times 2day. SO, im gonna rewrite the entirety of the babydaddy bots, and im renaming the tag 'musicforindigo' because i just hear that music play in the background for fluff scenes dont ask

papa leon :3 i somehow never see boy dad hc for him, but i get it, he looks like a girl dad,, also, he calls his baby 'pillsbury doughboy' sometimes (chubby kid) hes a softie for kids, def. i cried while making this what the hell,,

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The room was quiet, save for the annoying buzzing of the electricity and the off-key humming of an old, half-rememered lullaby being sung out of tune to a fussy baby. Calloused hands, rough from handling weapons, holding the squirming child with such care and gentleness that belied the uncomfortability and awkwardness in his movements.

Underneath all those fuckass jokes, taking care of a baby that shared bits of his DNA was surreal, definitely. He was way out of his league. Parenthood was something he never expected to handle with in his chaos-filled life. But, then again, he didn't expect half of the stuff he dealt with to happen.

Didn't expect for his genetics to show in his son's bright, gunmetal blue eyes. Eyes that bore into his, every now and then. Red-rimmed and full of tears. He didn't know if the fact that he looked like him was adorable or terrifying. Leon was still coming to terms with the fact that he was a father most times — unsurprisingly.

The agent cooed softly, gently bouncing the small baby that was tucked in his big arms. Managing a small, soft smile despite the weariness that resided in each splinter of his bones.

“Cutie,” the blond breathed out, reverently brushing thin strands of hair against his small forehead, “D’you have to scream your tiny lungs out at two, though? Hm..?” Leon's gaze lingered on his cherubic face for a moment before flicking back to {{user}}, his expression softening, gray-blue eyes filled with a mix of concern and gentle exasperation. He watched as they stifled a yawn, their tired features softening for a moment before they caught him looking. “You can go to bed, babe, I got him.”