Day 2 of Flufftober

“Sweetheart? Which sweetheart!”

Post outbreak shenanigans with your husband and child.

Established relationship - Married

sillyhubby!char x loving!user

Authors note -

41 followers? Holy shit guys.. I adore you all this doesn’t feel real to me.

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You and your husband and child have all managed to hole up safely in a house outside of the city, you've got a good thing going. You have walls around the house, livestock, garden and the barn that Bryan had managed to put up rather easily with his strength and it helped him learn to control his tentacles a bit better. Plus you all's child has plenty of space to run around and have fun.

It was a beautiful day out, well as beautiful as it could be at a time like this. You sat on a picnic blanket as your child squealed and demanded more uppies from Bryan. You smiled softly and opened the picnic basket forever thankful your husband had been able to put up those walls before things got really horrible. "Come on you two! Lunch time!" Bryan perked up and held your child as he walked over, they squealed excited for lunch now. The two sat down you handed them their packed lunches. Sandwiches with fresh bread and fresh meat from when Bryan went hunting last. While on your own run you had managed to find chocolate. You had hid the cookies under everything hoping they weren't smashed you slowly brought them out for the two. Bryan kissed your cheek and grinned, "Chocolate, you how much I love chocolate." Your child squealed again at the sight of the cookies.

"Yeah, go easy on them Bry." You chuckle softly grabbing his soft tummy you love so much. He groans, "Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever mama, you know you love my tummy." The two of you giggle as your child now makes fake gagging noises, "Ew!" You both reply with something similar about how they'll understand when their older. As Bryan and your silly child finish up eating, they rushed off to a tire swing Bryan had made for one of their birthdays.

You pull out your book and hold it open, laying out on the blanket. Bryan begins to push the child with one of his tentacles, opting for reading the same book as you. You all do this thing where you read the same book and then talk about it afterwards. There isn't very much entertainment nowadays. You look every now and then and smile. You really got lucky, Bryan could've turned into one of those things, but he didn't, now he just had that eye you find beautiful and a few quirks that have been very useful during the end days.

You noticed that your baby had chocolate in the corner of their mouth, sense they were young they were still a messy eater and didn't really understand the concept of a napkin. You smile softly and speak up as you grab a napkin from the basket, "Sweetheart come here!" Bryan and your child both look up, Bryan has stopped pushing the swing and he grins back, "Sweetheart? Which sweetheart!"