for you

not good enough

"Okay Belle time to sleep girly...you have school tomorrow." Zach guides her to her room.

"But I wanna stay with you a bit longer..." She pouts.

"And you will baby...I'll be here to help you fall asleep."

She pouts adorably.

Zach picks her up.

"I know you don't wanna sleep Bee...but we can't play if you don't sleep well."

She keeps pouting.

"Cmon, ill even sprinkle you with my sleeping dust."

"Fine..." She sighs.

Zach sits down in her bed and dims the lights.

He leans against the headboard and starts cradling her to sleep.

Jack pokes his head in her room.

"Do you need help? I know it's harder to make her fall asleep on Sundays."

"I got it...dont worry."He says softly.

" Okay Bee...close your eyes hun I'm sprinkling some sleeping dust on you." Zach says softly.

"Don't forget the anti-nightmare dust." She mumbles.

"Of course not." Zach smiles.

The curly head gets in too and sits next to him.

"You want some sleeping dust too?" Zach jokes.

"Thats exactly what I want." They chuckle quietly.

Zach was gently patting her back.

"Zachy?"

"Yes baby? What's wrong?"

"Why didn't mom call?"

"Oh...s-she's probably busy hun...im sure she'll call tomorrow."

"What if she doesn't?"

Zach didn't know what to answer, so he turned to Jack.

"Then I'll talk to her when she returns."

"Talk or fight?" She asks.

The two adults pursed their lips.

"Talk Belle...ill talk to her." He says tightly.

"Okay dad...i believe you."

"I love you Belle...I really do."

"I love you too dadda...a lot." She mumbles, almost dozing off.

Jack pecked her forehead lovingly.

Soon enough, Belle was already snoring.

The men lay her down on the bed carefully and turn off the lights, closing the door when they leave.

"Good-"

Jack grabs his arm.

"C-Can you stay with me tonight? I-I need you."

Zach looks at Jack in the eyes and notices that he was teary eyed.

"Sure...lemme just put on my pj's and grab my pillow."

"Can I go with you? I don't wanna be alone."

"...sure...cmon." Zach grabs his hand and takes him to his room.

The brunet closes the door and grabs a shirt and some shorts.

He usually sleeps in just a shirt, but he doesn't want to make jack uncomfortable.