Ariana Grande Mom Imagines

Jealous

Ariana POV:

I sighed as Dalton tickled Y/N on the couch.

They have been hanging out for hours and the only contact I had with my baby was when I woke her up and brought her downstairs. She seemed really attached to Dalton today and I don't mind that, but I wish she would pay some attention to me.

"Who's my favorite girl?" Dalton said as Y/N squirmed under him.

Y/N turned 8 not to long ago and she really loved to play. When I would be working she would come in and ask me if I wanted to hang out downstairs, or if I wanted to watch a movie. She would always want to do something, the kid just can't sit still.

"Ha..Dad stop! I-I can't b...breathe!" She said as his fingers ran up and down her sides.

My eyes widened and I moved forward to them. 

"Dalton enough." I said as I gently push him away. 

I go to grab Y/N but she moves and slips away from me, giggling. Sighing, I sit back on the couch and put my head in my hands. Suddenly, a small face appears and Y/N squeezes between my legs.

"Why are you sad Mommy?" She says while grabbing my leg so she won't fall over.

"I'm not sad. Why would you think that?" I said, pulling her into my lap.

She wraps her legs around my hips and reaches up to play with my hair. 

"Because you had your face in your hands, and most of the time that means someone is distressed or downhearted." She said, braiding my hair.

I smiled at her words. Y/N was always a smart kid for her age. She has always had straight A's and she was always very literate. 

"I'm not sad mamas, I'm just bored." I mumble as I kiss her cheek. 

Her face lit up and she grabbed my hand, pulling me up from the couch and outside to the backyard. She grabbed a soccer ball and kicked it to me. I stopped it with my foot and kicked it back to her, and she easily got it. She put the ball between her feet and did a rainbow kick with it, then catching it with her foot and juggling it with her knees.

"Woah Y/N! That was cool!" Dalton said, standing next to me. 

I rolled my eyes at him and smiled at her warmly. He clearly noticed my annoyed state and pulled me to his chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist and forced me to look at him.

"I'm sorry for hogging our child." He said softly.

"I-it's ok." I stuttered. Dalton still had that effect on me, and I wasn't complaining.

He smiled and kissed me passionately, humming when I kissed him back.

"Ewwww get a room!" Y/N yelled, making a disgusted face. 

Me and Dalton looked at each other and smirked. We both ran at her and she screamed. Dalton picked her up and I grabbed her waist. We all went tumbling to the ground, laughing.

These were the moments that lasted forever, no matter how old we get.