One shots

Our Little Girl

"Who's daddy's baby gurl?"

Giggling and baby talk filled the living room of the small apartment. The masked man knelt on the floor, his black hair covering his head. The blankets that laid on the floor is where the giggling was coming from. A small baby laid on the bed. Grinning and wiggling to get away from her fathers hands.

"Where ya goin lil Princess? Imma gonna get cha!" Cry pulled off his mask and picked up his daughter. She let out a small squeal and laughed. He smiled and kissed her stomach. "That's my lil Sob!"

He sat her back onto her back and watched as she rolled onto her stomach and tried crawling away. Only managing to move her butt and legs more then go forward.

"Look at your lil booty!" He chuckled grabbing her gently by the legs and pulling her across the floor a little bit. She grinned wider and stuck a hand in her mouth. Cry picked her up and bounced around a bit. "Who's my little gamer? Who's my little princess?" He smiled and tickled her side lightly. She squirmed and tried moving away in his grasp.

Cry smiled, looking up at the clock he saw it was 5:25 Pm. "Hm...bottle time!" Cry walked to the kitchen and placed a bottle from the fridge on the heater. Carefully putting Sob in the highchair he looked at the clock one more time. Then at the photo next to it.

"He would normally come home right now from work..." Cry said to no one. Looking down he could feel the tears prickling his eyes. The photo of Ryan standing next to a hospital bed with his husband Felix laying in it, holding the newborn child of theirs. "B-but of course the doctors had to mess it all up...had to miss one thing during the last check up at the hospital...t-that fucking doctor...."

Cry was about to slam his fist down on the counter till the sound of the bottle being done went off. He hung his head while pulling the bottle off, testing the formula inside, then picking Sob up to feed her. Cradling her in his arm, he took in all the features of his four month old daughter.

Her bright blue eyes, silk black hair. Chubby cheeks, and small little nose. Her small hands trying to grab at the bottle. The little princess that Felix had always talked about wanting.

"She would be our little Princess! Don't you think Cry?"

Cry gave a small smile and let the tears fall onto his daughters little onesie. She slowly started going to sleep in his arm as she finished the bottle.

"Y-yep...o-our little Princess...our little daughter.."