Ariana Grande Mom Imagines

Mistreated

(I'm watching a horror game. I'm terrified.)

Y/N Age: 5

Ariana POV:

I sighed as I stepped into the house, inhaling the familiar scent of home.

I had just returned from the sweetener world tour, meaning it had been months since I've seen my little girl. I had left her with a nanny, as she was young and couldn't be left at home alone. After I hung up my coat and set my bags down I searched around for Y/N, concluding she was in her room as I couldn't find her anywhere else.

"Honey? I'm home! Where are you hiding?" I called out as I walked upstairs.

I reached the door, pausing when I heard shuffling and the sound of a box being moved. My hand slid down and turned the knob, pushing the door open to reveal my toddler seemingly cleaning up her room. I smiled and tiptoed over to her before swooping her up into my arms. 

"Mommy?!" She screamed, looking at me with wide eyes.

"Hi baby!" I cheesed, kissing her cheek.

She gave me a small smile but didn't meet my eyes, making me frown. I sat down on her bed and sat her on my thighs so she was facing me.

"What's wrong bubbas?" I asked, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Nothin' Mama." She mumbled, staring at the ground. 

I put my fingers under her chin and pulled her face up.

"That's not true. Tell me what's wrong."

She fiddled with her fingers and met my stern eyes. 

"That nanny, she hurt me."

I raised and eyebrow, feeling confused.

"How? Did you do something wrong?" I asked.

"No, I didn't do anything! I was just messing around with my dolls and I accidentally dropped one."

I squinted at her, giving her a bewildered face.

"That's dumb Y/N. Be honest."

"I am! I dropped it and I guess it was loud or something because she ran up here and spanked me a lot."

My eyes widened and I froze. Spanked? I know I might sound crazy when I say this, but I don't spank my kid. Loads of people have asked if I discipline her at all and I do, just not with hitting. I'll ground her, take away her privileges, and so forth.

The worst I've ever done was flick her forehead when she decided to ignore my calls for dinner, but other than that I've never laid my hands on her. Then again, she barely ever disobeys me, she's a good kid.

"Oh honey." I say, hugging her tightly.

Y/N nuzzled her face into my neck, relaxing in my grip. I stoked her hair and kissed her cheek, laying back on her bed. We laid in silence as I rubbed her sides and ran my nails up and down her spine. 

Soon I heard her even breath and felt her chest slowly rise and fall. I got comfortable on my back and closed my eyes, drifting off into slumber.

Ok

Be ready for something pineapple related on my other imagines

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