The Fooo Imagines

Oscar Imagine

You're woken up by the sound of your newborn baby. She hasn't let you sleep for several weeks and you were just too tired to get up but you were the only one who woke up so you moved to get up. "Stay here I'll get her," your husband Oscar tells you before getting up from your bed. You hear no crying minutes later but Oscar hasn't come back yet so you walk out of your bedroom and across the hall to the nursery where you hear Oscar's voice. You open the door to see your baby girl in the arms of your husband, sleeping peacefully. "How did you get her to sleep?" you ask him quietly. He looks up at you and smiles before singing quietly. "I'll swear I'll prove it 97 ways. In the way I kiss your lips. In the way I kiss your face," he sang quietly before leaning down and kissing your daughter on the forehead and gently placing her back down in her crib. You both exit the nursery and close the door behind you. "Is that how you get her to sleep all the time? Singing?" you ask as you walk back into your master bedroom and lay back in bed with Oscar. "No, when I sing 97 ways she sleeps. I don't know how but she falls asleep when I sing it to her," Oscar shrugs. "That's adorable," you give Oscar a quick kiss on the lips before laying back down and falling asleep next to him.