Clouis and Violetine ONE-SHOTS 💅

Promise - Clouis

Summary: Louis has worries for his one year old, and Clementine soothes them by opening up about her own issues.

(Context: This takes 4 years after s4. This is mainly Louis writing, not really much of Clementine. Obviously, we don't know Louis' past, other than him being rich and what he did to his parents. But I wanted to dive deeper in that. So, this is obviously not canon, just an assumption...and no this is not a self-promotion to my fan-fic Our Troubled Youths...heh..)

Louis tried his best to not toss and turn, he really hated these beds. They were so springy, you do anything on it, so much as lay a hand on the mattress and it would make a springy noise. The noise wouldn't annoy him as much if Clementine wasn't laying beside him, he quickly found out she was a very light sleeper. It broke his heart that she wasn't born a light sleeper, she just adapted to being one due to all of the trauma she faced. He wanted to make sure she got as much sleep as she could- so tossing and turning would definitely awaken her and that was the last thing he wanted.

So, he lay stiff as a board. Looking above to the mattress above him. He anxiously counted the number of bars holding the bed above him, distracting his mind to the best of his abilities. Because every time he couldn't sleep at night, his mind went to dark places. You have no idea what you're doing. He would think. That main thought spiraled out of control to other thoughts. But, that one main thought started from the time he was child, to now. It adapted to whatever situation he was in. As a child, 'You have no idea what you're doing' related to the spelling bee, now, it is related to parenting his one year old daughter.

Louis very slowly slid his legs off of the bed, and he got off of the springy mattress, against his wishes, the mattress made noise. He cringed at it, hoping it wouldn't wake up his girlfriend. Thankfully, it only made her turn around with a small groan. Satisfied that she was still asleep, he walked over the mattress on the other side of their room. AJ slept in bed, next to him was Willow, his daughter.

He grabbed the chair next to the desk, and placed it near the bed. He sat on it and watched her sleep soundly. A warm feeling was felt in his chest, unknowingly smiling ear to ear. He examined her features, and the midnight moon shone upon her face. She mainly had Louis' features, his freckles, skin color, and eye shape. But, her lashes were full and her eyes were as golden as Clementines, her hair was also kinky just like Clementines. She was a perfect mix between the two.

You don't know what you're doing, do you?

Louis furrowed his brows as the thought entered his mind. No matter how many baby books he read, or conversations with Clementine he had about how to raise a baby into childhood, his mind was never satisfied with himself.

To put your girlfriend through so much pain during her pregnancy, so selfish to bring a kid into this world, you're a monster.

That wasn't true. Louis knew it. It wasn't a mindless decision or an accident, it was multiple conversations and respectful debates about when or if they should start a family. After weeks, they decided together that they wanted a family, and they had enough resources to do so. And the pregnancy went better than expected, minor pain here and there, and the delivery had no scares. Thankfully, whenever Louis would remember this, it seemed as if thoughts grew quieter, and instead he imagined a world where the apocalypse wasn't here. He wondered what her parents would think of him, or Lee, even Kenny. He didn't know much about them, but he knew enough to know she cared deeply for them.

Suddenly, his daughter sniffled, causing him to go into panic mode. He calmed himself down once she went back to her normal state. It was spring, and it was just allergies but he was still terrified of her getting sick. Louis sighed, slouching against the chair now.