𝑆 𝑢 𝑔 𝑎 𝑟 𝑃 𝑢 𝑚 𝑝 𝑘 𝑖 𝑛 ~ | c/Jschlatt x c/Quackity | ONESHOTS

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QUACKITY'S POV:

My fiancé is good at a lot of things..

But when it comes to making me nervous or flustered..

He's fuckin' FANTASTIC at it.

Especially when he uses that stupid fucking name..

"Hey there, my duckling~"

...Yeah.
That one.

"...Hi, hun."  I mutter as I try my hardest to not let him see that I was blushing like crazy, trying to tune it out by continuing to fill out paperwork..

But of course he marches right over and grabs my chin forcing me to look up at him..

"Tch. You really think you can try and hide from me..?? Aw, that's cute. Listen, Hun.. How long have we been engaged now..? Five.. Six months..??"  He asked with his devious grin,

I gulped and murmured,  "Five months."

He chuckled and adjusted my beanie for me and then adjusted my tie suddenly giving it a firm strong tug which brought me in close enough that I could feel his hot breath...

"..Right. I think that's long enough for you to be able to realize that I'll never stop trying to make you blush.. In fact, I don't even have to try.. You're already all red and I've barely even done anything....Yet." 
His voice resembled a low animalistic growl that made me quiver slightly.

I nodded and subconsciously held my breath..
He chuckled again, but sweeter this time as he gently let go of my tie and smoothed out the wrinkles on my button up.

"Good. Now.. Don't forget that Tubbo needs to be picked up from Dream's today around three o'clock sharp. I'd do it myself but I'll be in an important meeting at that time." 

I nodded and smiled.

Even though Tubbo was never my own blood child, I always treated him as if he were.

Schlatt always had quarrel's with Tubbo's birth mother, since she wanted full custody, though it was clear that she was unstable.

So, while Schlatt would deal with that..
I'd always try and raise him the best I could.

My fiancé is a hard man to read.. But I can tell he wants to be there for his son... he just never has the time.

Tubbo is a good kid.
Around six years old and he looks like his father in a lot of ways.

From what Schlatt's told me, the mother was a goat hybrid, so Tubbo has little goat horns that are bigger than what would usually be the average size, most likely enhanced by Schlatt's ram genes.
I find it adorable how Tubbo lets out little baa's here and there.

Speaking of, I need to go pick him up from Dream, who's been babysitting Tubbo while me and Schlatt are working.

Dream also has been looking after Ranboo for a while, so Tubbo absolutely loves hanging out with little Ranboo... Dare I say that they could be a crucial part in one another's lives in the future...

But anyway, I go and pick up the little Tubbo who runs and hugs my leg which he does a lot.

After touching base with Dream, I head back home with Tubbo who seems pretty exhausted from a long day of playing with little Ranboo.

When I head back home to my surprise, Schlatt greets me at the door with a kiss.

"Hey there, hun.. I thought you had a meeting?"
I say, grateful, but confused.