Terrorcest one shots

Tranquility

A/N: So I just wanted a oneshot (or two or 3) with some really sweet shit, so get ready. Consider this like the happy Valentines day oneshot, just sweet, nice, hopefully nobody wants to kill Tommy in this one. Also help, I'm literally publishing this like 2 hours before I have to get up, and I need sleep.

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3rd person POV 

Nikki groans and opens his eyes slowly. The room is slightly chilly as he pushes the covers back a little and looks around it. It's a perfect morning. The house is dead silent, meaning that all the kids are still in bed, his music is going quietly in the background, and outside their window, the morning scene is beautiful. An entire wall is dedicated just to being a window, floor to ceiling glass stretched completely across the wall. Outside, fog dances across the ground and through the mountains, and the trees surrounding their house drip with water, falling from the vibrant green leaves.

A spring morning in bed with his husband, Nikki wouldn't be anywhere else at this moment.

In his past, he would have longed for crazy strip clubs, drugs by the ton, and to drink so much that he remembered nothing. But that, that isn't him anymore. He's happy to just be, and be in the moment. He feels content, and loves every aspect of his life right now.

He quietly slips out of bed, noticing that it's still mostly dark outside, meaning it must be early. Suddenly, he hears the quiet giggling of their daughter Lily.  

He chuckles to himself and quietly closes the door behind him as he walks out of the room he shares with Tommy, heading down the hallway toward Lily's room and listening to her laughter and babbles. He gently opens the door so he won't surprise, or scare her, and finds her sitting in the middle of the floor. 

Confused, he looks at the safety bed, then back at the 8 year old, then back at the safety bed. She gives him a huge smile in return. "How- how in the hell did you get out of that bed?" He asks, stifling laughter and trying to look mad.

Of course, she doesn't answer. 

Nikki gingerly picks her up, checking to make sure her diaper doesn't need changing. When he concludes that it doesn't, he puts her back on the ground to make sure that he won't accidentally hurt her. He then unhooks the door to the safety bed and rearranges her bed for her, making sure her sensory toys aren't going to bug her, and gently helps her back into the bed, closing it up again once she's inside.

Raising a kid with Angelmans syndrome is hard. 

They adopted Lily when she was 3 months old, and they adopted her older sister Maichelle as well. At first, they both seemed normal, but Lily was lagging behind other kids and had several severe issues. When she began having seizures around the age of 2, Nikki and Tommy rushed her to doctor after doctor, trying to figure out what was wrong. At first, nobody knew, but when they received the diagnosis of Angelmans, their world changed.

Angelmans Syndrome is a condition that causes severe mental and physical disabilities. Many children with Angelmans can't walk (although some can with help), can't talk, are characterized by excessive happiness, and require things like safety beds, diapers, and sensory toys, long after the "normal age" of using those sorts of things.

She often doesn't sleep through the night, so it isn't strange for Nikki or Tommy to wake up and find her in her bed, making noises or just laughing and watching the large TV that they have set up in her room, but getting out of her bed is a whole different thing. He makes sure the TV is on a channel that won't scare her, and then leaves the room quietly, heading to Maichelles room.

Maichelle has her music playing like usual, some XXXTENTACION guy or some shit. Nikki doesn't really like him, he thinks that most of the music is shallow and hard to listen to, but if she's around, he makes it a point to listen to music that she likes. She's laying comfortably in bed, and he turns her LEDs down a bit so that she won't have a headache when she wakes up.  He then checks on their son Rifaah, who they adopted from Syria during the war.