Emma Watson Oneshots and Imagines Book Three

Bedtime

Tonight Emma would be on set late and (Y/n) got the joy of putting Michael to bed. After getting the rundown on how Emma does it (Y/n) realized it was going to be harder than he thought it was.

Even though Michael was a baby, he had a very high maintenance schedule. First Michael had to have a sink bath, since he was too small for the regular bathtub, at seven pm. Then he had to get in his pajamas by seven-thirty, brush the two teeth he has by seven-thirty five, and then get him to bed by eight o'clock.

And that wasn't the hard part, the hard part was actually getting Michael to go to sleep. Emma must have had some sort of superhuman power if she could get Michael to bed by eight.

(Y/n) had read Michael at least five books now, tried rocking him to sleep, and then played Emma's interviews if Michael just needed to hear his mothers voice and nothing had worked. By now it was eight-thirty and (Y/n) was just sitting in the rocking chair with Michael's head resting on his chest. Michael was still wide awake and looking around the room curiously.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep before I lose my mind." (Y/n) mumbled in a sing song voice as a lullaby, hoping Michael would just close his eyes and fall asleep. "How does your mummy do this every night?" (Y/n) asked Michael, not expecting an answer since the boy can't talk.

At nine thirty Michael had finally closed his eyes and start to fall asleep after (Y/n) rubbed his back for the past half an hour. Both (Y/n) and Michael ended up falling asleep right there, sitting in the rocking chair.

Emma walked into the house to see most of the lights on. (Y/n) wasn't anywhere to be seen so she started looking around. When she searched the entire house excluding Michael's room since he was sleeping and (Y/n) wasn't anywhere to be seen, Emma figured he had fallen asleep in Michael's room.

Emma opened the bedroom door quietly and walked in to see (Y/n) and Michael asleep in the rocking chair. Emma smiled and took a picture before going over and gently shaking (Y/n) awake. "Hm?" (Y/n) mumbled while Emma carefully picked up Michael from his arms and placed him in his crib.

"You fell asleep in here." Emma whispered while leading (Y/n) out of the room and shutting the door quietly. Emma had to guide (Y/n) back to their room since he was too tired to keep his eyes open.

"How do you do that every night?" (Y/n) mumbled while climbing into bed. "He falls asleep easy for me. I just sing him a lullaby or read him a story and then he's asleep." Emma explained before walking into the bathroom. Both of them fell asleep shortly after, getting some much needed sleep like Michael.