Y/n's Pov
Part of having kids is the toddler stage where they love to be rebels and badasses. Harry and I have two toddlers. Twins to be exact. Darcy and Elijah.
They are always super hyper and love to break the rules. It's stressful at times but I wouldn't change it for the world. I love being a mother. I love my kids with my whole being. Same goes for Harry.
Us having kids has made him even more happy than ever. He constantly has a smile on his face. The thought of him coming home to his kids, motivates him. He always wanted to be a father, since he could remember.
The love he has for them. Words can't come even close to describing how much love he has for them. He shows it to them. I love how much he impacts them. You can see on their faces, just how much his love makes them happy. He shows nothing but love. He's their home, and their his home. I'm in love with the way he makes them feel special. I admire it. He makes them feel loved and that their needed in the world.
But at this moment, he's not happy. And neither am I.
"How many times have we told you guys not to draw on the walls?" Harry asks, with a stern voice.
"WE'RE SORRY!!!" Elijah says, tears rolling down his eyes and sobs leaving his mouth. He's never seen Harry like this before.
"DADDY, WE'RE SORRY," Darcy says back, tears and sobs also leaving her mouth.
"I'm going to tell you guys one more time. Do not draw on the walls again," Harry says just as stern, "it's ruining them."
"It w-won't happen a-again," Darcy instantly replies.
"I want you guys to go sit on your beds, okay?"
"Yes," they both say.
They wipe their faces of their tears and turn around and go to their rooms.
Harry gets up from his kneeling position and turns towards me, "I hate disciplining them."
"We both do but they need to learn," I say, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, letting out a deep breath through my nose.
"They do. I just hate seeing them cry," he says, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"They've never seen you that stern before so it scared them. But they'll be fine. They know you still love them," I reply.
"I love them so much," he whispers into my neck, being cuddly, "and I love you."
"We love you too," I reply.
It's silent between us and all we hear is the kids crying. I know it's breaking his heart just as much as mine.
"I can't do it anymore," he says, breaking away from me and turning towards their rooms.
Harry's Pov
I walk into Elijah's room first and see him laying on his bed, cuddling into his pillow with tears still running down his red cheeks.
"Hey bubs," I say sitting next to his bed, looking at him.
"I-I'm so sorry," he stutters, making my heart break.
"Hey, come here, it's okay," I reply, bringing him into my arms. He clings to me like he won't ever see me again. I wrap my arms around his small body and hug him back.
"Please don't h-hate m-me," he cries.
"Hey, look at me." He does just that, "I will never hate you. Please don't ever think that okay? I love you more than anything," I say with the most serious voice. Not a scary voice though.
"I love you too," he wipes his tears.
I hear tiny footsteps and look behind Elijah to see Darcy in the door frame, hugging her blanket.
"Come here babygirl," I call her over.
She runs over to her brother and I and hugs us. I wrap my arm around her so the twins are smushed between my arms and chest.
"I'm sorry daddy," she whispers.
"It's okay. You guys just can't draw on the walls anymore, okay? If you want to draw, just ask me or mommy. We'll give you paper to draw on, okay?" I say.
"O-okay," Elijah stutters again. He's always been a little more emotional, and that's perfectly fine. He's feeling emotion and I would never get mad at him for that. Same goes for Darcy.
"Do you guys want to draw?" I ask, looking at my two children.
"YEAH!!!" The scream getting excited.
"Let's go!!" I say picking them up and carrying them downstairs.
"Can mommy draw with us?" Darcy asks.
"Ask her. I'm sure she'll say yes," I reply.
"MOMMY!!!" The twins yell.
She comes into our view from around the corner and says, "yes?"
"Draw with us?" Elijah asks hopeful.
"Of course, my loves," she replies.
The rest of the day consisted of the four of us drawing and coloring. We hung some of them on the fridge and around the house as decorations.
The twins seemed so happy and that's what I love to see.
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