[NO PICTURE TODAY, TOO BUSY :P]
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Ship: Nogla x Brock & Jon
Top(s): Brock & Jon
Bottom: Nogla
AU: /
Setting: /
Type: Fluff
Warning ⚠️: The chapter that you're about to read contains swearing, slightly dark humor, mention of pedophilia and other mentions or situations that may disturb, trigger or offend the viewer. Reader's discretion is advised.
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Third pov -
"Brock, I'm really fucking struggling right now."
Jon's voice was quick and urgent, static slightly sifting through his end and his voice was a little muffled due to his hand presumably being pressed up against the speaking end on his phone.
More signs of an obvious struggle.
"Jon- ugh, I'm kind of busy right now. What do you want?" Brock sighed, trying not to sound as frustrated as he was.
Jon had called him in the middle of putting Briana to sleep—and though he thought the name was stupid at first, having been named after one of his friends, it was a pretty cute name so he stuck with it— and how she was wide awake again from the sound of the ringtone that had blasted throughout the previously quiet room.
And hell, Brock was just about to get to bed.
"Sorry man, just- how exactly do ya put a fussy baby to bed even after you fed her, burped her, changed her diaper and even sang her a crappy lullaby? All while having a clingy toddler hanging on your leg?"
Brock froze, rather unamused as he gently nudged Briana back down into her bed. He was lucky his other child, Damien—that he refused to name after Brian again and give him the satisfaction— hadn't woken up yet. Brock was extra-lucky that he was a deep sleeper.
"You called me up, at ten at night, to ask me how to put your kids to sleep? After you just woke one of mine up by calling me?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Brock would happily curse Jon out right now, but his daughter was still watching him with curious eyes, and he didn't want to explain to her what the word 'dickface' meant.
"Shit, sorry dude. But I really need your help. You've done this longer than I have." Jon laughed sheepishly, though he didn't sound so apologetic.
"Wait- no don't touch that!" Brock sighed at the sound of something crashing on Jon's end, before a high pitched cry of a child followed after.
"Why are you crying? It didn't even hit you!" Jon exclaimed in disbelief. Brock would've laughed on any other occasion, but he knew the struggle. He knew how hard it was to deal with kids.
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bbs one shots
Random*Rewrote the description because the one I had for two years was awful 😭* Anyways, yes this is a BBS one shots book. I will say, the begining chapters are completely ass but I'm too damn sentimental and don't want to take them down, nor edit them t...
