imagines | javon & ashtray

too cute - ashtray

disclaimer ash & y/n are QUITE aged up in this imagine, and yes this is an unusual imagine..

just testing my creativity i guess? IDK JUST TELL ME WHAT YALL THINK ABT THIS ONE.

i hope you guys do not take offence to this imagine, and i apologise if it makes anyone feel uncomfortable in any way.

i tossed and turned, trying to block the sounds of our daughters crying through the baby monitor. yes, 'our' daughter.

haley marie o'neill. ashtray named her middle name after his and fez's grandma. which i thought was the cutest thing ever.

"ash, it's your turn tonight" i push my partner awake. he responds to me with a groan. "uhhh" he groaned.

her cries grew stronger & angrier by the second. "ash! hurry up" i grab a spare pillow smacking it across his face, wanting to go back to sleep. "fine" he got up.

i weakly watched over the baby monitor, making sure he did his job & provided.

through the monitor

"come here princess" ash picks haley up, haley then throws her hands up for her dad.

her mouth proceeds to move her mouth up n down, in attempt to say "dad" but instead it sounding more like 'ababa'

"shh shh sh" ash says moving up and down in hope to calm haley. his eyes struggling to stay open.

the bouncing quickly turned into swaying, as he could barely even keep his eyes open.

meanwhile haley was zoned out, thumb in mouth. "that girl and her thumb sucking" i thought aloud.

i placed the baby monitor back on the night stand, finally drifting back to sleep.
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8:00am

my eyes peeled open, a yawn continuing to exit my mouth.

my body stretched out, causing my hand to plop down to where i thought ash lied. only to discover that he wasn't there.

"hm?" i hummed.  my mind was completely blank, not knowing where he was, my mind then travelling over to my daughter.

how was she so quiet at this time? usually she's blabbering her mouth off in hope to wake us up.

weakly, my arm reached for the baby monitor. realising that there was snoring coming from the monitor.

no way haley, a barely two year old, was snoring that loud. except she wasn't, it was ash.

my eyes met the sight of, ash barely lying in the crib, as haley lied across his bare chest. her thumb still held in her mouth.

as ash's mouth hang open, head tilted on its side. revealing on of his neck tattoos.

a smile grew at the sight of the two, my hand reached for my phone. taking a picture of my daughter & partner.

"they're too cute"