| Happy Lowman x OC - COMPLETED |
Sunshine. That's how they, her family and friends, called Cassie Connor most of the time. With her brunette hair, the ocean blue eyes and a smile that was wide but never reached her eyes she was one of the pretties...
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It was half a year later when Happy decided it was time to build a small playground for his son in their garden. He didn't care that Callum was still too small to use most of the things he planned to build together with Kozik and Lee but with Cassie's or his help his boy would be able to use it anyway. And the other club members kids could use it too when they came over.
He had already bought enough wood and had it spread out and arranged on the grass in front of him. He would start with the little house with a swing hanging next to it. Before that, however, he glanced at his wife, who was sitting on a blanket with Callum and playing with him.
Seeing and hearing how happy she was made him smile every time. And the way his son looked up at his mom, a smile on his face every time she spoke to him, was honestly all he needed to be happy.
In general, everything was a lot more relaxed here. He didn't have to go on runs with the club as often, so he could spend more time with his family. There were no enemies here, at least none that posed a real threat, and the bond with his brothers here was just different, deeper. And Cassie really thrived here too. And so was his boy.
Happy still laughed to himself every time he thought back to the moment when Callum saw snow for the first time. He loved just sitting in it with Opie playfully shoveling snow with his paws. Callum beaming every time snow flew on his face was unforgettable. And he was only four/five months at that time.
But now that it slowly started to get warmer he wanted to get this project done so his son could make more core memories, which was important for the Killer. No matter how much his Ma had to work when he was still little because his father bailed on them, she always made sure to give him the best memories and he remembered most of them to this day. That's exactly what he wanted for Callum.
“Happy! Look!” Around half an hour later his wife's loud, excited voice made him look up quickly and snap his head in her direction.
“What?”, he rasped, putting down the screwdriver before wiping his hands on his jeans. “What the fuck. Is this normal for his age?”
With a proud look on his face he walked over to them and crouched down in front of his son watching him crawl over the blanket. From time to time Callum let out a strained sigh and they could see that he was making an effort. But he did it damn well and crawled towards Happy with a big smile. Bursting with pride, the tattooed biker exchanged a look with his wife, who couldn't smile wider.
“He's crawling! I can't believe it”, she exclaimed proudly and Happy watched her snatch her phone real quick to get it on video so both of them could watch it over and over again. “And yeah, I think it's the perfect age..but I'm not sure.”
“It doesn't matter, he's doing great”, Happy smirked and let Callum crawl towards him before he picked him up and ran his calloused hand over his boy's head that was full of dark hair. He was only seven month old and Happy had no idea if that was the normal age for babies to start crawling but he was proud as hell.
