Jack Harlow Family Imagines

She's So Tiny

You laid in bed next to Jack, Paisley laid curled up on Jack's chest, his hand resting on her back. Her hand was wrapped around one of your fingers.

"She's so tiny." You whispered, not wanting to wake Paisley up. Jack smiled softly at you.

"I know, I can't believe she's ours." Jack said, looking back at Paisley. You had just brought her home from the hospital a week ago.

Paisley started to whine as she woke up, wanting to be fed. Jack carefully handed her over to you, getting up to get both of you a snack while you fed Paisley. Jack came back just as you had finished feeding her and had started to burp her.

"Let me take her." Jack told you and you nodded, Jack putting your snacks down before taking Paisley, gently patting her back until she let out a small burp, both of you giggling at the sound.

Jack carefully laid back down next to you, Paisley instantly curling back up on his chest, you both watched her as her eyes would fall shut before opening back up, you could both tell she was trying to fight sleep. Jack rubbed her back until you could both tell she was asleep.

"Is it bad I already want another baby?" You asked Jack who laughed softly but shook his head.

"No, she's adorable. Plus, we need to start working on the rest of the 8 kids at some point." Jack joked and you teasingly rolled your eyes.

"I'm not having 8 babies, but I do want another one." You said, resting your hand on top of Jacks, both resting your hands on Paisley's back.

"I'll have as many or as few babies as you want." Jack reassured you.

"Honestly, with how cute Paisley is, we might get closer to the 8 then I planned on." You joked, Paisley's hand gripping onto Jack's shirt.