Father-son bonding, this was requested by Giyuus_CumSlut_005_ and they wanted fluff so you better be happy bc i'm about to write a shit ton of angst here soon.
Started this on Tuesday, Sep. 12
Art is by: unknown, if you do know please comment it
Enjoy the fluff Barbie's
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Papa's here
Bad's POV
Sapnap had been acting weird lately. He usually would be happy to visit me or when I go to see him after I get done working but lately he had been quiet and not talking as much, and I know sadness when I see it (I have to look in the mirror at it everyday...sadness looks so pretty). But besides that, my oldest son doesn't need to be sad.
Could and does he have thing to be sad about? Yeah. Most likely.
But will I let him be sad? No.
When I came to the house on the DSMP I started to cook sapnap's favorite meal, he wasn't home yet as he did work at the casino but at the same time I did too. But besides that I was cooking a nerther world dish, I used To cook it a lot but I stopped when I became to busy and sapnap joined in on the war which also meant we didn't see each other for a while.
The noodles just got done and I was working on a spicy sauce when the door opened and a very drained looking "pandas! Hey muffin, how was work?" I asked, I knew it had to be rough but I wanted him to tell me because If he did then I could get him to start ranting and everyone needs to rant time to time, "it was...so fucking horrible" he said, groaning. I decided to ignore his language as I'm sure he doesn't need to hear me reprimand him for saying bad words "how? What happened?" I asked gingerly as he sat at the island and placed his head in his hands, must have been really rough then.
I put the lid on the pot of noodles to keep them warm and I walked over to the island and sat next to sapnap, he was quite for a while before he let out a heavy breath "just...that damn casino is so crazy and I'm all over the place, I can't seem to control my emotions anymore so Quackity nagged me about needing to go to emotional therapy!" He said and I felt a bit of heat starting to radiating off of him and I back up slightly and slowly "like why would he say that!? He has no idea what I'm going through or how I feel! HE NEEDS TO MIND HIS OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!" Sapnap kinda exploded into his other form which burnt my pretty island top but there's a reason nothing in the house is wood.
When sapnap did calm down he apologized for nearly burning me but I seen no reason for him to apologize as he has emotions that he needs to let out just like everyone else "no need to apologize pandas, everyone has emotions" I said and pulled him into a hug trying to make him feel better "just take deep breaths now" sapnap took deep calming breaths and I knew it would help a bit but not much.
Sapnap's POV
Do you ever want to bash your head into a wall? Yeah that's what I want to do right now. I started to work later more often now because qauckity has been asking me to work a lot more at his casino but with that comes less sleep and less break time, I'll never now how bad does it. Quackity has been getting on to me for snapping at customers and melting metal and glass which is by accident! Not snapping at customers though, if they learn so manners and actually be nice I might be nice in return but nope they want to throw a hissy fit about everything.
Bad finally got to come visit the DSMP for a while and I really wanted to leave early as bad is usually busy and can't stay for long but today (or rather tonight) he has some free time and wanted to spend it with me! But of course qauckity just had to tear into me right before I was going to leave saying that I needed to learn to control my emotions better. I do control them when I have sleep and I'm not hungry for 5 hours because my boss decided to move my break!
Getting home was a relief and better yet as soon as I walked in I smelled food! Which man am I hungry. I walked into the kitchen to see bad cooking, It brought back old memories of when I was little and came home or came back inside after a day of playing to see bad cooking a delicious meal and humming a song. Bad's long hair was tied in a braid, he died it blond while on the qsmp and though it does fit him I much prefer his black hair back, he looked at me with a soft smile "pandas! Hey muffin, how was work?" he asked using my real name and at that moment I felt like a little kid again, like when I scraped my knee and would ran to bad crying for a bandaid and a kiss to make it better "it was...so fucking horrible" i said.
I sat at the table as the hours of work I just did seemed to press down on me, I knew bad isn't fond of cursing but at the moment I didn't care "how? What happened?" He asked, he must not mind me swearing right now. I placed my head in my hands, the darkness helped me remember everything and summarize it so I could explain to bad why things seemed like shit today and after a bit I let out a sigh "just...that damn casino is so crazy and I'm all over the place, I can't seem to control my emotions anymore so Quackity nagged me about needing to go to emotional therapy!" I said and in my defense I don't handle my emotions well when I'm stressed but then again I wouldn't be stressed if Quackity gave me a damn break! I started to get hot as my breathing picked up a bit and I knew what was about to happen and thank god bad made his house me proof "like why would he say that!? He has no idea what I'm going through or how I feel! HE NEEDS TO MIND HIS OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!" I screamed as the hot flame like fur seemed to appear.
I tried to quickly calm down not wanting to accidentally hurt bad or scorch his counter top, I looked at the once white marble to see black smudges covering the area I was sitting at and bad (thankfully) was far enough not to get hurt "sorry..." I said as I really didn't mean to almost turned him into a cooked voidling but he brushed it off like it was nothing and said it was fine. Why can't everyone be as nice as him, I guess no can be like him because he raised me. Bad's always been there for me, from when I would cry about monsters under my bed to when I would complain about work, he's always there.
Third person POV
Sapnap sniffled quietly and bad looked at him, his eyes softening and a frown pulling at his lips as he walked back to sapnap "pandas? You okay spicy muffin?" He asked affectionately and sapnap chuckled a bit at the nickname before he broke down sobbing and slowly went back to his more human form and his black clawed hands covered his face. Bad was a bit taken aback but he quickly wrapped sapnap in a hug and shushed him, sapnap moving his hands to hold onto bad and gripped tightly as he sobbed into bad's chest and bad changed into his much bigger form and held sapnap like a child again.
Of course bad had sit on the ground because the house wasn't that big but bad didn't mind as he held sapnap close and continued to shush him softly "it's okay it's okay, papa's here" bad said, he was acting like sapnap was 5 again but honestly sapnap didn't care and he never would as he much rather go back to when all he had to worry about was his dad feeling to tried to cook and having to leave the cooking to skeppy who couldn't cook to save someone's life.
They didn't move or change how they sat, bad cradling sapnap in his arms as sapnap cried and eventually fell asleep. Bad was mad at Quackity for causing his son distress but he pushed the feelings away as he tried to move without hurting himself to the livingroom and placing sapnap softly on the couch and covering him up, bad went back to his second form and sighed softly but smiled as he kissed sapnap on the head before going to warm up the food so he could eat as he was tried and needed energy.
Bad will always be there for his son, from him crying about a small cut and monsters to him crying about stress and work.
Bad's always there.
Finished Monday, sep. 18
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