tynoah oneshots 😈

daycare au

SO sorry if there wasn't much tynoah in this!! this is an idea ive been wanted to write for about a month, and i wanted to get it out here!! enjoy!! ^_^

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"MK! Stop climbing in the vents!"

Reaching up high to grab the kid, Noah, currently on Tyler's back, groans. It'd been like this for what, 2 months? All because his ex's kid had joined the daycare. God, he had to tell Emma to control her kid.

"Woah! Be careful with her, Noah!" Tyler said, watching as Noah shakily held her in his arms. Getting on his knees to let the cynic off his back, the asian stuck out her tongue, her small arms poking out of sleeves from a jacket far too big for her. Quickly, the toddler ran off, as Tyler let out a long sigh. "Why haven't we boarded that thing up yet?"

"If it's not clear enough, management wouldn't let us," responded Noah wearily. He crosses his arms, watching as MK goes to play with the other kids.

"Management doesn't let us do ANYTHING!" Tyler whined, dejected.

To this, Noah elbowed him, smirking. "They let us get the job."

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Sitting on a spiraled yellow and purple carpet, Ripper slammed two dinosaur toys (a triceratops and a parasaurolophus, his personal favorite) together, making a cacophony of growls and roars. Lying beside him, kicking his feet (yes, feet, he has the prosthetic,) Zee stares at the mess of blocks the other kids created, and neglected to pick up.

"GUYS! GUUYS!" A wide-eyed Chase scrambles towards them, panting heavily. Ripper looks up to meet him, raising an eyebrow.

"What?" he asks, still holding his toys tightly.

Eventually, Chase evolves into a harsh fit of laugher, "Awh, you wouldn't BELIEVE the prank I pulled on Emma!" He points behind him to the sobbing blonde, currently hugging her knees. And, to her right, is a teddy bear, the head wiped clean off it.

"You broke her teddy bear?"

"Yup!"

"But that's not nice," responded Zee. Ripper nodded.

Chase shrugs. "Eh, whatever. You guys wouldn't get it!"

Emma sniffles, hugging the bottom half of her teddy bear.

"Cmon, quit crying!" Axel placed her hands to her hips, badgering the poor girl.

"...sniff"

"I said stop crying!"

"..What's going on here?" Tyler asked, looking down at the two. To this, Emma simply holds up her shredded plush, before pointing to Chase. Looking behind him, he can see his coworker scolding the prankster, while Zee and Ripper continued to play with their toys. Axel softened up, elbowing Emma, smiling.

Tyler thought, before entreating, "I think Noah's got it covered."

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Tyler yawns, taking off his orange apron, and leaving it on the coat rack of their apartment. Walking into a dimly lit living room, he slams himself onto their old couch, his limbs tired.

"Hm..you okay..?" Noah leans back, eyes set on the TV. Instead of wearing his uniform, he's lazily put together an outfit of long red pajama pants, and a loose white shirt. Tyler's pajama pants, that is. He could tell, simply by how the way the hem fell on his legs. The athlete yawned, before closing his eyes, and resting his head on the cynic's lap.

"Jus' tired, y'know," he responds, as the pessimist took off his headband. Running his hand through thick brunette locks, Noah gives him a weak smile.

"Mm..yeah. The kids? Pretty annoying."

"Annoying? They're just kids!"

"Sorry, just being honest." Noah chuckled, continuing to run his hands through Tyler's messy hair.

"Pfft..alright," yawned Tyler, "they earn us the paycheck though." He leaned up from Noah's lap, holding his hand.

"I'll go change," Tyler chimed, interrupting himself mid yawn, "Love you."

"Love you too."

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