Spitfire | JTK

EPILOGUE

Warnings: tooth rotting fluff, swearing, dad jake, uncle josh, pregnancy, labour, parent stuff, yeah all that, sorry if I missed any!

The front door creaked open, filling the quiet space with happy chatter. You didn't bother to turn to look, already knowing who was coming inside. You stirred the pot on the stove, tapping the wooden spoon on the side, ridding it of any excess before setting it down on the counter. Just as you did so, you felt a body present itself behind you. When the familiar hands wrapped around you, resting on your stomach, the only thing you could do was smile. "Hello, beautiful." The tickle of his long hair on your neck produced a giggle from your mouth. You turned to face him, leaning in for a kiss. When he pulled away, he crouched down, pressing a small kiss to your now very large belly. "Hello, squirt." He greeted in a much more cheerful manner. Jake kept his hands on your belly, hoping for a kick. "Did you miss me?" He asked. After a moment, the familiar thud could be felt. He looked up at you with nothing short of elation on his face.

"Squirt better hurry up and make his break in the world, because he's been terrorizing his mother all day." You grumbled, but you both knew you were joking.

"Are you being mean to mama?" He scolded. You couldn't help but laugh. The sight of him talking to your stomach was quite comedic, but it had become such a common occurrence that you barely batted an eye to it, anymore. "I'll let it slide this time, just 'cause I love you, but that's my wife, little guy." He turned his head up to look at you, a smile on his face.

"Only three more weeks." You said, reassuring yourself more than anything else.

"If he's anything like his sister, he may be here any day, now." Jake reminded.

"Don't say that!" You snapped, but your tone was still light. "We want a fully baked baby, this time." He chuckled at your words.

"It will be fine. He will be fine, you will be fine, we'll all be fine." He assured you.

"Mhm," you mumbled. "Where is the other terror twin? I heard him come in with you."

"Take a guess." Jake practically rolled his eyes. Just as he said so, you heard a bout of delighted squeals echoing down the hallway, accompanied by footsteps. Within a moment, Josh appeared in the kitchen carrying your daughter in his arms.

"Daddy!" She pointed at Jake, her smile so similar to her fathers. He wasted no time walking towards his brother, taking her from his arms. Josh looked to you, an expression of hurt on his face. You gave him a shrug as if to say 'join the club'. When Layla was very young, she often mistook Josh and Jake for the same person because of how similar their faces were. Now that she was older, she could differentiate the hairstyles and voices, knowing immediately who they were. The love she had for them never changed, though. Josh walked over to you, placing a kiss to your cheek. You wrapped an arm around him, finding the easiest way of hugging was now from the side.

"How are you feeling, mama?" He asked, also placing a hand to your stomach.

"Tired, sore, grumpy... very whale-like." You listed off.

"Still as beautiful as ever, though." He reminded.

"Feeling very less than that lately, but thanks." You sighed.

"You can feel that way, but it doesn't make it true." He said, pulling a chair out for you. He motioned for you to sit down, but you pointed to the stove. "I've got it, just relax. I'm sure you could use a break after running after her all day." You gave a nod, being unable to agree more with what he was saying.

Aside from you and Jake, Josh knew more than anyone how energetic your daughter was. He was over all of the time, helping whenever he could and insisting that it was for you and Jake, but everyone knew that Josh took to being an uncle way easier than anything he'd ever done in his life. He adored your daughter just as much as Jake, or even yourself, and she felt the same way about him. Although, she was still very much a 'daddy's girl' and whatever Jake was doing, she needed to be a part of it. You rested in the chair, closing your eyes at the moment of relief. Your back and abdomen had been cramping intermittently, warning you of something impending that you had been hoping was a false alarm. The more the day went on, the more it seemed like you wouldn't be so lucky. Jake walked over, crouching before you with her in his arms. You smiled down at the two, still unable to get over the similarities between her and Jake.