It's what the title says all Y/n oneshots too.
Requests are (open)
LL30 = Liam Lawson (for those who dunno)
If there is an emoji next to a chapter it just means they are follow ons but not part 1 or part 2 (unless that's specified).
P.S. Some of my...
I've been making too many sad ones recently. So I've done a cute one this time.
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"Mama?" Lotte whispered shaking my shoulder. I groaned as I woke up and was immediately reminded of the agonising pain I was in.
"Lotte." Max said calling our daughter around to his side of the bed. "What's the matter?" He asked her she pointed at the window before explaining why she'd woken Max and I.
"It's time to wake up, the sun's awake." She told Max who shook his head and clicked on his phone. 05:38 was illuminated on his screen he lay back down in bed and pulled the covers over his body again.
"Lotte my alarm hasn't gone off, so get back in bed please." Max said to her she huffed before toddling back out the room and into her's. He turned over and looped his arms around my waist before resting his head on the back of my shoulder. "How you feeling?" He asked me running his hands over my torso.
"Awful." I whispered, clasping his hands in mine and pulling his hands around my body.
"Is there anything I can do?" He mumbled against my skin shifting his body closer to mine.
"No." I sighed out as I tried to ignore the agonising cramping pain in my abdomen and fall back asleep. The cramp was so painful I could cry at this point.
"I'm sorry, schat." He whispered taking his hand from my waist and combing my hair back away from my face.
After that I must have drifted off to sleep because I woke up to Max's alarm blaring from his phone and him slinking out of bed. He turned it off before apologising for waking me and leaving the room, closing the door behind him.
3rd Person POV
Max walked out of his and Y/n's bedroom and stood in hallway for a moment. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't a little deflated seeing his wife in pain and being able to do nothing about it.
Her being in bed almost all day also made him realise how much he needed her. Usually she gets Lotte ready for school but today that was his job and Lotte has a very specific schedule in a morning that she likes to follow. He also wasn't too sure how to plait her hair, which was how she wore it everyday, without fail.
Lotte came bounding out of her room and walked up to Max. She completely ignored her father and tried to push open her parents bedroom door, not realising Max's hand on the handle keeping the door shut.
"Mama is not awake." Lotte frowned up at Max before trying one last time to open the door. After unsuccessfully opening the door she looked up at Max and frowned again.
"Mama isn't well." He said to her in a whisper urging her to do the same. "So, let's go downstairs." Lotte shook her head profusely before speaking.
"No," she whispered "I have to give mama a hug, that's what I do first." She reminded Max. So he may have overlooked that little detail of her morning.
