babysitting - kenan yildiz

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Your little sister Isabella was obsessed with your boyfriend kenan.

not because he plays football. Not because he is famous. But because one time he let her eat ice cream before dinner and now she thought he was the greatest person alive.

“kenan!” Isabella yelled the second he walked into your house.

He barely had time to take his shoes off before she jumped on him.

“Whoa- okay, hi to you too.”

you laughed from the couch while kenan picked her up easily.

“you’re late,” Isabella told him seriously.

“I had training.”

“that’s not important.”

Kenan looked over at you. “She’s mean.”

“she gets it from me.”

A few minutes later the three of you were sitting in the living room trying to watch a movie, but Isabella kept talking every five seconds.

“kenan.”

“Yeah?”

“Do you and my sister want kids”

you choked on your drink.

kenan looked genuinely caught off guard. “What kind of question is that?”

“a real one.”

he tried not to laugh. “Yeah of course when the time comes.”

“that’s disgusting.”

“YOU asked!”

Isabella burst out laughing while you shook your head.

Later, you walked into the kitchen and found kenan helping Isabella make cookies.

except there was flour literally everywhere and somehow in his hair too.

“Oh my gosh,” you said. “What happened?”

kenan pointed at your sister immediately. “Tiny criminal.”

“he started it!” Isabella argued.

“you threw flour at me first!”

“because you said my cookies looked ugly!”

“They did look ugly!”

Isabella gasped dramatically. “y/n, break up with him.”

you started laughing while kenan looked offended.

after dinner, Isabella started getting sleepy during the movie. She curled up against Kenan’s side without even thinking about it.

he looked down at her and smiled a little before pulling the blanket over her.

Your heart melted a bit at the sight.

“what?” he asked when he noticed you staring.

“nothing.”

“You’re smiling at me weird.”

“I’m not.”

“You literally are.”

before you could answer, Isabella mumbled sleepily, “kenan’s my favorite.”

You pointed at her instantly. “Excuse me?”

“she said what she said,” kenan whispered proudly.

you rolled your eyes, but honestly?
Seeing him with your little sister was probably the cutest thing ever.

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