A Series Of Patrick Stump Imagines

Lullabye

A/N: Declan is four in this. Patrick and you are married.

        I sat on the sofa with Patrick, his arm around me. Declan was sitting on the floor, playing with wooden blocks and watching Seasame Street. The fireplace behind us filled the room with warmth. Declan yawned a big one. Ditching the wooden blocks, he climbed onto the sofa and wedged his way between Patrick and I.
      "You tired buddy?" I asked Declan. He nodded warily and snuggled into my armpit.
      Patrick pouted. "Why are you snuggling with Mommy and not me?"
     "'Cause Mommy's a better snuggler."
     Patrick pretended to be hurt. "I'm a great snuggler! Ask Mommy! We snuggle all the time!" he insisted.
     "Mommy, is Daddy a good snuggler?" Declan asked, looking up at me with big, innocent blue-green eyes just like his father's.
     "Yes he is," I replied with laughter.
     "Told you so!" Patrick said. He scooted closer to Declan and I and wrapped his arms around the both of us.
    "Daddy, can you sing?" Declan asked.
    "Yes I can."
    "Well then sing something!" said Declan excitedly.
     "Alright, but you have to go to bed afterwards, it's getting late," Patrick tokd him.
     "Okay Daddy."
Honey is for bees silly bear
Besides there's jellybeans everywhere
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head
Just go to sleep
It doesn't matter how you feel
Life is just a ferris wheel
It's always up and down
Don't make a sound
When you wake up the world will come around
When you wake up the world will come around
It's just the sweet weather and the peacock feathers
In the morning it will all e better
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head
Just go to sleep
When you wake up the world will cone around
When you wake up the world will cone around
Honey is for bees silly bear
Besides there's jellybeans everywhere
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head
Just go to sleep

By the end of Lullabye, Declan was fast asleep with a faint smile on his face. Both Patrick and I kissed his forehead. "Goodnight, Declan," we whispered simeltaneously. Patrick leaned over and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.
"Buenas noches, mi amour, te amo mucho," Patrick whispered.
"Goodnight, my love, I love you too."
And with that, we all fell into a peaceful sleep.

A/N: Aww, so fluffy. 5moreminutesmom told me to make this an imagine, as I mentioned a scenario to Katie exactky like this. Goals, right?
I'm writing this in math class as we speak. I'm in math (ugh). Well the bell just rang and I have to go to P.E. so bye!
-Phoenix