Dirty Magcon imagines/preferences

Kids got hurt- cameron

Cameron and I have been married for 6 years, and in that time we have been blessed with a beautiful daughter Madelyn and a handsome son Marcus. Today we brought the whole family to the Jacks house to film a video, and we were having so much fun. Madelyn being 3 was having so much fun watching us do silly challenges, while Marcus chattered away while toddling around. We were doing a challenge of the Dallas' versus the Jacks. So far it was tied, after doing the speech jammer challenge and the backwords challenge. All of us were having so much fun being together, because after all, we don't get to be all together very often. We were in the middle of two truths one lie, when we hear a loud crash. Cameron and I quickly stand up and look towards the sound, to see that Madelyn had let Marcus fall off of the couch and hit his head on the coffee table. He was lying on the ground screaming.

All of us ran over to the two children, and Madelyn started to cry. "I'm sorry mommy!" She wailed. Daddy (cam ;) ) picked her up and calmed her as Gilinsky moved the coffee table and I looked at Marcus. He was lying on his back, a big gash on his forehead. I immediately started crying, scared something more serious was wrong because he wasn't moving. Cameron put Madelyn down, telling the Jacks to watch her, which they already do pretty often. He kneeled down by me, and immediately got his phone out to call 911.
"Yes, my son has just fallen and hit his head, it's bleeding and he isn't moving. He's lying on his back." He then gave the address etc. and hung up the phone. Cameron wrapped an arm around me, kissing my shoulder. "He'll be ok, shhhh Babygirl." He comforted me.

Gilinsky came over with wet paper towels, and I took one and gently dabbed it on the small child's forehead, getting the blood off. Cameron stroked Marcus home. "Hang in there little man." He said. I could hear how strong Cameron was trying to be.

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*after the ambulance takes them to the hospital*

Marcus is laying on an examining table in the ER, Cameron sitting by me watching the doctors every move. "That's a pretty good gash, what happened?" I looked at Cam, I didn't want to say. "He was sitting on the couch at our friends house and fell onto the coffee table." The doctor nodded. Marcus was still crying.

"We need to take some scans to make sure there isn't any more damage to the brain." I nodded slowly, fearing the worst. I felt more tears slip from my eyes, and Cameron pulled me into a hug. "It's ok, they're playing it safe."

We were instructed to wait in the hallway, as they took him into the room. There weren't any chairs, so Cameron sat down against the wall, letting me sit down and lean on him. "I really hope he's ok." Cameron said sadly. I nodded, and squeaked a "me too." Cameron held me close, and pressed light kisses to the top of my head.

A few minutes later the doctor came out with Marcus. "He's all good to go! Just a little bandage and stitches for the cut." I took Marcus into my arms, Cameron right next to me. We proceeded to smother him in kisses. We thanked the doctor and left.

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*that night*

I was laying in bed next to Cameron, and I rolled over and snuggled into him. "You're such a great dad." I kissed his cheek. "You're the best mom and wife, but we need to watch that little boy more carefully now." I let out a small laugh along with Cameron, and we shared a sweet kiss before drifting off to sleep.