Zalfie Oneshots

Daddy

Alfie's POV

"Yeah okay whatever." I sighed into my phone. I could feel my head beginning to buzz and my knee had started bobbing as I sat in my chair. I was angry. I was so pissed off.

"Look mate, you can get as agitated and stroppy with me as you want, but you've got no other choice. You either go away for a month or you don't meet your fans, and you'll be the one to tell them." The gruff voice said in an unsympathetic tone on the other end of the line.

I rolled my eyes and sat up properly in my chair, slamming my fist down on the desk in front of me.

"Do you know what? I'll find another company to do this through. I'm not doing business with you. I'll send you my decline within the next week." I huffed down the phone and then I ended the call, instantly throwing my phone in front of me, sending it spinning across the desk.

I'd had such a crap day. Nothing was working out with the new company I'd started working with recently, I'd been on the phone all day trying to sort things out and now I'd just had to give up a great opportunity because of a selfish, money orientated man.

I groaned and put my arms over my eyes, letting my head fall back against my headrest. It must be about 6pm and I'd been locked up in my office since 10 this morning. I sighed, pushing myself out of my chair, grabbing my phone and keys and walking out of the building. I just wasn't feeling myself. Everything was bothering me. The people on the streets were being too loud, the cars on the roads were driving too fast or too slow and the sky was too dark.

I got in my car and took a frustrating drive home, sighing in relief as I turned into the driveway of my home. After turning off the engine of the car I sat there for a minute or so, soaking it all in. How was I going to sort this out? How was I going to make this better? So many people were going to be disappointed and it's all because of me.

I couldn't stop thinking about what a mess I'd made as I got out of my car and let myself in thought the front door. An overwhelming feeling of sadness began taking me over, a feeling of sorrow and regret.

It was gone though with just one word. A word that never failed to make me feel alive and make my heart beat ten times quicker.

"Daddy!"

The call came as soon as I'd closed the door, and a little button nose pressed itself against the glass of the door in front of me between two tiny hands. The anger was gone. The sadness was gone. All that overwhelmed me now was happiness and love, a feeling that only grew inside me as my wife appeared behind my son, beaming at me from behind the glass.

Zoe opened the door an I immediately grabbed my baby boy and held him close to my body as he ran to me.

"Daddy!" His little voice squealed so happily, my smile couldn't help but grow.

"Daddy missed you today Mason" I told him as I lifted him up and rose to my feet.

As I stood I saw the smile on Zoe's face matching mine as she watched the two of us interact, her son and her husband. Her baby and his daddy.

"Hey you" I greeted her, planting a gentle kiss on her lips and pulling her body into my side.

"We missed you today" she smiled softly at me, rubbing my stomach with her hand and wrapping her other arm around my waist.

"I missed you too" I sighed and kissed her forehead, following it with a kiss to Mason's cheek, making the 16 month old giggle. "Come on, lets go and get you in the bath little man and you both can tell me what you've been up to."

I carried Mason up the stairs to the bathroom and Zoe followed, preparing the stuff for bath time and I prepared our son, laughing at his silly little ways and falling in love with the eyes he inherited from my wife as they stared into mine with so much love and dependency.

After a fun filled bath, that resulted in a very wet ending for all those who took part - including poor little Nala - Zoe and I put Mason to bed and kissed him goodnight before changing and curling up on the sofa in our living room.

Zoe cuddled herself into me and I began kissing her lips gently, slowly starting to increase the height of the mood. Just as we were both really getting into it, Zoe pulled back slowly and put her hands on my chest, staring at my face.

"Tell me what's wrong?" she asked softly, searching my eyes for the truth.

I sighed and smiled at her. "Sometimes it's really annoying that you know me so damn well." I chuckled, kissing we nose as she screwed it up adorably, smiling at me.

"Work was just stressful today" I admitted to her. "That company I hired to help me promote my new merch gave me a ton of problems and they basically said I'd have to do all of the marketing myself but from their headquarters, which would mean I'd have to work out in America for a whole month, so obviously I said no thanks and they gave me an ultimatum... so I fired them."

"Alfie!" Zoe gasped, not sure whether to laugh at me or scold me for being so rude and impatient. Lucky for me, she broke out into a fit of giggles, making me feel a lot easier about the whole situation.

Eventually Zoe stopped giggling and looked up at me again. "I'll see if I can find anyone who can get you some contact details for other companies" she rolled her eyes playfully at me, to which I replied with a thank you and a gentle tap on the bum, but then she turned serious as she said to me "You know if you'd have wanted to go and do that work out in America it would have been fine with me, don't you?"

I smiled down at her. Sometimes I still found it hard to believe I'd got a girl like her to marry a guy like me.

"Of course I do, but I didn't even consider it Little One. There's no way I'd be able to spend that long away from you, and I couldn't bare to even think about not swing Mason for that long ." I sighed, stroking Zoe's hair and pulling her head towards me to kiss her again softly.

"And besides" I smiled, shifting downwards on the sofa. I kissed Zoe's ballooning belly, "I've got to be here to welcome this little jelly bean into the world. There's nothing more important than that, is there little bean?" I spoke to Zoe's stomach, kissing it gently and feeling my baby kick from the inside. My heart felt like it was pounding at my chest.

Zoe moved herself down again so that my face was now equal with hers. She kissed me and ran her fingers through my hair. "You're the worlds greatest Daddy." She beamed.

And I smiled. And I kissed her. And I realised that all that mattered to me was that I was the best I could be at two very important roles in life.

Husband.

And Daddy.