Imagine. You were home for the weekend, but unfortunately you had to work. You were on your laptop on your office as your two kids, Sami and Kyle were playing Mario Kart in the living room. Darren was probably doing something in the house and checking on your 11 year old daughter and her 8 year old brother. "Sam can I ask you something?" Kyle asked his older sister as they were playing. "If you think that's gonna make me lose, you're totally wrong Kyle, I won't let you win this time" answered Sami with a amused smirk. "No, like really" Kyle insisted. "Shoot" Sami said. "What does 'Fuck' means?" he says with a confused face as he turns to his sister. She paused the game. "I don't know...I think it means make love" Sami responded with an unsure voice.
Darren walked past behind the couch at this moment. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, what did you say?" Darren asked with an alarmed voice. "Uhm..." Sami said as she looked away, trying to find out what made her father so alarmed. "Y/n, duty calls!" Darren yelled into the house. You ran to the living room. You know that code. "What's going on?" you say, out of breath. "I think we need to have The Talk" Darren said with a crunched face. "What? But they're like, at least, 10 years early!" you exclaim. "I know! But I heard something that made me shiver as a parent" he says. "Sami, Kyle, y/n. Family meeting, now" he announced as he walks to the table and sat on a chair. You all sit too, you beside Darren and the kids in front of you. "Sam, could you say again what you said to your brother please?" asked Darren. He sounded worried more than angry. "Did I say something bad?" Sami asked confused. "Baby we're not here to scold ok? We just want to talk. Whatever you said, we just want to talk" you said with a reassuring voice and a smile. You squeezed Darren's knee as a message to him to stay calm. "Well uhm... Kyle asked me what the f-word meant...And uhm...I said it means make love" she explains. "Oh..." was the only sound that came out of your mouth.
"Uhm...first that word is a bad word, and I don't want to hear any of you saying that" you explain calmly. "Secondly, fuck does not mean make love. We do not fuck people we love" you say. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Darren pinching his lips like he was half-agreed with you. You punch his leg under the table. "Ouch!" Darren screams as he turns to you. You ignored him. "The f-word is a brutal word. Make love is proving your love to someone, and of course when you're older than 21 and protected" you add. "The first thing is bad, kinda..." Darren said thoughtful, and recieved another punch "...and the other one is an act of love". "But what does making love means?" Kyle asked confused. "Well, when two people love each other very very much, they...get naked and...go under the sheets and do a little dance" Darren tried to explain. "What the f...flour? You don't think they're a little old to hear the dance story?" you whisper loudly as you roll your eyes. "What did you say, flour? You're confusing my brain! And the dance story is good!" Darren whispers too. "I needed a f-word and it's the first thing that came out! And do what you want" you whisper back as you cross your arms. Sami and Kyle had now amused smile on their face. Fuck. Oh well, shit. "Why do people dance under the sheets together?" Sami asks. "To have babies" you answered as Darren said at the same time "To have fun". When you heard his response, you turn to him with wide eyes. 'What?' he mouths to you. You just clenched your teeth and turn back to your kids. He will hear about this later. Darren and you answered all the questions that Sami and Kyle both had, and tried to make your answers as innocent as you could. They were still babies after all, right? Right? Ok, maybe old babies. But still babies.
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A Life With You - BTY VERSE
FanfictionA big amount of one-shots who are a verse to my story Bound To You. Following Darren and y/n through engagements, kids and the ups and dows of life! Some stories might contain some warnings! Be careful for your own safety pals