Patrick Stump Imagines

29 - Mommy & Daddy

Declan clapped his hands as you helped him blow his candles for his birthday.

"C'mon Declan, kiss me." You said, moving your cheek close to him.

The little kid kisses you on the  cheek, but however, your husband dabbed your cheek with the cake's icing.

You stare at him as he smiles like a little kid. He applies some on Declan and the little kid wiped it off and took some directly from the cake.

"You don't dab some icing on my cheeks." You said, wiping it and dragging your finger on your husband's cheek.

"Oh, this calls for a game." He said and done the same thing again.

"Patrick Martin Stump! We've just taken a bath!" You scolded him.

"Then, let's take another one and you know what's happening!" He said, gliding away from you so he wouldn't have any icing on him.

You giggle as you chased him in the dining room and Declan's squealing as he raises his arms, wanting to join the two of you.

"Oh Dec." Patrick said.

"Gotcha!" You were about to dab it on him, but your finger reached to his fedora.

"Mess with my fedora and I'll take it in your body!" He immediately reprimanded as he lifted Declan.

"Oops. Sorry." You said, as you meant to have another streak on his hat.