Crush x Reader One-Shots

FatherCrush x MotherReader- Waffles!

Hey guys! Note that the title 'Waffles' isn't like the song waffles in... what that's cartoon again? Hence the name there will be waffles in the story...

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-(Your) point of view

    A small figure navigates his way down the hallways of your home. He had to turn back a few times due to getting lost. In his hands was a fairly large teddy bear. His small legs could only make him go so fast. He finally stopped in front of two double doors and tried to open them, alas he could not reach. He pouts as he puts down the teddy bear next to the doors and grabs a few books he found on the floor from the previous day.

He then stacked them up so he can reach the door handle and slowly pulled down on it. Finally, moved the books and grabbed his teddy bear as he walks into the room. He stops at the foot of your bed. He then crawls underneath the sheets.

    You were snoring away in your king-sized bed when you felt a movement from underneath the covers. You drowsily opened one eye and saw your 9-year-husband, (Crush's Name). He was still asleep. You suddenly see the small head of your child pop up from under the covers. He was frowning.

    "What's wrong, (Son's Name)?" You ask as you shift to a sitting position. (Son's Name) climbed onto your lap and hugged you with his small, chubby arms.

    "Mommy... I had a bad dream..." He pouts. You frown as you rub his back.
    "You poor thing... It's alright... You wanna go get breakfast with mommy?" You reassure. (Son's Name) nods. You slowly get up with (Son's Name) still in your arms and walk out of the door and down the stairs. It was about 8:00 am by now. You place the 6-year-old on one of the chairs and open your pantry. "So what's for breakfast?" You inquire. (Son's Name) ponders for a short while then speaks up.

    "Pancakes!" He says.
    "Why don't we have waffles? We always have pancakes, you silly child..." You say as you rub his head.
    "What's so great about waffles anyways, mommy?" He asks, looking at you with his wide eyes.

    "Waffles are pancakes with syrup bowls, dear, it means that you can have more syrup without making a mess..." You explain and you take out the waffle griddle. "You want to make the batter?" You smile at him as you hand him a bowl and the ingredients needed.

    "Yes please!" He answers. You sit down next to him and crack the eggs.
    "MOMMY STOP! YOU'RE KILLING HUMPTY DUMPTY!" (Son's Name) cries out.

You laugh as you hand him another egg. (A/N: Yeah it's me when I heard and write that XD)

    "No sweetie... This isn't humpty dumpty... The ones that I am cracking is his mean friends," You say as you continue on. He nods as he draws a face on the egg. He put a cup of flour in the bowl and you put in some milk and sugar. You then hand the ready-to-stir batter to your son and a whisk. "Ready to stir it?" He nods. You step behind him and guide him through mixing the batter. Once you have finished, you take the batter and pour it on the griddle.

    "I'll be back, mommy! I have to get Mr. Snuggles!" He says as he runs up the stairs. You chuckle as you shake your head a little. When you turn around to make (Favorite Breakfast) for yourself, you bump into your half-asleep husband.
    "Well good morning to you too," You say as you tap his nose and walk around him. (Crush's Name) hugs you from behind.
    "I don't like it when I wake up alone..." He mumbled. You laugh.

    "Grow up, (Crush's Name)! You have a 6-year-old son to take care of!" You scold playfully. (Crush's Name) groans as he falls asleep on the kitchen table. You grin as you place a plate of fresh waffles on the table, accompanied with (Scrambled/Sunny Side Up) eggs on the table. Just as (Crush's Name) was about to eat it, (Son's Name) comes running down with his teddy bear.

    "Daddy no!!!! You're gonna eat all of the waffles!" He cries. (Crush's Name) smirks as he takes a bite of the waffle. Your son crumbled to the ground in defeat. You're face beams as you hand (Son's Name) his own plate of waffles.

    "Don't worry dear... You get your own waffles," You say as (Son's Name) takes the plate of waffles. He moves up to the table as you follow him. He stands on the chair and kisses your cheek.

    "I love you mommy!" He says cutely. You smile and kiss his forehead.
    "I love you too, (Cute Nickname)," You say as you sit him down.

    "Hey! Don't forget about the father!" (Crush's Name) shouts as he walks up to you and kisses you on the lips. You push away.
    "Not in front of (Son's Name)," You wag a finger in front of him.

    "C'mon, (Son's Name)," (Crush's Name) says as he picks up his son. "You're going to Grandma's house..." He says as he packs (Son's Name)'s breakfast and drives off. In a few minutes, he came back.

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