Ethan Nestor x Reader || Crankgameplays Imagines

- Aussie-American Family: Part 2 -

I woke up in the middle of the night and roll over to cuddle Ethan, but he wasn't there. I looked at the digital clock on Ethan's bedside table and squinted at it, it was really bright. It read 2:37am and I started wondering where Ethan could be. The kitchen maybe? I rolled back over and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, brushing my hair out of my face with both of my hands.

I got up and walked sleepily to the door, and as I got closer, I could hear Ethan's voice. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and walk down the hallway to where his voice was coming from, it was Ryder's bedroom. 

I quietly poked Ryder's door to find him cradled in Ethan's arms. I leaned on the door frame and crossed my arms over my stomach, this was the sweetest thing i've seen. Ryder's legs were wrapped around Ethan and his head was resting on his shoulder, falling asleep. It was recently Ryders 2nd birthday and he was dressed in one his new pairs of pyjamas.

"Hey, was he crying?" I whispered, which made Ethan turn his head. 

I wrapped my left arm around Ethan's thin waist, standing at his side and placing my other arm around our baby. 

"Hi baby, yeah his diaper needed changing" Ethan whispered kissing my forehead. 

"Don't you mean nappy?" I corrected him while smiling. 

"Sorry mate" he whispered in his best attempt of an aussie accent, which made Ryder open his eyes for second, only to turn his head the other way and closed them while yawning.

His hazel eyes reminded me so much of his father's, and I looked up at Ethan to see him smiling. Ethan stepped forward to put Ryder in his cot, and I stood next to him to brush my hand lightly on the side of Ryder's face. Ethan grabbed my hand and led me back to our bedroom to go back to sleep. 

I faced my back to Ethan as I covered myself with the covers, and I could feel Ethan's hand slide up my waist as he got closer to me. He moved his hand to the front of me and there was no space between us anymore. I put my hand on the top of his and interlaced my fingers with his, and fell asleep to his steady heartbeat against my back.

*Morning*

Ryder was babbling to himself in his highchair and banged against the plastic table in front of him, which was his signal that he wanted food. My mum would often post vegemite to LA because she knew how much I missed it. I was so happy that Ryder loved it too, but Ethan hated it. 

As I was spreading vegemite on Ryder's toast, he started yelling.

"I want begee!" He shouted, since he couldn't pronounce v's yet. It was the cutest thing.

"Your begee's coming" I said with a smile, this was our daily routine.

"I can't believe he likes that stuff" Ethan cringed, i'd been making him try vegemite toast frequently and he'd stopped gagging at it, but he still didn't love it. Yet, I thought.

I placed Ryder's toast on a plate in front of him, and he started eating it instantly. I put my toast in the toaster and Ethan came up behind me. He slowly slid his hands from the side of my waists to my stomach and he rested his chin on my shoulder. I turned my head and softly kissed him on the cheek.

"Nuh uh" Ethan whispered "try again"

I started to turn around and Ethan put his hands on my waist again, gripping them tightly. I quickly pecked him on the lips, but he proceeded to lengthen the kiss and I laughed at him, quietly giggling "s-st-op". 

"ewww!" Ryder yelled at us.

"Shit I forgot he was there" Ethan whispered before going to the pantry to grab his cereal.

"No you didn't, you were doing it on purpose" I started buttering my toast after poking him hard in the back.

Ethan winked at me and sat close to Ryder while eating his cereal.

After a few minutes, Ryder had finished eating.

"I'm done!" Ryder clapped.

"Good job handsome!" Ethan smiled while lifting Ryder out of his highchair, leaving his almost finished cereal on the table. He spun around with Ryder in his arms and lifted him behind his head to put him on his shoulders. Ryder couldn't stop giggling as Ethan bounced him while walking to go get him dressed. I had mad baby fever right now, I wanted a daughter.

I put the butter and vegemite away as I started eating, and smiled at the thought of having a little girl. 

Ethan came back with Ryder dressed in light grey jeans, a dark blue hoodie and dark blue converse.

"Look at our handsome boy!" Ethan said while turning to show Ryder from different angles, which only made Ryder giggle.

"I know where he gets his looks from" I looked at Ethan, walking up to them.

"Baaabe" Ethan gushed, kissing my cheek as I rubbed Ryders back.

"No! No kissing mommy" We both laughed at him and I agreed with him, pretending to be offended. I loved Ryder's mixed australian/american accent, I was proud that he at least had a small australian accent.

Ethan put Ryder down and he ran off, going into the lounge room to play with his toys.

"Fuck, he's cute" I smile, leaning into Ethan's chest.

"I liked what you said before, but he gets his looks from you too" He rubbed my back slowly, kissing my forehead.

I looked up at him, his hazel eyes shining at me. 

"You're grouse" I smile

"You're a baabe" He said in a stupid voice.

I laughed and rested my head back on his chest. He swayed us slowly and we closed our eyes. I could hear Ryder talking to his toys and left Ethan's embrace. I walked to the lounge room door with Ethan close behind me. Ethan leaned on the door frame and wrapped his hand around my shoulder, pulling me close so I was leaning on him. We watched our baby play and I told Ethan what I was thinking earlier.

"I want another one" I whined.

Ethan looked at me and smirked, leaning closer to my ear.

"I wouldn't mind making one" I slapped him softly at his dirty remark and he laughed.

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I feel like making a part 3... It wouldn't be long and would probably be the last part of the Aussie-American Family chapters. Let me know if you would want that.

I love you all and stay cranky :)

xxxx