Long Lost Love (Robert Downey Jr. Fanfiction)

Termination Of A Dream

"Hayley wake up!" I heard Robert exclaimed and jumped on the bed.

I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I can hear Zion's sobs next to me.

"Help me!" Robert pleaded and started to shook me.

I turned around to face Zion. His little tears was streaming down again and he was hiccuping.

"Sssshh. What's wrong, baby?" I asked and hugged his tiny body.

Robert pouted and laid down next to him. Zion was in the middle of us.

He kept on sobbing. I'm glad that he doesn't wail. Just sobs or hiccup cries.

"Go back to sleep, baby." I pleaded to him. I know it's impossible because I know it's already 6 o'clock in the morning but it's worth a shot.

"I think he's hungry." Robert said and stood up. He started to scoop milk powder on one of Zion's bottles and shook it.

He poured a little to his hand and licked it.

"Is that okay?" Robert asked and tossed me the bottle.

I did the same and licked my hand.

"I don't know. I think it'll do." I said and started to feed Zion.

He stopped sobbing when I put the bottle in his mouth. He quietly drank the milk while moving his tiny feet up and down.

Robert carried Zion and started to sing songs to him while drinking his milk.

I pressed my back on the headboard and watched my two boys together. It was literally adorable waking up and seeing your husband carrying your son. Robert was walking around the room with Zion's head on his shoulder.

"Millions of women would kill to be in my position right now." I smirked and hugged a pillow.

Robert looked at me. "We're feeling the same, babe." He said and continued to sing for Zion.

I stood up and went outside the room. My house is now full of baby stuffs. Scattered toys on the floor and baby bottles, pacifiers and bibs are everywhere.

I went to the kitchen and made coffee. I sat on a stool lazily and looked at the Cerelacs and Gerber's that Hugh and Tom gave to Zion. He can't eat them yet so I decided to open a banana-flavored Cerelac.

I made one for myself and started to eat. Mhm, baby foods are the best. It tastes so mushy and sweet.

Robert also went to the kitchen while carrying Zion. He was sucking his tiny thumb and his head was rested on Rob's chest.

"Why are you eating those? It's for Zion!" Robert argued.

"I'm sorry." I apologized but continued eating.

Robert placed Zion on a feeding chair and made a coffee for himself.

"Babe?" He mumbled.

"Mhm?"

"Since you don't want to breastfeed Zion... Well, uh... can I taste them?" Robert asked pleadingly and turned to face me.

I went berserk when he said that.

"Ew. That's disgusting, Robert!" I shouted.

Zion was playing Robert's car key.

Robert shot me a look of his puppy dog eyes.

"Don't give me that look." I said coldly and turned my gaze to Zion instead.

He leaned over to the island and in my peripheral vision, I saw that he matched the pitiful eyes with a pout.