A non-requested fic about: Finding Bob with your daughter when you wake up in the middle of the night.
____You awoke suddenly with a start, your eyes blinking sleepily, adjusting to the surrounding blackness as your rapid heartbeat slowly settled into a gentle rhythm. The violent jolt that interrupted your rest had taken you by surprise; it's force spread across your torso and travelled down your limbs, causing them to quiver momentarily. You sluggishly rolled over, kicking out your legs as your lower back twisted and cracked into place with a deep stretch. With your left arm now outstretched, your fingers traced the cold material of the sheets before you, the soft caressing becoming a gentle patting as your hand attempted to locate something.
With your attempt unsuccessful, you pulled your body up and forced yourself against the smooth leather headboard of the empty bed. The soft, white glow of the nearby lamp illuminated the room comfortably as you lazily pulled the switch with a groan. Your eyes rapidly traced the vast bed that you found yourself alone in, a figure missing from the area of the rumpled and tangled sheet that lay by your side.
In a state of confusion you pulled yourself up again, standing gracefully in one swift motion. You hastily manoeuvred past the bed frame, carefully avoiding it's sharp corners as you made your way towards the door. With your right hand outstretched and ready to wrap around the handle you stopped; in a frozen position you heard something behind the wood. With your focus now strongly concentrated on the faint sounds beyond, you were able to vaguely make out a hum that lingered in the air around you. You silently gripped the cold metal of the handle and pulled the door open, revealing a dull glow of light that bounced off the ceiling outside.
Your eyes traced the holographic-style light shapes that has been projected across the walls of the room you now approached. Your gaze followed the white of the moons and stars that lit up and contrasted the coloured wallpaper in amazement as your feet quietly advanced closer to the entrance. Upon reaching the doorway to the room which housed the peaceful setting and calming hums, you stretched around the frame, peering in. An almost-silent squeak of joy escaped your lips as your eyes locked onto the figures that occupied the room.
Bob Hall had pushed himself into the armchair that stood beside the white cot in your child's bedroom. His legs were crossed underneath him, his bare feet pressed against the lightly textured material. Within his folded arms, that fell just above his lap, he cradled a small bundle of human that had been wrapped in layers of pale pink blankets. Your daughter's tiny hand had wrapped itself around one of Bob's, her own wrinkled fingers gripping onto his gold wedding ring, coiling around the band. Bob's dark curls had fallen down the side of his face, gently grazing his skin as he watched sleep defeat his daughter, the gentle hum vibrating from his lips falling silent as her eyes gracefully closed. Bob smiled contently in response as he watched his child's chest slowly rise and fall in his arms as her mobile of musical notes danced above the both of them. In her slumber, the child's hand slipped from his finger and fell against Bob's stomach, her minute palm squeezing at the material and bunching up part of his white t-shirt.
"Hey", you whispered, silently stepping into the room, taking him by surprise slightly.
"Hey you", he replied soothingly, a joyful, dimply smile pasted across his face. The bundle let out a tiresome sigh and rolled sleepily in Bob's lap, pressing closer into his torso.
"You alright? Wanna come back to bed?" You asked cautiously, trying to avoid waking the baby.Bob dropped his gaze to focus on his daughter's face once more before shaking his head gently; he still wore a wide smile. He lifted his hand attentively to adjust the frame of his glasses before dropping it once more to lightly stroke her head, his skin fondling the cloth of her little pink hat.
"I think I'll stay a little longer", he finally replied. His whole face was lit up with pure happiness.
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Catb Imagines
FanfictionJust a book full of catb X reader imagines. I write about all the lids (including Larry) and post them here and on Tumblr (@bobs-business). Please feel free to send it requests via personal message, comment or Tumblr! Thanks for reading x