Aphmau Boyfriend Scenarios ♡

Travelling

Garroth;

"Garroth! I'm home! Have you guys packed yet?" You holler, shutting the door.
"Uh.. not exactly?" Garroth yells from the children's room.
"What do you mean, 'not exactly'. And why are you.. Oh my god.." you face palm and laugh full heartedly.
It was exactly like Garroth to let the children play while he packed their bags.
"Honey, I get you want them to play. But this? They should pack their own bags. We help after." You kneel next to him and the mess of clothes.
"Sorry Y/N, can you take the wheel while I go start our bag?" He follows your gaze as you stand.
"Yea." Placing a kiss on his head you turn to the set of twins.
Garroth escaped as soon as you cleared your throat.
"Hey! Look at me!" You bark at your kids. They drop the spaceship and the doll and stand up straight.
"It is not daddy's job to pack your clothes. Can you two please pack the bags we set out for you? We have.. an hour at most to pack." You set a hand on your hip and look at your kids.
"But, mama, we don't want to.." Your daughter mumbles.
"Okaay.. whoever packs faster gets to choose the candy for the plane." That got the kids attention, the bolted to their dressers and yelled out competitive insults while packing.
"All done, Honey!" You call while closing their door.
"Good job, love!" Garroth calls back.

Laurance;

"Laurance! Come get your daughter!" You yell into the bathroom. Laurance leans from the cabinet, still packing toiletries into a plastic bag.
"Oh, okay!" He rushes over and picks up the 6 month old he and yourself had raised.
You fold her blanket and rush to the laundry room.
"Laurance did you finish the load of laundry?" You ask, still sticking clothes in a basket.
"Yea, they're in the closet." He replies.
"Okay." You run to the bedroom and drop the basket.
"How much time?" He asks, burping his daughter.
"Uh," you check your phone. "37 minutes." You open the closet and grab that basket.
After folding the clothes and shoving them into a travel safe bag Laurance straps on a baby pack. While he did that you cradled the baby girl.
"Ready." He confirmed.
You slid the baby in and grabbed the bag.
"Lights off?" "Mhm." "Doors locked?" "Yes." "Oven off?" You think a moment. "Yea."
Locking the front door behind Laurance, the bright sun of Love Love shone onto the metallic lock.
"And we're off!" You cheer.

Dante;

"Mami!" One of your boys ran to your doorway, breathless.
"Yes?" You ask, flipping a blouse to fold it.
"Brother is outside!" He complains.
"Did he finish packing?" You put the blouse into your carry-on backpack.
"No. Papi is outside too." He points to the window.
You sigh and stand up. Sometimes it seemed like you had three kids, not two. Sliding the bedroom window open you see Dante and your, not by much, older son. "DANTE!" You yell.
His eyes widen as he stares at you.
"Boss saw, run!" He threw your son over his shoulder and ran to the from of the house.
"Get back here!" You scream, shutting the window running to the front of the house.

Gene;

"Are you sure he's okay?" You ask in a concerned tone, staring down at the plane floor.
"I'm sure the cat's fine, Y/N. He's with other animals." Gene sighs.
"What if the plane opens or something and he dies!?" You squeak, bringing your knees to your chest.
"Like that's ever happened in this century." He mumbles.
"Our baby's gonna die." You pout.
"Sure. Keep telling yourself that, hon, won't make your mental concern any better." He gives you a crooked smile.
"Why couldn't we have faked his service animal tag?" You let your knees down, hitting the tray.
"I dunno, maybe because it's kindof, well. Illegal?" He points out.
"Right..." you groan.
"Just hang in there. It's only 5 hours." He pats your head.

Blaze;

"Wait, so this thing is gonna go like, 33,000 feet in the air? Or 33,000 meters?" Blaze shifts uncomfortably in his seat.
"Feet, I think." You flip through the plane safety packet.
"Is that taller than the colossal?" He asks, his ears pinning back.
"Uh, yea. Way taller." You giggle at his anime reference. "Is your highschool reunion that important?" He whines.
"It's your reunion too. And I know damn well you wanna see the wolf pack." You point out.
"Well, yea. But do we have to fly there?" He taps his finger nervously.
"If we drove it would be like, 2 days long. Plus a boat ride. On a plane it'll only take about 7 hours." You explain.
"Seven?" He lets out a whimper.
"Yes. Now shuttup, the plane's about to depart." You buckle your seat belt and Blaze's.
"Wait what!?"

Travis;

"Do we need this?" Travis asks, holding up a blue hoodie. "No." You sigh. This had been going on for about an hour. "Okay, last thing. Do we need this?" He holds up a stuffed animal pig.
"That's not ours." You giggle.
"Oh? Oh! Hey!" He grips it and runs out of the room. "Is this yours?" You hear him ask your daughter.
"No dad." She replies.
"Are you really sure?" He asks again.
"N-no!" She giggles.
"Don't make me tickle you!" He threatens.
"There'll be no tickling in my house." You point at no one in particular, entering your daughter's room.
"Plus, have you packed your bag?" You grab the stuffed pig and hold it at your side.
"Nooo?" Your daughter smiles and backs up.
"Maybe tickling is an option." You pretend to ponder your decision.
"Okay! The pig is mine! And I'll go pack now!" She squeals, grabbing the pig and dashing to her room.
"Always works." Travis smirks childishly. "Yea," you sigh. "Let's go pack." You grab his sweatshirt sleeve and pull him back to the open suitcase on the floor.

Aaron;
(This recently happened to my brother and his wife)
"Ma'am, remove the necklace." The security officer gestures to your golden chain.
"Oh! Okay. Sorry. I forgot I was wearing it." You murmur, sliding it off and placing it in the plastic box.
The couple in front of you and Aaron go through security check unarmed and start redressing themselves in their accessories and shoes.
"Step through." The guard grumbles.
You step in and stand for a second before stepping out again. You exhale in relief.
"Sir, you go." The guard grumbles at Aaron.
He steps through unarmed.
"Okay sir, Step over here please. I don't completely trust the detector." The guard sneers.
Aaron obediently follows the guards gesture.
"Wait, where should I wait?" You ask another checker.
"Uh, you can take you and your others
Stuff over to that station in front of where Butch took your other." Thee lady smiles.
"Th-thanks." You grab Aarons things and your own before rushing to the station.
"Sir, do you have anything under your jacket? On your forearms more specifically?" Butch asks, patting Aarons torso down.
"No sir." Aaron sighs.
"I have to ask you to remove the jacket." Butch crosses his arms.
Aaron slips the jacket off and shrugs.
Butch gives a look of embarrass.
"My apologies sir, please continue." He mumbles, giving Aaron the okay.

(Random, but I'm listening to a nightcore playlist and 'You don't Know your beautiful' came on and it reminded me of my old toothbrush that played this song, I loved that piece of crap)

Zane;

"Okay, so, how long is the flight?" You ask Zane.
"Erm, 6 hours?" He shrugs uncertainly.
"Oh. D-do we have to go to your brothers w-wedding?" You bite your lip.
"Yes, Y/N. He came to ours. So we're returning the favor." He points out.
"Okay. So, why can't we just like, video call." You whine.
"Because, Laurance said Garroth wanted us to be there. Not on a video call." Zane sighs.
"O-okay.. so.. Garroth and Laurance's wedding, huh?" You giggle nervously.
"Y/N, love, I don't know what's up, but you're acting crazy." Zane slips his mask down.
"Sorry.. I'm scared." You murmur.
"That's fine." Zane grasps your hand.
"Thanks.." you smile.
"Please prepare for takeoff."
You squeak. "Is it too late to go home?!"
"Yes!"

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I did it!! B E P R O U D