z.b (imagines) [💭]

baby steps

    Hearing Zak scream your name from your child's bedroom got you up and at em in no time. Worried about what he has done sweat pours from your forehead. Once you reach the room you stop dead in your tracks. "She's walking she's walking!!" Zak whisper yells as he keeps his hands on the carpet in front of the little one. Covering your mouth at how adorable Zak looked, you smiled and nodded. "Soon she's gonna be running all over the place like her father.." you nudge Zak a little, only earning a playfull scoff in response.

     He sighs in content, watching the baby fall onto her bottom. "She's getting the hang of it.." Zak says, picking her up. "Aren't you?" he starts to talk in his childish baby voice that no one but you has ever heard before, but you've come to love it nonetheless. "Yeah, she's gonna be so full of energy.." you stroke her hair, a small yawn in return to it catches you attention. Carefully taking the baby from Zak you head over to her crib, Zak watching from the bed. "She already is, man you should've seen her earlier.." you laugh at Zak's words considering you were, obviously, there.

    "Whatever Bagans.." he smirks and walks up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist looking down at his child with you. "She's gonna have your sass too." he whispers. You only scoff and roll your eyes. "Yup, just like that..Yikes just wait till she's a teenager, she's gonna be just like you.." you squeeze Zak's hands that were tightly secured on your waist. "Please don't talk so much about that.." you pause to gaze at the now sleeping infant in front of you. "I don't want my angle to grow up just yet.." Zak nods, his face pushing in your neck.