~ Jalbert One Shots ~

~ Fatherhood ~

Albert and Jake attempting to raise a baby.

aka Samuel.

~~

{3rd Person}

"Make it stop!" Jake screamed over the loud wails of their newborn child. Albert glared at him while walking to his son and gently cradling it. "Screaming at the baby will only make it worse" he said, shoving a bottle of milk in its tiny mouth.

Both men had red, tired eyes and deep eye bags. Anyone would guess that they have been playing Fortnite all night long, but no.

They've been putting up with powerful cry's that will drive almost anyone into madness.

The child soon started to calm down, and grew tired. Albert gently set him down on the crib and backed off slowly. "We can finally... relax" he whispered full of joy. Jake smiled ear to ear. They both tiptoed to their bed and collapsed, that foreign feeling of relaxation and sleep taking over them.

In a matter of seconds, both men peacefully fell asleep.

{m m m morning}

Exactly 6:30 in the morning, as usual, and Samuel once again started at his cries. Jake jerked awake, and pulled on his hair out of frustration. "I can't tAkE iT anYmORe!" He yelled, running out of the house in only his briefs.

Unfortunately, the mailman happened to be delivering at their house exactly when Jake ran out. The man simply raised an eyebrow, and shook his head. "Having trouble with the baby again?" He asked, setting down some papers. It wasn't really the first time Jake had ran out like this...

The look on Jake's eyes was all what the man needed to see. "I feel for you man" he said, "but it gets worse, trust me." Jake wheezed. "How can it get anymore worse than this?" He asked, his voice all slurred and tired.

The man only smirked, and got on his bike. He rode off, leaving Jake in a state of confusion and anger. He plugged his ears and walked back in the house to find Albert rocking the baby.

Even Albert had worse eye bags than Jake. He started to feel sorry for him. Hey, they were only 20 and 22. That's pretty rough.

Jake collapsed softly next to Albert, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and kissing his temple softly. "We should get a nanny" Jake whispered, leaning his head against Albert's.

Albert's head shot up. "Russo!" He exclaimed, a smile growing on his tired face.

"Russo?"

"Russo!"

"Russo?"

"RUSSO."

"Okay okay!"

Jake pulled out his phone and punched in Russo's number.

"Ey yo hii Jake" Russo whispered, his pitch more squeaky than usual.

"Have you been fangirling?" Jake said, raising an eyebrow.

"Aha.. you know me to well" he chuckled.

"Heh, anyways, will you be willing to take care of Samuel while we're gone?"

"OF COURSE I'LL BE RIGHT THERE" Russo yelled, hanging up eagerly. Jake laughed and put his phone away.

"What's so funny?" Albert asked, tilting his head slightly.

"I think Russo's been reading too many Jalbert fanfictions by the tone of his voice" he laughed.

A bang echoed through the hall of their house, followed by rapid footsteps. Jake didn't bother checking the door, already knowing it was Russo.