imagines.

Stanley Uris || xo. (part 2)

"Hello boys!"

Y/N's voice rang through the house as silence returned back to her. She placed the bag hanging on her shoulders on the hook by the door and started to wonder through the house. Silence, all through.

"Stan!"

The sound of running water finally cleared the deadly silence. She walked up into the main bathroom of the house and opened it to see the shower curtain closed.

"Hey baby boy, don't get soap in your mouth, your momma would kill me," Stanley spoke to their son on the other side of the thin covering.

"And he better not get any in his mouth," she spoke finally, walking to the curtain and pulling it back.

And there stood, Stanley Uris with his son in his arms and the running water falling down both their curled hair, making it damp.

"Momma's home!" Stanley smiled to his son and back to his wife.

"You are the best father Stanley Uris."

"So I've been told Y/N Uris."

(Sorry this is so bad.)