Judar Scenarios and One Shots

Don't Tell Me No, Kid

Summary:

anonymous asked:

Can I request a fluffy scenario with Judar playing with his son?

Rating - 'Teen' for cursing

"Come here, kiddo, stop running around like that. Your mom will know I gave you sweets if you keep acting crazy." Judar wiggled himself over to the edge of the bed he had been sitting on, reaching his arm out to catch his child mid-dash. The child screeched, both in delight and defiance, trying to wiggle himself back away from Judar's grip as he laughed. "Da, no!"

Judar pulled the child onto the bed, keeping him restrained. "Don't 'no' me, squirt. We talked about that." He plopped the child into his lap, waddling a finger at him. "Remember, you can only tell Mommy 'no'. That was our deal, right?" The child only giggled, snatching onto his finger.

Rolling his eyes a bit, the already exhausted Magi flopped back to lay down, keeping the child on his lap. "Why do I even try, you're like two years old, you dont understand me." The young boy only flopped Judar's hand around a bit, still holding on tightly to his finger. "Da, up!"

"What do you mean, you're already u-" Judar was interrupted as he gave a pained grunt, the child bouncing up and onto his stomach instead of his lap. "Up, up high!" With the wince still present on his face, Judar gripped the child by under his arms and held him up into the air above him.

"You almost killed me, child." He stared up at his son with a playful glare, though the boy only continued to laugh, waving his arms about a bit. After he noticed the look on Judar's face, he calmed down a bit, pointing down at him as he did his best to mimic Judar's grumpy expression.

Unable to keep his composure, Judar started to chuckle. "Very good, that was a good impression." The child began to giggle again, laughing as Judar bounced him up into the air a bit, catching him carefully. "You're such a turd, kid." He soon placed the child back down onto his chest, allowing him to bounce about a bit.

Soon, the child calmed down, grow fascinated with the jewel fashioned to Judar's neck piece. Judar gave a bit of a stretch as the child clawed at it with his tiny hands, speaking gibberish into the air. His eyes moved back to Judar as he started to speak agian.

"So, let's go over it again. You always say 'yes' to Daddy, right?" Judar pointed at himself as he spoke, causing the child to smile and nod as if he understood. "Da! Yes!" The child poked him on the face, causing Judar to chuckle again. "Good job. Now, what do you tell Mommy?"

The child glanced around a bit, a concerned look on his face. "Ma? Ma, no?" Judar nodded, ruffling his hair a bit. "That's right, you always tell Mommy 'no'." The child's eyes stopped in the direction of the door to the bedroom, suddenly smiling and pointing.

"Ma! No!" The child exclaimed happily, though Judar felt a cold chill run through his body as he heard the bedroom door close and the angry voice of his lover call to him.

He was fucked.