Bowers Gang Parental Preferences

cuddles

Henry-

(Y/N) was crying and Henry was stumped.

"How does this thing work?" He mumbled, he held the baby by the ankles upside down. The child giggled slightly but returned to sobbing. He sighed, holding the child right side up now. The sobbing stopped but (Y/N) was still pouting and had tears in his/her eyes, Henry sighed pulling the child to him. One hand on the back to keep them up, one hand on the back of the head to keep him/her to Henry. It was silent for a few moments before there was a happy squeal from the young one. Henry let out a relived sigh.

"That's all I had to do?" He just wished he had known this 2 hours prior.

Patrick-

It was a son/daughter, father day so Patrick would spend the whole day doing nothing without his child. After bathing, feeding and changing the infant. It was play time, but nothing was interesting to (Y/N). Rolling onto her stomach the baby struggled to keep his/her head up, dropping it every now and then in exhaustion. Seeing the young ones troubles Patrick chuckled and picked up the baby. (Y/N) grinned closing his/her eyes and blowing a bubble out of his/her saliva. Patrick smiled not daring to fanboy over him/her and hugged the little one close. The baby cooed and giggled, gripping onto his/her dadas hair.

Victor-

Henry had just visited and practically squeezed (Y/N) to death, worn Victor out with questions and loaded the cupboards with unnecessary bottles of alcohol. They were both exhausted. Victor laid back on the couch, on his chest was his baby. Victor had one arm under his head as a cushion and the other hand on the baby's back so he/she wouldn't roll off in his/her sleep. Victor smiled as he leaned his head back, this was his life now, with him and his baby. 

Belch-

Belch sat on the couch, his head leaning back against the couch. Eyes closed, thinking hard. Trying to forget of all the bad things he has done, but it didn't help. He heard (Y/N) wailing and groaned, he had gotten no sleep last night because of  his child. Standing up sluggishly he wandered towards (Y/N)s room, he had bought a crib not too long ago and was planning to decorate it with the guys. He reached into the crib and picked (Y/N) up with a yawn, patting the baby on the back gently. Suddenly, Belch stopped dead, his baby wrapped his/her arms tightly around his neck in an embrace. Belch smiled slowly and returned the embrace whole heartedly. He was careful not to hurt the small child.