Celebrity imagines

Zac Efron

Requested: No

Warnings: Cuteness

Word Count:  581

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''Matt.. come on, lil feller! Eat your breakfast.'' Zac said to his small two year old son, running his hand through Matt's hair. Matt was a spitting image of Zac. A miniature Zac.
The little guy shook his head, looking at his daddy with the same big blue eyes.

''No?'' Zac asked in defeat. You were away on a business trip for two days, leaving the care on Zac, who took a few days off for this. You hated to go away but this trip was really something only you had the power to do.

''Mommy.. always cut in pieces.'' Matt babbled, pointing his small index finger to the knife Zac was holding.
''Oh yeah, she does, doesn't she?'' Zac smiled embarrassed, not even thinking about how kids love the order of things.

Zac takes the slice of bread, and cuts it in pieces. He saw the shimmer of his wedding ring, and automatically thought about you, and smiled. He shoved the plate back to his son.

''Is that how mommy does it?'' Zac smiled. Matt's face lit up, giggling still shaking his head.
''No?'' Zac asked, now smiling.
''No!!'' Matt giggled.
''Well eat it anyway, mommy will be home soon, kiddo.'' Zac said, petting his head.

Matt kept on babbling unintelligible sentences, with a few words that actually made sense, eating his pieces of bread slowly.
Zac ate much faster, nodding at Matt when he said something as if Zac understood what he was saying.

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When Zac finally put Matt to bed at 7 PM, Matt slept right away. Zac had been playing with him all day, and the most weird games were being played. He played Peter Pan with him, Indians, a little bit of football. He built a castle, and you played that for hours what it seemed. They played that they were sitting on a blanket, and the rest of the house was the ocean with sharks. It was like that kid never got tired, but when Matt was finally laying down in bed, his eyes fluttered and soon they closed.

Zac sat on his bed with a smile, rubbing his hair, watching his son sleeping.

''I love you, son.'' Zac said to the small angel faced boy, kissing him on his forehead.
He stood up, stretched for a while, also tired from that energy ball that was going around the house today.
He walked downstairs to lock up when you walked in with your weekend bag. Your eyes were tired from the trip but when you heard Zac's voice your whole face smiled.

''Baby, you're home so soon!'' Zac said, running up to you, lifting you up, spinning you around for a while.
''Yeah, I got the work done early so.. but why so surprised? Did you do anything naughty?'' You asked jokingly, grinning at him.
''Yeah.. missing you. I'm a bad boy, I know.'' Zac said, pulling up his shoulders, his signature smirk on his face.

You put your arms around his neck, pulling him real close, hiding your face.

''Hmmm, I missed this.'' You whispered, as you felt Zac taking in your scent.
''I've missed you. Matt did too. You're having a hard job, taking care of him, and then your part time job at the office.'' Zac mumbled in your hair.

You took his face between your hands, looking at him.

''He made you tired, didn't he?'' You giggled. Zac nodded.
''Very.'' He replied. You pecked his lips, as you took him by the hand.
''Let's go to bed, honey.'' You said, walking upstairs. Zac yawned, slowly walking behind you.
''My idea.'' He replied.