You were babysitting your little siblings while your parents were away for the weekend. Their names were Grayson and Blythe. Grayson was 7 and Blythe was 3. You were 15. You let them play in the backyard while you made them some peanut butter sandwiches cut in a dinosaur for Grayson and Smily faces for Blythe. All of a sudden you heard Blythe scream! You dropped the bread and ran out to the back door. You stopped in your tracks when you saw your boyfriend Payton picked Blythe up and was spinning her around. Grayson grabbed onto his legs and the all fell over laughing. You smiled to yourself. I mean one of the things that you adored in a guy was if he was good with kids. You opened the back door Grayson and Blythe were chasing after a ball that Payton kicked. You went up behind him and hugged him from behind with your head on his shoulder and your hands under his arms on his chest.
Y/n: hey baby
Payton: hey princess
He turned you around so you weren't behind him anymore. He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you. Grayson and Blythe were at your guys feet.
Grayson: ewwwwwww
Payton scrunched up his nose and copied Grayson.
Payton: ewwwwwwww
You started to walk inside and said that lunch was almost ready. You turned around to see Payton holding both of their hands and following behind me. You smiled to yourself. He's perfect.
