Aphmau boyfriend scenarios and oneshots: book 2

Mystreet Gene x Single Mother Reader

Requested by @partyneon and @SparrowSalem (both wanted Gene so hit two birds with one stone and combine the two requests) hope you enjoy!

Daughter's name = d/n

Son's name = s/n

No one ever understands the love you can possibly have for a child until you have one of your own. Women around the world go through 9 months of waiting, pain, and anxiety, just to go through hours of agony when giving birth.

But is it worth it?

Definitely.

You hear a knock at the door just as you put your two kids down for a nap. Cursing in your head, you rush to the door before the mystery person could create more noice by producing another set of knocks.

Before even getting a chance to lay eyes on your current guest, you step outside and quietly shut the door behind you. Finally being able to see this person, you gasp as you come face to face with a broad chest. Jumping back from shock, your head hits the door.

"Shit..." you groan, rubbing your head.

You feel a hand touch your forearm. "Hey are you okay? Looks like you took a good hit there. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that." A deep voice says in a apologetic voice.

Gazing up, your eyes meet with a very handsome man about your age. He had charcoal black hair and sparkling teal eyes. You blush slightly, tilting your head to get a better look at the handsome man.

You freeze once realizing you still haven't answered his question. Brushing your hair to the side, you try to slowly gain back your composure.

"Oh, um I'm fine! It's okay, don't worry about it." You say, waving your hands in a dismissive manor.

He chuckles lightly, holding out his hand. "I'm Gene. Me and two of my friends just moved in a couple days ago. I just wanted to introduce myself to some of our neighbors. So far your the only one who's..... I don't know, how do I say it?" He asks himself, pausing at the end.

"Ah, so you've met Mr. Ronalds huh? Don't mind him, he's just a grumpy old man. He used to be a military caption, but once he was forced to retire he vowed to make an army of his own to lead." You explain, shaking Gene's hand. "Just letting you know, he still hasn't found anyone to join his army." You add in at the end, playfully whispering the last part.

Gene laughs and sticks his hands in his front pockets. "Well, you gotta name cutie?" He asks.

Your cheeks burn, forgetting what it's like for someone to actually flirt with you. "I-I, I'm Y/n." You say, cursing at yourself for stuttering.

He flashes you a toothy grin. "Well it's nice to meet you Y/n. Actually, a friend of mine lives on the street and is throwing me a welcome party tonight. You should come." He says, scanning your face for answers.

You sigh. "Sorry, I don't think I can make it. I have to watch my kids and I don't think I can get a sitter in time. Thank you for your consideration though." You say, disappointment lacing your voice.

You notice Gene's grin grow even wider. "Wow you have kids? You look so young, I would have never guessed." He says.

You blush. "Heh, well I got married at a young age. I guess I just started the process a little early." You say, beginning to laugh awkwardly.

Gene's smile fades a little. "Oh, y-your married?" He asks, fiddling with the holes is his pockets.

"No, my husband passed away three years ago. H-he was actually in the army. You can guess where that led...." You trail off, sadly smiling at all the memories of him that began to play in your head.