𝟓𝐬𝐨𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐥.𝟏

Love of my life (Ashton Irwin Fluff)

Summary: Ashton and (Y/N) are trying to figure out co-parenting. Which is really not as easy as it seems when there are still feelings involved. 
(Request: AngelM1004) (Words: 4.5k) (Part 1: Unexpected)
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There has only been a moment since I've been able to put Ethan to sleep and I feel like I am about to pass out from the exhaustion. I have had him home for only 3 days and I swear, that baby must of hate the idea of me being able to fall asleep.

And right as I thought that I will finally go to sleep for the next 30 minutes that it will take baby Irwin to demand to be fed, the doorbell goes off, making me gasp in dread as Ethan begins crying. I sigh, closing my eyes as I slide my feet from the couch to the little basin he is sleeping in and pick him up.
"Hush little baby, don't you cry..." I begin singing as I bounce him softly and walk to the door.
I open the door, revealing Ashton all smiley behind the door.
"Look at you, with your 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep... Thinking you can just ring people's doorbells..." I sing in the rhythm of the lullaby as Ashton walks in.
"Did I wake you up?" He asks, closing the door softly.
"Worse, you woke the siren up..." I coo, plastering a fake smile on my face.
"I am so sorry. Wanna hand him to me?" He offers, leaving the grocery bags on the floor.
"It's fine. I will just rock him to sleep and then go die." I state, kissing the baby's head.
"He has quite the voice for a 6-day old." He comments, chuckling proudly.
"Irwin, I swear to God, I will gauge your eyes out." I murmur, too tired to even keep courtesy.
"I'll go put the stuff in place." He backs away, leaving me in the living room to try and put Ethan back to sleep.

He finally falls back asleep, making me sigh relieved. I just hope Ashton gets the fuck out of my house soon so I can get some precious pillow minutes.
"Wow, you look fine." Ashton comments in a whisper as he walks back in the living room. I flip him off, blinking slowly as I relax more and more.
"Go to sleep in your bed. I'll look over him." He suggests, looking inside the basin.
"What if he wakes up?" I ask, making him chuckle.
"I'll try to calm down. Come on, I've taken care of my siblings when they were babies." He helps me get up, lightly shoving me towards my bedroom.
"Are you sure about that?" I ask and he hums.
"Yes, I am sure. Go." He replies, making me nod before I walk to the bedroom and plop softly on top of the bed.

When I wake up, I find Ashton holding Ethan to his chest as the newborn sleeps softly.
"How long have I been asleep?" I ask and he chuckles at me.
"2 and a half hours... He has been sleeping the whole time. Such a daddy's boy." He replies, rubbing his hand on the baby's back.
"I am screwed." I sigh, massaging my temples.
"I ordered you some coffee from Postmate." He points at the cups on the coffee table.
"I can't have coffee." I reply as I sit on the couch.
"Why?" He asks in confusion.
"I am breastfeeding. And this little fella likes his milk with no coffee." I coo, running my hand over his fuzz-covered baby head.
"He is so cute when he sleeps. Baby angel..." I comment, smiling at the baby who has bunched up his little hands.
And then he groans as he wakes up, crying a bit and making me sigh.
"What? Why? What does he want?" He asks, panicking a little.
"He needs milk." I sigh, lowering my tank top and freeing my breast from the maternity bra.
"Oh..." He blushes as he hands him to me, immediately turning around.
"You've seen me naked before. I mean, there is tangible evidence." I state as Ethan begins suckling.
"Yeah, I know... But that was a while ago." He replies, stuttering a little.

I yawn as I lean back, looking at the little boy as he breastfeeds.
"Why are you actually here?" I ask him, chuckling at him as he is still with his back to me.
"Uh, I guess... I wanted to talk to you about how we are going to handle this whole thing... Like, I don't know, how we are going to co-parent, and we need to talk about it. Just us, no lawyers or third-persons. You and I, we were always good at talking things out." He explains and I bite my lip.
"Can we do it after Ethan is done eating?" I ask and he hums in agreement.
"Sure... I'll go make you some tea, I guess." He offers and I hum.
"I have some ginger tea in my cabinet... It helps with nursing." I say as he walks to my kitchen.