And He Loves You: Beatles One shots and imagines

Just you and me~~McCartney

  You laid in bed finally closing your eyes to sleep, just as the sun was beginning to rise. Then the front door slammed, Paul was home and Jamie began to cry making you whimper, "No no no no baby no," you groaned sitting up, pulling the fat little lump into your arms, "Why must ye always cry ye little rascal," you groaned lifting your shirt over your chest, holding him in your hands. 

 "If ye don't start sucking on tha nipple immediately, I'll hang ye I swear fattie," Paul chuckled, leaning against the doorway, causing you to jump, "Well rather brash, but I don't mind if I do love," you fussed tiredly, unable to even muster a glare, "Fuck ye Paul," he smirked sliding onto his knees, by the bed, holding your smaller figure by the waist. 

 You whined, "I'm not in for a lay," he fussed, pulling his jeans off "Why not babe, ye've only been here all day," he fussed once more, your expression dropped, "Get out ye asshole, I'm never laying ye again," he pouted hard nuzzling into your stomach, "No no no," 

 You just glared nursing the baby, "I hate ye," he laughed a little, "Tisn't really wha' I imagined parenting to look like," you fussed a lil, "I 'aven't slept in four days, Jamie jus keeps crying," He smiled and slid his arms around your waist kissing your neck sweetly, "I love ye baby girl, I'm sorry this is so hard for ye," 

  You smiled a little, "He's asleep!" you whisper yelled putting him gently into his cradle giggling softly, "Be so so so so quiet," he chuckled and pulled you into his arms, pressing his face into your neck. You smelled so good, he thought, you always smelled good. 

  You quickly fell asleep in his strong arms, and just as Paul closed his soft opalescent, hazel coloured eyes to sleep, the baby began to cry. He sighed and slid out of bed tiredly, picking up little Jamie in his arms, "Hey buddy, guess it's just ye and me,"