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“Papa wake up. Papa. Wake up!”
A yank of the hair and purple eyes flew open sitting up right. A small ‘oumf’ came from the side of the bed and Keith turned to see a small angry face. He rubbed his eyes clear and a small hand came onto the blankets fisting it to haul the small person up.
“Papa!” the small toddler pouted with her arms crossed while she sat on the bed. She puffed out her face wrinkling her nose in the process. She had soft tan skin, black hair that came over her face, her eyes were a light green and a small hint of freckles over her chubby cheeks.
“Uh..I’m awake. Whats wrong?” Keith yawned rubbing his eyes again then finally stretching. He was in bed still and his daughter wasn’t a fan of sleeping in. He wasn’t sure why or where that even came from she was still only about four years old.
“Its breakfast!” she shouted. Keith scratched his side and looked at the time. It was about seven in the morning on a Saturday at that. She didn’t have anything planned for the day so why the rush today.
“Papa!” she shouted again now standing up with her hands on her hips. She was straddling his legs glaring him and he stared back at her unamused while slightly annoyed.
“Listen it’s-“
“Keith! Get outta bed already!” the door swung open with a kick and Keith was knocked out of bed from the shock of it bringing the toddler with him. She complained and screamed he was squishing her when he stood up and she climbed back onto the bed.
“Papa! I told Papa to wake up and he won’t listen!” she crossed her arms huffing. Keith looked at her annoyed then looked back at the door way.
“I blame you…for this…” he gestured at the toddler. She turned smiling at Keith then happily leaped off the bed to race between her other father’s legs.
“Don’t blame me I’m not the one who slept in.” smirked the tall man from the door way. He wore a frill apron over a nice sweater and jeans to keep from getting dirty. Keith however was still in a large shirt with saggy shorts and messy bed hair.
“Its Saturday! What lunatic wakes up at seven in the morning on a Saturday!” Keith shouted throwing his arms up.
“The one who married the early bird, lunatic.” Lance grinned waving at Keith as he headed back towards the kitchen. Keith face palmed himself and dragged his hand down making his eyes sag.
Keith stumbled into the kitchen when he saw his daughter sitting on three phone books instead of her high chair. He chuckled and took the seat next to her. She smiled up at him and held out her hair brush with some bows indicating she wanted her hair done. He took her off the books and sat her on his lap to gently brush her long hair. She happily closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of her father playing with her hair.
“Aww, I need to take a picture! Wait right there!” Lance screamed holding out his hand throwing the apron to the side. Keith looked at him in horror mid brush and looked back at their daughter. Least someone was going to look good in the picture. Lance raced back into the kitchen with his phone and waved at the toddler. She gasped and smiled wide pushing her cheeks together. Keith looked at Lance unsure when the flash went off blinding him.
“Right to social media with this one! Whose daddy’s super star? Who is it! My baby Lianni thats who!” Lance laughed scooping up the baby spinning her around giving her raspberries on the face causing her to have a giggle fit. Keith smiled standing and making his way to grab coffee when Lance grabbed his wrist pulling him into the family moment. Keith stumbled colliding into Lance’s shoulder while Lance draped his arm around Keith’s waist. Their daughter wrapped her free arm around Keith’s neck and peppered his face with kisses causing him to laugh.
“Hm..my turn.” Lance smirked. He leaned in quick and caught Keith by surprise kissing him hard on the lips. Keith’s eyes flew open at the gesture but melted into it smiling while their daughter clung to their necks laughing. Lance pulled away and smiled at his husband who grew a shade of pink.
“Lance..” Keith chuckled. Lance grinned wide and placed their daughter back to the floor. She stayed in between them looking up at her parents when they embraced again kissing deeply. She laughed and clung to their legs bringing their knees together. The pulled apart and Lance looked down at her laughing. Keith wrapped his arm around Lance’s waist while the other went to stroke their daughter’s hair affectionately.
“Still mad we woke you?” Lance grinned. Keith sighed rolling his eyes shaking his head with a cheerful grin.
“Waking up to this makes it worth it.” Keith laughed. Lance smiled wide and pressed a kiss to his mouth again. It was perfect. Their life together was all they could ever want. It was a dream come true.
“So are you going to tell Papa about me being a big sister?” their child shouted yanking Lance’s jean. Keith froze, his face fell flat and he glared at Lance raising an eyebrow. Lance looked away whistling rubbing his neck avoiding Keith’s eyes.
“Hehe! You’re silly Papa! You said Papa would lose his head!” the toddler laughed hugging Keith’s knees looking up at Lance. Keith stayed glaring at this husband who was now sweating and smiling sheepishly.