𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 || 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚜

Twenty-Eight

*2 years later*

Y/n's pov

"Momma, momma!" Scarlett jumped up onto the bed, jumping around.

"Come on momma! It's Christmas!"

I open my eyes, a confused look on my face.

"No it's not." I said, looking at my phone.

"It's the middle of August." I said tiredly.

"Fine then, it's not Christmas, it's Easter!"

"Easter is in April, baby." I muttered tiredly.

"Oh... well then it's my birthday!"

"Chris come get your daughter!"

"It's well after 12 pm, she's yours now!"

I sighed.

I got up, and she followed me.

Chris smiled as he yelled "Y/n!" as I walked out of the room, making me scream loudly.

My hands briefly covered my mouth before I looked at Chris with an exhausted look.

"I love you." He said sweetly.

I groaned in annoyance.

My heart was pounding, and I for sure didn't feel tired anymore.

"Better than a cup of coffee huh?" He asked, smiling.

I looked at him, my eyes glazed with exhaustion.

"I would've preferred the cup of coffee."

He chuckled softly, giving me a hug.

"You couldn't help yourself, could you?" I smiled, putting my arms up around his neck.

"Daddy? What about me? Don't I get hug?"

He pulled me closer to him.

"In a minute, baby, I'm hugging your mom right now."

"Okay."

She sat down, and waited patiently.

He pulled away from our long hug and picked up little Scarlett, and she hugged him tightly.

"I wuv you daddy."

Chris smiled.

"I wuv you too." He said, before putting Scarlett on his shoulders.

"Yay! I'm tall!"

Chris chuckled and said "Yes you are, aren't you?"

Scarlett pat my head and she giggled.

"I'm taller than mommy!"

She held onto her dads' head as he walked around.

Chris grabbed a cookie and he went to take a bite of it when Scarlett took it and ate it.

"Scarlett, that wasn't nice." I scolded softly.

She smiled cheekily.