Shelby Oneshots

💚Shelby's- Oh Fuck Pt2

Requested by hannah_brandon13

1 month old
She did it, y/n had gone through with the pregnancy, eventually giving birth to twins who she named, Noah Arthur Shelby and Margaret Ada Shelby. She wasn't aware it was twins of course until Maggie had arrived and polly told her she couldn't rest yet. Those words felt like a knife to the chest, but she carried on, not like she had much choice. Now, the twins are 1 month old

"Why won't he stop crying?" Y/n asked her brother, silent tears running down her cheeks as she walked around the room, trying to rock noah to sleep whilst Maggie was sound asleep in a seperate room. Y/n had been living with arthur since the babies father walked out on her

"Babies cry love. He'll grow out of it," Arthur told her. It had been the same every night for a month, and neither of them knew what to do. It was affecting y/n alot more than it was John, because every time the babies cried, she felt like crying too

"Why don't you go and get some sleep whilst i hold him for abit" arthur offered but y/n immediately shook her head, quivering her lip

"No. No he's my child. I can't be sleeping whilst he's still crying. It isn't fair and I...i" arthur tood up, putting his arms on her shoulders as they looked into eachothers eyes. She had bags under her once youthful eyes, and tears stinging her cheeks

"Go to bed. I know you want to prove yourself, especially since you're so young, but that doesn't mean you have to be alone. Im your brother. I changed your shit filled nappies when you were young, i stayed up for hours keeping you happy whilst mum slept. Im goinf to do the same for my little niece and nephew. You need to sleep. It's no good being their mother if you get sick from exhaustion" he said, taking noah in his arms

"OK. OK you're right. Just, just don't forget to put him to bed with his blanket. And he needs his baby gloves on otherwise he'll scratch. If you give him milk, it needs-"

"Darling, sleep. I know what I'm doing and if I have any questions at all, I'll wake you before doing anything," promised, making her smile slightly. Eventually, both y/n and the babies were asleep, with arthur by her side, ready incase they woke up again

2 years old
"Maggie, come on darling. I'm really sorry," John apologised as esme stood in the doorway and laughed

"This isn't funny" he huffed. He was on his hands and knees, underneath the table trying to get Maggie to come out. She had been under there for an hour after John had accidentally sat on her imaginary friend

"It seems pretty funny to me" esme giggled. Just then, y/n walked in. She had gotten a job selling wedding dresses and the family were always very keen to babysit. If they couldn't, then she'd take them to work with her and let them play with toys behind the counter

"What's going on?" Y/n asked as noah, who was previously sat playing with a toy car, ran over to her. She lifted him up and smothered him in kisses

"I missed you my darling. Have you been a good boy?"

"Ye!" He squealed

"Jesus John! Pull up your trousers abit" y/n gasped, covering noahs eyes as John had gotten a builders bum (for those who don't know, a builders bum is a term used for when someone's trousers are showing their crack, particularly when they're crouched over)

"He sat on her imaginary friend and then was too stubborn to apologise" esme whispered to y/n, the pair immediately giggling

"Maggie, why don't I make you a deal. If you come out from under the table, I'll buy you and noah an ice cream" Maggie looked up at him with teary eyes, chewing on the inside of her mouth whilst thinking