CHRIS HEMSWORTH || Niece and Nephews

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"Hello kiddos!" You beamed, crouching down in the doorway. Three children looked to you, smiles immediately coming upon their faces. All three began their run towards you, your name screeching from their lips.

"Aunty Y/N!"

India got their first, her little legs being the oldest and fastest. You opened your arms for her to come slamming into them, hugging you tightly. "I missed you!" She giggled, moving the strands of hair out of your face. You smiled back at her until you heard two more sets of screeches.

India moved swiftly out of the way for Sasha and Tristan to run up to you in a synchronised fashion. You swooped one up in each arm, looking between them. They both hugged you, Sasha even nestling his head in the crook of your neck. You laughed as India took claim of your legs, squeezing them.

"Okay kids, that's enough." Your brother smiled, suppressing his laughter, "go play so I can help Aunty Y/N with her bags."

The boys in your arms grunted softly as you put them down. They ran off, India lingering for a second longer. "Ma is waiting for you in the kitchen." Chris said, "she might have a treat if you ask nicely." India smiled widely, leaving with a hop in her step.

"Still getting away with bribing your kids, I see." You smirked, watching as India rounded the corner towards the kitchen.

Chris shrugged sheepishly, "it's really useful."
The two of you look at each other for a moment before breaking into laughter.

"I bet it is." You said between giggles.

You lead the way back towards the car, going to grab your suitcase from beside it. 

"No, no, no." He stated, "you're pregnant, I'm not letting you carry this heavy thing. Just grab your handbag."

You pursed your lips at him, watching as he grabbed the suitcase with ease. You sighed, grabbing your handbag and making your way back inside. "I'm not that far along, you know, I can still manage a suitcase."

"I don't care." Your brother summarised, "bearing a child is hard work. I know that because I've seen Elsa deal with it twice. I'm helping you however I can."

You couldn't help but smile, pulling him in for a hug when the both of you stopped in the guest room. "What did I do to deserve a brother like you?" You asked, "love youuu."

Chris chuckled, "Love you too."


WRITTEN BY ELLE

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