Gaz taking care of his babies while his wife has a birthday spa day? 🥹🥹🥹🥹
this is... something? i tried okay <3
you'd heard horror stories from other wives about leaving your kids alone with your kids alone with just their dad, but you knew that when it came to kyle--you didn't have a single thing to worry about.
that man had the kids routines memorised, even when he was off on the other side of the world fighting the monsters that hide in the dark. he knew when to call to say goodnight, if he could, when not to call because it would be bath time, and what football team his sons under 7's team were playing every week.
kyle garrick was a great father and a fantastic husband--having sent you off for a birthday spa retreat where you could truly have some time off from being a mother. you carried the family when he was away, so when he wasn't deployed he made every second count, and took on the weight of the family.
he hadn't wanted to bother you with updates during your day and night away, so he and the kids had instead taken plenty of photos and videos to show you when you came back.
you sit now on your family's couch, snuggled up to kyle while your kids cuddle up on each side of you, and you all watch the video kyle had put together.
the first shot is a video of you driving away, them saying they loved you and to have a good time, then the camera immediately cut to a video of them all in the kitchen, baking a cake for you'd return. both of your children throw flour at each other, while kyle films the whole thing. then it shifts to a picture of him back in the kitchen, the entire place spotless with him and the kids grinning.
after the cake chaos, there are clips of them all gaming together for their allotted screen time. kyle had used the couch cushions to construct makeshift cars while the kids played mario kart. your son let his younger sister win at least once, and the image of the characters on the podium makes you smile. the camera was even left running to capture the kids not complaining even once when their dad tells them it's time to finish.
and then came the clips of bedtime--your daughters first. her and kyle were currently working through a re-read of her set of bluey books. there's one book in the set she never lets you read, only her dada. you watch kyle sit next to your girl, reading the story with such enthusiasm and even doing his terribly amazing australian accent.
next was your son's bedtime, and seeing your two boys together always warms your heart. kyle is always teaching your son to be the best little man he can be, even if it's not the traditional way of being. you watch as your son asks questions about how much his dada loves you, as he wonders aloud about his future spouse.
the video comes to a close with a shot of kyle in your shared bed, clutching your pillow close to him as he cuddles up for the night.
"aww, I love it. I'm so glad you all had such a good time while I was gone!" you smile from ear to ear, heart completely full at the video made by your family.
"we did!" your son cheers, just a touch too loudly in your ear. "did you have a good time?"
you nod fervently, your smile mirrored on your kids faces. you pull your son in for a smooch to the cheek, as your daughter cuddles close to her dadam "yes baby, i did, though i missed you all so much."
which is the truth, you did miss your family while you were gone, but you also really appreciated some time just for yourself. you make a mental note to return the favour for kyle, or to arrange something for just the two of you.
"go grab your mum's cake from the fridge, yeah?" kyle says, sending the kids out of the living room and into the kitchen, giving the two of you time alone.
you turn to your husband, about to thank him when he pulls you in for a deep, sensual kiss. your eyes flutter shut, as kyle kisses you like he's missed you for so long, not just a night.
"i love you, kyle." you sigh into his lips.
"love you too." he replies, before smirking filthily. "got a video to show you later though, your eyes only."
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🎄⛄️❄️ the set up - alex albon 🎄⛄️❄️
summary: what could have been a better combination than your friends trying to set up a mistletoe during your christmas party and your crush being invited at the same event?
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As the doorbell rang, you excitedly hurried down the stairs and checked yourself in the mirror one last time before opening the door to welcome your friends.
“My beloved losers,” You smiled, opening the door wider for them, “So glad you could make it!”
Carlos grinned, taking his coat off and hanging it on the rack with Isa following behind him, “How could we ever miss your party?”
“Great way to destress too,” Daniel chimed in, patting you on the back, “I brought a friend named Johnnie Walker!”
“I already prepared the guest room for anyone who’s going to get knocked out,” You laughed, “Lando didn’t ride with you?”
Upon mentioning his name, Lando pulled his car up on the driveway, peeping his head out from the window and hollered, “Let’s get this party started!”
“Oh Jesus, I bet he’s going to get drunk first,” You laughed, leaning against the doorframe, “Hurry up, Mr. Norris!”
If it was physically possible for your heart to drop to your stomach, it would’ve happened as soon as you saw Alex step out of the passenger seat with a smile on his face upon seeing you.
Lando immediately ran out of the car to catch up with Daniel inside, leaving a sheepish Alex walking up the porch with his hands inside his pockets, “Thanks for the invite, Y/N.”
“Don’t mention it, c’mon in,” You smiled softly, closing the door as he entered your house, “It’s nice that everyone’s complete for this year.”
“Are you trying to guilt trip me for missing out on last year?” He chuckled, trailing behind you to the living room, “I got my appendicitis surgery!”
Daniel smirked upon seeing the sight of the two of you, smiling like idiots in love. In fact, you were idiots in love – both of you were as naive as a child, not knowing that the things were mutual between you two.
“All of you know my house as well as your own, so just feel at home,” You laughed, grabbing a glass of wine and sitting next to Isa, “How’d you get him to wear an ugly Christmas sweater?”
“I told him I’d hide his golf clubs,” Isa grinned, nudging your shoulder softly, “And you? How do you feel about Alex being here?”
Choking on your wine, you coughed and shook your head, “Wonderful. He’s a great friend.”
Daniel poked his head in between the two of you, rolling his eyes playfully and turning to Isa, “She’s a liar, she’s in love with him.”
“Great confirmation!” Isa clapped her hands, setting her glass on the table, “What’s a better time to confess than today?”
“What are you three talking about?” Carlos and Charles chimed in, the latter taking his seat next to you, “Is this an operation Alex and Y/N?”
Groaning, you covered your face and shook your head as you stood up, “I will pretend that I simply do not know you all.”
“Sure, Y/N. You love us,” Daniel smiled mischievously, raising his glass to you, “I’m sure you’ll thank us one day.”
Flipping the Australian off, you headed off to the kitchen to grab some pastries that you left in the oven until a certain someone followed after.
“Uh, Carlos told me you needed help?” Alex chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, “With the pastries?”
With your back turned to Alex, you clicked your tongue softly and made a mental note to smack the back of the Spaniard’s head later, “I’m good, don’t worry!”
“So, what’d you bake for us?” He said, casually trying to lengthen your conversation, “I’ve been craving for sweets lately.”
Setting down the tray on the table, you turned to smile at him and replied, “Just plain old festive cupcakes with my special icing.”
“Sounds scrumptious, I want one,” Alex grinned, reaching over to steal a cupcake before having his hand slapped away, “Ow! Y/N, that hurts!”
“Patience is so not in your vocabulary,” You laughed, placing the cupcakes on a plate, “We have to be fair.”
Alex frowned, resting his chin on the palms of his hands and looked at you, “I’m your favorite, aren’t I? Just one cupcake?”
Feeling your heart skip a beat, you ignored it and rolled your eyes playfully and handed the plate over to him, “Carry it to the table then you can have one.”
As a grinning Alex took the plate from you and walked back to the living room, Carlos gasped and pointed at the ceiling, “Look, you guys! A mistletoe!”
You frowned in confusion, stopping in your tracks and looking up at the ceiling, “What mistletoe? I didn’t pu- oh. That wasn’t there earlier.”
“Well, it’s there now!” George grinned, leaning back against the sofa, “Traditions gotta stay as traditions.”
Chuckling nervously, you shook your head and made a beeline to sit beside Isa and leaving a confused Alex standing under it all alone.
“What are you doing?” Isa whispered to you, taking a bite off a cookie, “Daniel and Carlos set it all up!”
You sighed, leaning your head back on the sofa, “Isa, first of all, I’m not forcing a man to do that.”
“As your best friend, I am tired of you complaining you want a love life,” Isa said, putting her hands on your shoulders, “Yet you don’t do anything about it.”
Alex exhaled, sitting down beside you and eating his cupcake, “Great cupcake.”
Carlos looked at you, making sure to make his eyes wider and mouthing, “You idiot, he’s making a move.”
“Of course it is, I baked it,” You forced a smile and turned back to Carlos to mouth and pretend your hand was a knife and sliding it against your throat, “I’ll kill you.”
Lando shivered and called out, closing the door behind him, “Hey, Y/N, you’ve got some mail in your mailbox! I don’t know the passcode so I couldn’t get it.”
Charles scoffed, sipping his wine, “How could you not know her passcode? Everyone knows it.”
“He’s got short-term memory loss,” George teased, earning a punch from Lando, “It’s true! Everyone does!”
“I’m friends with a bunch of children,” You mumbled, getting up and grabbing your coat, “Please don’t burn the house down in the 4 minutes that I’ll be gone.”
Daniel nodded with a salute, making sure to wink at you, “You got it, ma’am.”
Pulling your beanie down on your head, you walked down the porch careful not to slip on the ice and headed off to the mailbox, “Little shit, there’s no mail.”
“Hey, Y/N, wait up!” Alex called out, carelessly walking down the pathway and miserably slipping on his bum, “Oh Jesus, I think I felt my pants rip.”
Turning to Alex, you covered your mouth and burst into laughter, “Are you being serious?”
“Yeah, I heard it rip!” Alex laughed, kneeling on the ice and trying to get back up on his feet, “You don’t happen to have spare ones, don’t you?”
“You might need to shimmy into them and get some lube,” You teased, walking over to help him up and dusting the snow off his coat, “Turn around.”
As Alex turned around, you snickered and clicked your tongue, “Well, Mr. Albon…I’ve got some pretty bad news.”
“Don’t even continue,” He waved his hand off with a laugh, covering the hole with his hands, “I should bring an extra pair next time.”
“I mean, who knows if you’ll start a new fashion trend,” You nudged his shoulder, walking back to the house and turning the door knob that did not seem to budge, “Did you lock the door?”
Alex frowned and shook his head, “Why would I? Don’t you have keys?”
“Why would I bring my keys when people are inside my home?” You retorted, banging on the door and shouting, “You idiots, open the door! It’s fucking freezing out here!”
Daniel peeped through the second floor window and grinned, “No can do!”
“I will chop your balls off, Ricciardo,” You glared at him, continuously banging on it, “C’mon, you guys!”
“Y/N, I love you, but,” Isa shrugged, taking her spot next to Daniel, “You have to look up again.”
Resting your forehead on the door, you groaned and flipped them off, “All of you are insufferable. I’m writing a restraining order for next year.”
“To be fair, Y/N,” Alex trailed off, leaning against the pillar of your porch, “I don’t mind it at all. In fact, I’m even glad it’s there.”
“Huh?” You replied in confusion, turning your attention to Alex, “They put you up to this, didn’t they?”
“Ay, díos mio!” Carlos exclaimed before being dragged by his ear and the window being closed, “It’s not always us!”
“No, I mean - I did catch on after the first try and how you threatened to kill Carlos,” He chuckled, looking at you fondly, “Actually, I should thank them after.”
“Thank them?” You mumbled, raising an eyebrow, as Alex walked over to close the gap in between, “What are you…trying to imply?”
Alex leaned in a few inches away from your lips, whispering, “I would really, really like to kiss you.”
Quickly glancing up at the mistletoe hanging above the two of you, your heartbeat started to pick up its pace from the close proximity. You nodded with a small smile, “I would really, really like for you to kiss me too.”
Before Alex could kiss you, Carlos peered his head out the window once more and hollered, “I hear the wedding be- ow, Isa!”
The two of you laughed to yourselves, closing the gap and possibly sharing what could have been the best kiss of your lives by far.
Alex smiled and pulled away, resting his hands on your waist, “So, how’s that for traditions?”
You rolled your eyes and pulled him by the collar, “Just shut up and kiss me again.”
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