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narrycherries · 9 months

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🌼like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do🌼 part 5 (dadrry)

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word count: 3.2k

warnings/tags: harry x reader, dadrry, fluff

(a/n: you guys voted, so the baby name is revealed: Vivian/Vivy)

You happened to be waking up when you heard the noise through the baby monitor. The baby was whining and babbling to herself in her crib, waiting for someone to tend to her. You turned off the monitor so it wouldn’t wake up Harry before you left to go get her.

When you opened her door and flicked on the light, she pulled herself up and started giggling, excited to see you. She was still a bit wobbly, but she was getting better at trying to stand.

“Good morning, Vivy.” You said with a laugh as you scooped her up. “I should’ve known you weren’t gonna let me and Dada sleep in.”

“Da da!” She squealed, snapping her head around looking for him.

You tickled her side. “We’ll go see Dada in a minute.”

She continued to mumble little sounds to you as you changed her diaper and let her pick a stuffed animal to carry to the bedroom. She grabbed a small pink bunny, one of her favorite ones, and held it by the bow around its neck.

Once you were done, you made your way back to the bedroom. Harry was still asleep, his arms tucked by his sides as he laid on his stomach. He had shifted since you left, probably noticing you weren’t there anymore.

“Da da.”

“Shh, let Dada sleep a bit longer, baby.” You sat her on the bed so you could pull your shirt over your head.

It was easier to completely take it off, especially when you were comfortable and in the privacy of your bedroom. When you picked her up again, she let out a squeal and a few giggles, which made you grin at her.

“Mommy’s pretty girl, yeah? You’re such a cutie.”

She smiled back, but soon settled on your lap as she realized she was getting hungry. You let her latch on whenever she was ready. The older she got, the easier it was for her to do this more on her own, but it was also harder for you to handle the pain. She was cutting another tooth, so it hurt occasionally. She definitely got comfortable as she nursed, which made you slightly hopeful that she’d fall back to sleep.

After twenty minutes, she decided she was done. You slipped your shirt back on and sat her on the bed between you and Harry. At first, she was occupied with her bunny, not really paying him any attention. The moment he let out a grunt, her head lifted and her eyes went straight to him.

“Da da da.” She waited a moment, then whined because he didn’t answer. “Da da.”

“Give Dada some pats, like this.” You said as you reached over and pulled the blankets back, gently patting your hand against his shoulder blade.

She gave you a curious look then proceeded to copy you, but with a bit more force. The sound of her hand smacking his skin made you laugh.

“Do it soft, baby girl. Don’t hurt Dada.” You demonstrated again.

“Ma ma ma.” She softly spoke as you took your hand away and allowed her to try again. She did it only slightly softer, and this time he groaned.

“Da da da!” She squealed, quickly grabbing onto his back with both hands, and every nail digging into his skin.

You couldn’t resist laughing as she started slapping him with both hands, chanting his name over and over in between her giggles. You got a video of her doing it, just so you could show him later. It was always so adorable to watch her interact with him, and this was making your heart flutter. She squeaked as he opened his eyes and shifted his head.

“Vivy.” His voice was scratchy, but she definitely knew he was awake now.

“Da da da.”

He chuckled and brought his arm from his side to put it around her. She had been sitting on her knees, so when she fell forward onto his head you both started laughing.

“G’morning, baby. You’re a little ray of sunshine this morning, hm?” He said as she started climbing onto his back, one hand tugging his hair for support.

“She’s been happy since she woke up, Dada.”

He smiled as he finally got a chance to see you. “Vivy.. can I get up, baby?”

“Da da da da!” She started patting his back again, well her version of patting.

“That means no.” You said in a whisper, making him playfully roll his eyes.

“You girls make all the rules, yeah?”

“Someone has to keep you in line.”

“Da da!” Vivian suddenly shrieked, making Harry flinch and you laugh.

“C’mere, babe.” Harry tried to look over his shoulder at her. “I wanna give you some cuddles.”

“Ma ma!”

Harry laughed. “Telling on me, hm?”

“Ma ma ma ma.” She continued.

“Someone’s going to be in trouble.” You gave him a nudge as you laid down, leaving a space for the baby whenever she decided to get down.

“Please go easy on me, m’already getting beat up.”

“Vivy, give Dada a break.” You smiled as she looked your way.

She was grinning like crazy still, very pleased by the fact her parents were with her and paying her some attention. Harry looked back at her, calling her name to get her attention. She leaned towards him, pressing her forehead against his ear. He chuckled and tried his best to reach for her without knocking her over.

“C’mon, baby girl.” He said with a smile as she squealed straight into his ear, making it ring for a moment. “Come cuddle with Dada.”

“Da da!” She happily shrieked back.

It didn’t take any more begging. Harry rolled over the moment she climbed onto the mattress between you two and, of course, nuzzled her way into his arms, right against his chest like she liked. You were always so in awe at the way they acted together - how special he was for her and how much he adored her. You decided you’d give them some space, besides you had some alone time with her earlier anyways. It was his turn. His eyes shifted to you as you pushed yourself up on your hand, your lips finding his quickly. He grunted, furrowing his brows while you pressed a few pecks against the baby’s head.

“Where y’goin’?” His voice was still scratchy from his slumber, which made your heart flutter. The simplest things drove you insane sometimes.

“M’gonna take a bath. Wan’ you to have some baby time.”

Harry sighed, reaching for your hand. “Babe, you don’t have to go. We can love on our little bug together, y’know?”

You licked your lips and smiled, shaking your head slightly. “She’ll be perfectly happy with just getting some love from Dada.”

“Da da da.” The baby repeated his name, her face was now mushed in the crook of Harry’s neck. She wanted to be as close as possible.

“I guess you deserve a nice bath, hm?” He pursed his lips for a moment, then let a smile shape to them. “Enjoy your alone time, darling. We’ll be waiting for you.”

“I know.” You squeezed his hand while your lips met his once again, just for a few seconds. “Don’t steal all her cuddles.”

Harry pinched your wrist before letting you slip away from him. “I’ll save you some.”

To Harry’s surprise, the baby was completely fine with you leaving her alone with him. She’s slowly starting to overcome some of her anxiety. You believe that she if she feels safe and comfortable, then she won’t freak out as much or at all really. And now right, she couldn’t get more comfortable.

She was laying on Harry’s chest, her small fingers toying with the chain around his neck. He always worried the pendant would come off and she’d try to put it in her mouth, but he knew right now she was safe. She was just occupying her attention by pinching it and rubbing the chain against her skin. It was a comforting thing that she did often. He never minded. It kept her happy and that was all that mattered to him.

“Vivy.” Harry mumbled her nickname quietly as she let out a few soft whines. He was concerned because she had been so quiet for the past fifteen minutes. “Baby doll.”

She gently moved her head, which he took as a sign of having her attention. She didn’t seem very active anymore, which was bothering him. Maybe she just wanted to relax and rest. He hoped nothing was wrong, he couldn’t possibly handle that right now.

“Da da da.” She spoke back, her small hand slapping down on Harry’s chest.

He chuckled and gave her sides a tickle. She squealed, struggling to sit up on his chest. He helped her and kept a hold on her waist once she was up. She reached for the necklace again, this time pulling the chain up with her.

“Do you miss Mama?” He asked softly, not sure if you could hear him or not from the bathroom across the room. She looked up at him, eyes widening at the mention of your name. He smiled sweetly to her. “Yeah? Bet you do, hm?”

“Da da da.. Ma ma.. ba ba.” She kept on babbling, saying a few things he recognized but mostly it was just noises.

He couldn’t help but laugh at how cute and confident her words were, even if they were hardly words. She let go of his chain and slid off his chest, which made him roll back over to keep a hold of her. The last thing she needed to do was tumble off the side of the bed and hurt herself.

“Mama’s taking a bath, baby girl. She’ll be back in a bit.”

“Ba ba!” She suddenly said as she grabbed the stuffed bunny off the bed.

Harry watched in amazement as she rubbed her hand over the texture of the fur, almost as if she was petting it. The bunny was one of her favorite stuffed toys. Lately, she has been gravitating towards it more than usual. Harry figured it was because it was cute and soft.

“Mooo!” She threw her arms up, the bunny flying from her loose grip.

Harry chuckled and reached for the toy, it had went a bit far out of her reach. “Baby, m’afraid bunnies don’t say moo.”

“Moo! Moo.. moo, Da da.” She said back, very sure of her words.

“If you say so, baby cakes. Moo moo.” Harry made the bunny do a little dance, which made her giggle and reach for it. She tried copying him, which was just adorable to witness. “Speaking of cake.. my angel’s birthday is coming up, hm?”

She was now fully focused on shaking the bunny around, imitating the actions he was doing. It was cute to watch her make the toy dance and soft, quiet “moo’s” come from her mouth as she watched it move around in the air. She hit it against the bed a few times, giggling as she babbled nonsense sounds.

“You’re going to be the cutest one year old in the world. We’re getting you the prettiest cake, baby girl. All pink and sparkly for Dada’s princess.”

Vivian’s eyes lifted and she grinned, letting out a shriek that made her shoulders lift and her nose scrunch. Harry pressed his hand against her back as she began rocking from excitement. He wasn’t sure what specific word made her so happy, but he figured it was princess. Even though he knew she probably didn’t care what the word actually meant, she knew that her daddy called her that a lot. He figured it was one of her favorites.

“Yeah?” He nodded. “So excited for your party? I bet you’re gonna get all the presents in the world.”

“Da da.” She said as if she was trying to get his attention - little did she know, she already had that. “Da da da.”

He lifted his brows and smiled as she extended her arm, the bunny in her hand. He wasn’t sure if he needed to take it, but when she dropped it in front of him, he figured that’s what she wanted. He picked it up and sat it against his chest, making her giggle and fall forward on her arms.

“Da da!”

“Is this my bunny now?” He asked with a tone of shock in his voice. “Can’t believe you gave me your favorite bunny!”

“Da da!” She replied just as excitedly as before.

“Aw, my sweet baby.” He cooed as she crawled the very short distance to him and put her arm around his neck. Her face smushed against his, making him chuckle and put a tighter grip on her. “Dada’s got the cutest little bug, doesn’t he? My pretty girl. Love you so much, princess.”

“Da da da.” She pressed her open mouth to his cheek, slobber covering his skin instantly. Her version of a kiss was always so cute, even though it was messy.

“Thank you for the kissy, baby girl. Dada loves you the mostest.” He rubbed his nose against her cheek, making her squeal from the ticklish feeling.

Once she calmed down, he noticed that she was acting tired again. He lifted her above his head, making her grin and stick her tongue out. A bit of drool was pooling in the corner of her mouth, and he quickly put her down before it dripped onto him. She let out a little whine, but he could tell it wasn’t because of any distress. She was comfortable back on his chest, his arms holding her tight.

“Go back to sleep, angel baby. Dada won’t let you go.”

You took a very long bath, mostly because you wanted Harry to have time with the baby - but also because your bones were aching and you wanted to relax in the burning hot water. You dried off and wrapped the towel around your body before leaving the bathroom. You were greeted by a sleepy smile from Harry and a quiet mutter of your name from the baby, who was still laid on Harry’s chest.

“Going back to bed?” You asked while walking over to them.

Harry sighed. “Thought she would.. but she kept whispering for her Mama.”

“Whispering?” You lifted a brow, somewhat smiling back at him.

He patted her back gently. “Mhm. She was quiet for a bit, but once she started she didn’t really stop.”

“My poor baby.” You pouted to her, but she didn’t try to sit up. She seemed tired still, which was worrying you slightly because you thought she had slept good.

“She may be hungry. I asked if she wanted a ba-ba but she just said Mama back.”

Harry sat up with a groan, placing the baby on his lap. Her head fell against him, her hand gripping the skin over his stomach. It hurt a little, but he wouldn’t’ dare make her stop.

“I’ll nurse her in just a second.”

You walked over to the closet to grab something to put on, but as soon as you disappeared beyond the door, the baby started whining.

“Baby, hold on. Mama’s coming back.” Harry told her with a gentle sigh. “She’s gonna give you somethin’ to eat, promise.”

You could hear them both from the closet, but you didn’t try to rush back in there. You knew that the baby needed to learn how to cope with you not always being around her, and same with Harry not being there. She’s gotten a bit better, but she’s still learning. Harry kept a hand on her back, slowly rubbing in circles to soothe her, as he waited for you to return.

“See, there Mama is. Told you she was coming.” Harry said with a smile as you walked back into the room, now wearing a pair of cotton shorts. The t-shirt you planned to put on was hanging from your fingertips.

“Was she a good baby while I was gone, Dada?” You asked as you joined them on the bed, laying the shirt beside you to put on once you were done.

He chuckled while you scooped her from his lap. “She was a bit playful with me, yeah. Got sleepy though.”

“Sleepy? Hm, you don’t need to sleep til your nap later on, baby love.” You told her as you adjusted her in your arm and leaned against the headboard to relax your spine.

Harry watched as she latched onto your breast and curled her arm against her own chest. He wondered if she wanted to hold onto something, so he quickly grabbed the bunny she had given him earlier. You were about to question what he was doing, but he lifted her arm and laid the bunny down before you could get the words out.

“The world’s best Dada.” You whispered as his eyes caught yours.

He shook his head, grinning back. “She’s got the world’s best Mama, too.”

You hummed as he joined you against the headboard, his arm sliding around your back. His fingertips gently rubbed against your hip, which made your heart skip a beat. You missed him a lot in that way, missed the intimacy. It hadn’t been forever, just a few long days, since you last got to spend time with him alone. You thought maybe you could mention it today and he would do his best to make it happen. With the baby becoming very needy and his work on new music piling up, it was hard to find the time. You held out hope, he always came through for you.

A few minutes ticked by, and the thought was bugging you now. You swallowed gently and looked over at him. He had his phone in his hand, mindlessly scrolling on it as he waited for the baby to be done so you could officially start the day together. You licked your lips and glanced down at his legs. You missed the way it felt to have him resting his body on top of yours.

“Harry.” You mumbled, much quieter than you wanted to.

He hummed back, his eyes still on the screen. You looked back at the side of his face, admiring how handsome he was, even his profile. You felt a tug in your stomach, but you tried to ignore it. You were nervous, even though there was no reason to be.

“I think.. we should have some.. Mommy-Daddy time later.”

He clicked the button on the phone to lock it and dropped it on the bed. His head turned and his eyes met yours immediately. It happened so fast that you didn’t have time to look away. A thick layer of blush rose to your cheeks. You watched him lick his lips and gently bite on his cheek as he stared at you.

“Yeah?” He smirked softly. “I do miss you a lot.. been a few days.”

“Do you want to?”

He smacked his lips. “Of course!”

His eagerness made you laugh. You looked away from him and down to the baby, who was satisfied with her current arrangement. Harry gripped your waist, leaning into you so his lips could press against your jaw.

“Gonna love you on so good, babe.”

(a/n: someone requested some morning time dadrry content, so hope u enjoy! It’s a bit short, but I love this pairing + baby so don’t worry! More to come x)

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zayndrivesmeinvain · 9 months

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Thank you to @gurugirl for being such a big help during my fanfic Redemption ❤️❤️

I’m so excited to start this new journey of dad!Harry & his babygirl & her mother! They didn’t have the easiest journey but I would love for everyone & anyone to come along for the ride!!!

While I’m still tidying some lose ends up, drop in and stop and say hello, ask questions, I’d love to see what you guys are thinking what kind of dad Harry is going to be!!

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narrycherries · 4 months

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🌼like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do🌼 part 6 (dadrry)

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word count: 2.7k

warnings/tags: Harry x reader, dadrry, fluff, hint of smut

“Goodnight, sweet pea.” Harry whispered softly as he said the baby in her crib. She had fallen asleep in his arms as he sang to her.

You were in the bathroom cleaning up for bed when he snuck in, the door creaking quietly. A smile grew on your lips as you felt his hands slide onto your hips. Your eyes lifted to the mirror, his reflection stood tall behind yours.

“How did she do?” You asked before applying a dab of your nighttime moisturizer on your forehead.

“She was an angel. Went right to sleep.” He said, scooping your hair over your shoulder to expose your neck. His lips pecked your warm skin. “We need some Mommy-Daddy time now.”

You laughed a little as you rubbed the cream into your cheeks. “Hmm, that sounds nice.”

“Yeah?” He smirked against your skin. “Wanna get started?”

“We need to wait a bit.. make sure she’s out for the night.”

Harry sighed softly. “Baby, she’s asleep.”

Your fingers curled over his wrist. “You know she takes a bit to get into a deep sleep, Harry.”

He shook his head. “She passed out. She’s exhausted, darling, she’s asleep.”

“Fine.. but if she wakes up, you’re tending to her.”

He chuckled in your ear. “Don’t I always, babe?”

You couldn’t help but flush all over as his hands pushed your t-shirt up and started to slowly explore your body.

“Harry.” You giggled out as his fingertips tickled your stomach.

“Mm, can’t wait to get in between these pretty legs.” He said in a low voice while he snuck his hand down to your thigh.

“Gotta carry me to the bed.. m’too tired to walk.” You said with a smirk as you pulled his hand to your crotch.

“Such a princess, hm?” He patted your hip before scooping you up. You squealed and threw an arm around his neck. He carried you out of the bathroom, towards the bed. “Always get what you want.”

“Well, duh. I’m in charge.”

“Keep that sass up and I’ll show you who’s in charge, baby.” Harry kissed your temple before laying you down on the bed.

“C’mere.” You grabbed him by shirt collar and pulled him onto bed. You scooted over to the middle, him following you, and fell onto your back. “Harry, oh.”

His hips fell down between your legs, his hardening bulge pressing into you. “You’re so warm.”

“Missed you so much.” The words you whispered to him made his lips curl up.

“I missed you, baby. Feels like forever, hm?” His lips moved to your neck, where he began marking you up.

The slight static sound of the baby monitor blared into the silence, making you freeze. Harry grunted, trying to kiss your neck again but you reached up to grab his chin.

“She’s okay.” He mumbled to you, nudging your hand away so he could continue his sloppy trail.

“Harry, wait.”

“Baby, she’s just talkin’ in her sleep.”

You huffed at him. “Just wait.”

He didn’t want to upset you, so he obliged and lifted his head from your neck and met your worried eyes. He frowned softly and placed a kiss to your cheek.

“She’s alright.” He muttered quietly.

He hated seeing you so anxious about the baby, especially when she was fine. Usually he’s the one to lose his sanity about her, so it was always concerning when you began to worry.

After a few long minutes, you started to relax again. The baby monitor had gone silent by now, so you were under the assumption she had fallen back to sleep. When your eyes moved back to meet his, he gave you a smile and a quick kiss on your mouth.

“Now, where were we, hm?” He said with a smirk before returning to your neck.

Harry loved to tease you for a bit. You gave him a soft laugh as he started a trail across your collarbone. Your fingers were twisting in his hair, giving him a tug every couple seconds, while gentle moans were escaping past your lips. Harry made sure his hands were doing work, too, never once failing to touch and squeeze on your body. It didn’t take much longer for him to start to undress himself. He threw his shirt onto the floor and worked on getting yours off.

“Mm, gonna need a back rub after all this.” You mumbled out as he slid his arm under you and pulled you up, your hands working with his to remove your top.

“Already getting tired?” He joked with a peck to your temple. “I’ll do whatever you want me to do, baby.”

“I know that.” You bit down on your cheek as he gave you a wink.

He tossed your shirt somewhere and gently laid you back down, this time his mouth connected to your chest instead of your neck. You couldn’t help but laugh under your breath as his hair tickled your skin, and his lips brushed against your nipple.

“Harry, please.” You whispered out as he toyed around your nipple, not letting his mouth touch it quite yet. These days, he only kissed over them since you were breastfeeding. Doing more than that would make for an awkward moment neither of you wanted to experience.

“Love it when you beg.” He said with a chuckle, his warm breath rolling over your skin and causing your nipple to harden.

“I-“ You were cut off suddenly by the baby monitor.

Harry lifted his head and grabbed his phone from the mattress. He quickly got onto the camera that was filming the baby’s crib. You watched his face closely as he stared at the screen.

“Is she alright?” You asked in a mutter, your fingers playing with the clasp of his chain.

“She’s sitting up.” He sighed, licking his lips as he watched the baby.

Harry didn’t think she was in any real distress, but she was sitting up in the middle of her crib staring towards the door. He knew that the nightlights in the wall sockets gave her enough light to not be trapped in the pitch dark, but he also knew how impatient she could get if she wasn’t tended to.

“Do I need to go check on her?”

Harry shook his head. “No, she’s.. not crying or anything. Just sitting there.”

“She could be scared.” You huffed back.

“Babe, relax.. she’s alright.”

When he locked his phone and dropped it onto the pillow next to you, you immediately frowned and sunk your nails into his skin. “Harry.”

“She’s fine.” He assured you with a gentle lift of his brows. “If she starts crying.. I’ll go check on her.”

As much as you wanted to have this intimate night with him, you were becoming worried. It wasn’t an every day or night thing for you nowadays to have sex with him. Being a parent took up most of your time, and you only got a few chances a week to do anything. And right now, you wanted it so bad.

“Okay.” You whispered back and decided to pull his face down to yours, starting up a kiss that you hoped would lead to the good stuff.

Harry kept kissing you for a couple minutes, groaning and chuckling along with you. It was magical really, to just be lost in the bliss with him. His fingers were hooked in the waistband of your panties, ready to tear them down your legs. But of course, things were not going as you wanted.

The baby monitor blared out again, this time with crying and broken babbles. Harry grunted as you tore away from his mouth, giving his chest a shove to lift him. He gave you a disappointed look before grabbing his phone to check the camera again. And what he found was just what he expected - the baby was standing up in the crib, her hands gripping the railing as she cried towards the door.

“Ma ma ma!” She started to scream out. You could hear her from across the hall, the sound of the baby monitor was beginning to drown out. “Da da!”

Harry’s heart melted as he heard her continue to repeat your names, begging for you to come rescue her. He gave you a kiss on the forehead and threw the covers back.

“I’m sorry.” You huffed while sitting up, grabbing the sheet to cover yourself. You weren’t embarrassed or anything, it just got cold without him over you.

“Babe, don’t say that.” He frowned a little as he got off the bed. “I’ll be back in a bit.”

You let out a deep breath and scooted so that you were leaned against the headboard. You already knew how this would go. Harry was going to go soothe her, whether it took him rocking her or singing to her or whatever was necessary - and then he’d be too tired to do anything with you. You would become impatient and tired from waiting, and you’d get sleepy, therefore making you less likely to even want to do anything else.

When Harry entered the nursery and cut on the light, he sighed and shook his head. Vivian’s face was red, her eyes were puffy, and tears were flooding down her cheeks. Harry quickly scooped her up and started to wipe at her cheeks, removing the tears so that her skin wouldn’t get too irritated.

“What’s the matter, baby girl? Daddy just put you down half an hour ago.. why are you so upset?”

Of course she didn’t answer, but the moment she laid her head down on his shoulder and began to sniffle and silently cry, he knew he couldn’t just rock her back to sleep and leave her. It was going to be a long night.

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The day had been going well so far for Harry and the baby. You had to go to a few doctor appointments so you scheduled them all for the same day for convenience. Harry opted to stay home with the baby and look after her for a while. He insisted that you take a longer day than you initially needed - so that you could have some alone time. You were hesitant about it at first, but he convinced you that it would do you some good. The thought of leaving your baby all day was scary, but you knew she’d be perfectly safe and happy at home.

“Sweet girl, do you like that blanket? It’s quite comfy, hm?” He gave her a smile as she laid on the pile of pillows he laid on the floor for her.

She gave him a sleepy smile, squeezing the stuffed bunny in her arm. She hadn’t been very active today, and Harry feared that she was sick or something was wrong. But, after a quick call with you before lunch, he assured himself that maybe she was just not in the mood to be playful today. Besides, you were gone, so maybe she was confused by that.

After a few moments of just watching her closely, trying to decipher what was happening in her little mind, he got up from where he had been siting on the small couch and made his way to her. He scooped her up off the ground and sighed as her head hit his shoulder. She seemed so tired.

“My Vivy baby, what’s the matter, darling?” He asked softly as his hand pressed against her back, trying his best to comfort her.

He thought maybe she was bored in the loft and wanted to be somewhere else. So, he quickly grabbed his writing journal and headed for another spot in the house. She didn’t say anything to him, didn’t try to communicate in any way. She just watched as he moved her through the house.

“Mommy will be home later, I promise. I’m sure you miss her, babe.” Harry said as he walked into her nursery and flicked on the light.

All of her favorite toys were in here, so perhaps she would lighten up some when she realized where she was. He sat down on the floor with her, crossing his legs as he sat her on his lap.

“Do you wanna play, hm? Dada will play with you, sweetheart.” He said as he grabbed a toy from the toy box. “Looky, Viv, you love this.”

Harry gave her the toy and she held it in her hands, staring at it for a few long seconds before looking back up at him. She had a slight pout on her face and that made him worry. Was he not doing something right?

“Baby girl, are you sleepy? We just took a nap after lunch.” He was mainly talking to himself, trying to sort through what he could do to make her feel better.

To his surprise, she tossed the toy aside and climbed off his lap. She fell onto her hands and knees and started slowly crawling across the room. He watched as she stopped a few times to squeeze the soft carpet between her tiny fingers, but she was easily unconcerned with that. He realized she was heading for the open door, so he quickly got up and lifted her from the floor. She let out a whine and gently pushed his shoulder.

“Where are you going, sweet pea? Dada’s right here, yeah?”

Her eyes were fixed on the door. “Ma ma ma ma.”

Harry let out a sigh of utter defeat, at least now he knew what the problem was. “Baby girl, Mommy isn’t here right now.”

“Ma ma.” She turned her head and looked at him with the saddest face he’d seen all day.

“Oh, sweetness, I know you miss Mama.. I’m sorry, baby.”

“Ma ma ma.” She repeated, looking back towards the door, hoping for a change.

“Baby, I’m so sorry.” He sighed back to her, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “It’s just you and Dada.”

“Da da.” She muttered out, her eyes finding his. She had a pitiful pout on her face that made his heart drop.

Harry knew it was in both of their best interests to distract her and try to take her focus off of the door. So, he walked her back over to the rug near her toy box and sat her down. He grabbed the container of blocks and sat down in front of her.

“Let’s play with your toys, yeah? Dada will help you with the blocks.” He poured the blocks out and sat the box they were in aside.

“Ba ba ba.”

“Yeah?” Harry smiled when she picked up a block and tried to stack it on top of another. “Dada’s smart girl, hm? Let’s build a tower.”

“Da da da.” She grabbed another block and held it out for him, and he gladly took it.

“Thank you, darling.”

“Ah, ah!” She squealed when he tried to stack it.

“What, lovey? Don’t want me to?”

“Da da.” Her tone was a bit more frustrated now, and that made him frown.

“Sweetness, what’s the matter?”

She didn’t pay him any attention now, instead she picked up a block in each hand and gave them a longing glare. He watched with a smile on his face as she turned her head to stare at the other block for a few moments, then back to the other. Finally, she looked back to him and tried to give him the purple block she was holding while she kept the orange one for herself.

“Oh, thank you.” He said sweetly, then waiting for her next command.

She carefully tried to stack the orange block onto one of the others, and once she let it go, she looked up at him. “Da da!”

Even though this was cute to him, he knew it was going to be a long day of playing with the blocks. She liked to go block by block, slowly one by one - deciding which one she wanted to stack next. She was very intense with her tower building, and it always amazed him at how smart she was. However, he feared that she would get tired of the blocks and get upset again, then he’d have to figure out what to do.

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(author’s note: this was a short update, but I’ll make up for it in the next one! It’s super cute 🥹)

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🌼like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do🌼 part 4 (dadrry)

the moment Harry has been waiting for.. finally comes

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The baby was just a few days past turning eleven months old. It’s been a handful of weeks since her emergency room visit, and things haven’t really eased up any. Harry’s been trying to take it easy and keep himself calm, but it was a constant worry in the back of his head. You’ve been going with the flow, doing whatever you need to in order to make her feel safe and comfortable. Harry’s recently been put on anxiety medication, due to the horrible stress he keeps getting trapped in. It was hard for you to be strong when you know your two favorite people were going through tremendous changes and facing struggles you couldn’t fix. As long as the baby was content and Harry was okay, you were okay, too.

Your parents were in town visiting for a couple of days, and your mom wanted to eat at a small restaurant in the area. You go to it frequently, and have taken them there before. The employees there respected your privacy and treated you like every other customer. It was a nice, family friendly place to go.

Harry was holding the baby in his lap, her eyes glued to the flowers planted in a tall garden box outside of the window. She loved colorful things, and flowers were her favorite thing to grab outside. She was in awe.

The waiter had asked if you wanted a high chair, but you declined - knowing she’s being clingy right now. Your mom was sitting across from Harry, mainly so she can snap as many pictures of the baby as she possibly could. They didn’t get to see her often, so it’ll be a while until they get to visit again. Your dad was talking to you about the baby’s hospital visit, which made Harry tense up. He didn’t like bringing it up, only because it worried him so much.

“Everything was alright, though?”

You nodded. “Yeah.. pain wise, nothing was going on. She’s just a bit.. anxious.”

“You never got that way when you were a baby.. but once you hit about seven, you got pretty anxious.” Your mom chimed in.

Harry swallowed harshly. Hearing that you didn’t have that experience made him wonder if the baby wasn’t having a normal experience. Maybe it wasn’t so common? He sucked on his cheek, trying to ignore the conversation. He knew the baby was fine and that it was normal, but he was struggling to shake it off. He opted to focus on the baby, who had decided she wanted to stand on his thigh, her hand pressed against the glass, trying to grab the flowers. Harry had a tight grip on her waist, watching closely as she stared and softly babbled to the flowers.

“Do you like the flowers, bunny?” He said in a whisper, grabbing her attention.

“Ah ah.” She pointed on the glass, then gently splayed her hand out.

He smiled as her head turned, her pretty eyes met his. He loved seeing the color she shared with you.

“Yeah? They’re almost as pretty as you, hm?” He gave her a kiss to her cheek, making her squeal and grab onto his face. He grunted, her nails were slightly too long. “I love you, baby.”

She giggled at the word, turning in his hold to face him. “Ma ma.” She mumbled to him.

You glanced over, thinking she was trying to get your attention but she was definitely focused on him. You smiled sweetly, admiring their cute interactions. She loved him so much.

“Da da.” He whispered back, hoping maybe she’d copy him.

She grinned, then pushed her face against his cheek to give him her version of a kiss. He chuckled and returned another peck to her temple. The baby leaned back and moved towards the window, wanting to look at the flowers again. Harry adjusted her, sitting her down on his thigh with his arm around her. She was facing the window so she was happy.

“I told Mom this morning about our pregnancy scare.” You nudged Harry’s thigh to get his attention.

You were obviously aware that he was avoiding giving any input in the previous conversation. It was upsetting for you that he had to sit there and suffer. He looked over and gave you a laugh.

“It was a scare alright.” He said with a shake of his head.

“What’s wrong, Harry? Don’t want another one?” Your dad teased.

“Not while this one’s still making me change her diaper.”

“I love you two, but please don’t have another one right now.” Your mom shook her head.

“Trust me.. we are not.” You made it clear.

A few weeks back, you thought you were pregnant because you were feeling nauseous and you thought your period was late. It wasn’t actually, you just had your dates mixed up. You went to the doctor to make sure, and thankfully you weren’t. You wouldn’t mind having another baby, but no time soon.

“One cute little human is enough for us for a while.” Harry said.

Your Mom perked up. “Speaking of that cutie pie, has she started saying anything new?”

You felt your stomach drop - this was another sensitive topic for Harry. He struggles a lot with the fact the baby hasn’t said “da da” yet. It made him believe he was doing a bad job at communicating with her, like he wasn’t doing enough to help her learn. From the corner of your eye, you could see he had turned his eyes back to the baby. He didn’t want to contribute.

“No, not really.” You sighed. “She’s saying some new little sounds but no words, really.”

Having your parents visit was nice, but you were relieved to finally have your home to yourself. They left this afternoon, so you’ve had a few hours already to return to normal around the house. You were nervous about the possibility that the change in routine and the additional people being around may set off the baby’s anxiety. If not that, then the sudden return to routine. It was a confusing and unsure time. She didn’t really know your parents and she wasn’t entirely comfortable around them, but she was okay this week. She behaved for the most part, of course Harry never left her side so maybe that was why.

You smiled as you walked in the bedroom. The sight you saw was so precious. Harry was laying on his back, holding the baby high in the air, making her shriek happily. You were so glad to see he was in a good mood. He’s been a bit jealous since your parents wanted to spend time with the baby.

“There’s your Mommy.” Harry gasped, giving the baby a playful grin.

He brought her down onto his stomach as you sat on the bed. She grabbed the toy she had left on his chest and started pressing the buttons to activate the lights.

“Ma ma ma.” She said as you scooted over to be next to them.

“Hi, my sweet girl.” You tickled her belly while pressing a kiss to her forehead, making her squeal and reach for you. “Give me some loves.”

When you took her from Harry’s stomach, her little arms wrapped around your neck and she rested her head on your shoulder for a moment. Harry chuckled softly as he turned onto his side. He put his arm around your back, his hand resting on the side of your hip.

“Can’t believe our little love bug will be a year old soon.” Harry sighed as he watched the baby occupy her attention with the necklace you were wearing. The thin chain caught the light and let off a sparkly gleam. “Growing up too fast.”

“Definitely too fast.” You laughed softly as you put a kiss against her temple. She mumbled a few incoherent sounds, acknowledging your kiss. “But we can.. go through the little baby phase again if you want to.”

He chuckled, the idea was interesting at the least. “Whenever you want to, darling.”

“Don’t get any ideas, honeybun.”

He smirked when you looked down at him. “Like I said.. whenever you’re ready.”

“Ma ma ma ma.” The baby interrupted by quickly and demandingly calling for you.

You furrowed your brows slightly as she plopped herself down on your lap, tired of standing on your legs.

“What is it, baby doll?” You asked curiously as she started gently slapping your knee. It was more of a pat, though.

“Even though I love having a little baby around, I’m ready for her to start talking.” Harry said as he reached over to rub his index finger against her cheek. She let out a squeak and grabbed his hand with both of hers, pulling his finger closer to his mouth. He bent it, allowing her to take his knuckle into her mouth. “Got us a new tooth coming, hm?”

“Once she starts, she’ll be talking up a storm, Dada.” You said while gently combing your fingers through her hair, sweeping it from her face.

She giggled, Harry’s finger still between her gums. You thought about grabbing a teething ring from the freeze for her, those were her favorites out of the options you had, but you knew she’d get bored of chewing on his finger and find something else to distract herself with.

“Why don’t you ever wanna bite Mommy’s finger, hm?”

“Because.. Mommy would just get her a ring, yeah? She knows Dada would let her do whatever she wanted.” You said with a grin.

Harry playfully rolled his eyes, he knew that was true. “It’s a rule.. I have to let her have her way.”

You laughed, shaking your head at him. “I’ll ask you how you feel about that in… hm, fifteen years.”

“We are not even going to think about her being sixteen.” Harry huffed. “God only knows what I’d do.”

The baby let Harry’s finger fall from her mouth, but she kept a hold of his hand. You sighed as you saw drool all over her chin. Harry didn’t enjoy the feeling of saliva all over his finger, but he tolerated it for her.

“Making a mess, baby girl.” You said as you attempted to wipe her chin off, but she tried to bite down on your finger. “Hey missy, I’m not your Daddy.”

Harry laughed as he sat up next to you. “I’ll grab a towel.”

“Thank you.”

You noticed that the baby was perfectly okay with Harry leaving the bed and even the room. You had hope that things were going well and getting better. You couldn’t blame her if sometimes she had a bit of anxiety, it’s a scary world and she knows she’s the safest with you and Harry.

He didn’t take long to come back from the bathroom with a damp hand towel. He sat down on the bed where he was before and gently wiped the cloth against her skin. She babbled to him as he tried to keep her head still with his thumb and index finger on her chin. She pulled a chuckle from him as she playfully stuck her tongue out and tried to lick the towel.

“Cutie pie.” He whispered as he leaned down to plant a few kisses on her head.

“All clean now, princess?” You asked as she looked up at you with a smile. “Dada is the sweetest, isn’t he?”

Harry wiped his finger off on the towel, smiling as the baby reached for his forearm. “Hold on, baby.”

He chucked the towel onto the floor and stretched his legs out on the bed. He grabbed the baby from your lap and laid her down, planning to tickle her. She said a few meaningless words as she looked up at the ceiling lights, reaching out to grab them. Harry laughed softly as her eyes went wide, so amazed by the lights.

“Y’know.. you’re the best daddy in the world.” You said as your arm went around his lower back and your head leaned onto his arm. “And the best daddy would give his baby a quick bath before bed.”

He smirked, nudging you with his elbow. “Make me feel so guilty.. can’t say no to you, hm?”

You leaned up to kiss his jaw. “Thank you.”

“I love you.”

You pinched his waist. “I love you.”

“Does my little princess want a bath?” He asked as he gently touched her sides, catching her attention. She grinned back at him. “Yeah? But before a bath.. we have to get some giggles.”

Harry unsnapped her onesie and gently pulled it off her. She wasn’t bothered by it. He knew she’d be so happy soon during her bath. She loved bath time. And afterwards, you’ll nurse her for a little bit and let Harry rock her to sleep. She’ll go down easy.

She squealed as Harry started tickling her sides. You couldn’t resist laughing along with him as she kicked her feet up and tried grabbing onto his hands. He moved one hand to her tummy and gently rubbed his fingertips against her soft skin - that always made her squirm and shriek.

“Daddy’s going to tire you out, baby girl.” You grinned as she tried again to wiggle free from his hands.

“That’s the plan, isn’t it, cuddle bug?” Harry said through a laugh as the baby’s toes started to curl. “Guess I’ll give you a break, sweet thing.”

When he finally stopped, she gave him a big grin and took hold of his index finger. He let her do whatever she wanted, which was squeeze her hand around his digit while her other tiny hand was resting against his other fingers.

“Do you want me to grab a bottle?” He asked as you stretched your arms high above you, a yawn following.

“No, baby. S’okay. I’ll nurse her.”

“Have you thought about how long you’ll breastfeed her? I know you wanna keep going after she’s one.” He asked while helping the baby sit up between his knees.

“I’ll probably go til she’s like.. eighteen months.. but I’m considering pumping and not letting her nurse directly.”

“I know with the more teeth she gets, the more it hurts you.”

You sighed. “Yeah.. it’s bearable now.”

“Ma ma ma.”

Harry smiled. “She’s saying she doesn’t mean to hurt you, Mama.”

“I know, sweet girl.” You laughed back, her pretty eyes met yours.

“Ma ma ma ma.”

“That’s the sweetest apology ever, darling.” Harry rubbed his thumb against her cheek.

“Mama could never be mad at you, angel.” You were about to get up when Harry grunted and quickly slipped his hand between your legs to grab your thigh. “Eager, are we?”

He chuckled and leaned into you, his lips heading straight for yours. “Just wanna kiss you real quick.”

“So sweet, hm?” You smirked before he pushed his lips onto yours.

It didn’t take but a moment to get synced with his movements. His hand was giving you a hard squeeze, but you didn’t mind. He started laughing against your mouth as the baby scooted the short distance to his chest and tried to pull herself up. You broke the kiss as you felt her moving on the bed. When you looked at her, she gave you a smile and started babbling.

“Someone’s missing out.” Harry said with a smile as he kept his hand against her waist just in case. Even though she was on the bed, he didn’t want her to fall back and hurt herself.

“She wants cuddles, too, Daddy.”

“Cuddles after bathtime.” Harry told her as she sat back down, her eyes curiously looking up at him. “Dada’s going to clean you up, get you all warm and cozy.. and put you to bed, yeah?”

She grinned, but you could tell she was getting a bit less bubbly. She was definitely going to be tired after her bath. You gave Harry’s back a gentle rub before pressing a kiss to his cheek. He turned his head to look at you.

“I’m going to put the clothes in the dryer.. I’ll come check in on the bath when I’m done.”

“Alright, love you.”

“Love you.” You smiled back, then reached for the baby’s hand. She squealed as you grabbed it and gave her a gentle shake. “I love you, too, darling.”

You let out a yawn as you threw your legs off the side of the bed and stretched your arms up. You were tired, but you were hoping to hold out for Harry. You wanted your kiss to pick up and lead to other things, so perhaps that was a possibility if you’d stay awake for a while longer. Harry got off the bed and scooped the baby up into his arms, holding her like a newborn.

The baby was rather calm and relaxed during her bath. Harry expected a few wild splashes or squeals, but she stayed quiet and just watched his face as he bathed her. She was always so fascinated by him, and you swore she knew exactly when she had him in the palm of her hand. Harry sped up the process as he realized she was growing more tired by the minute.

“Oh, that’s a big yawn, princess.” He said with a chuckle. “We’re almost done.”

You were occupied with the laundry, so once you were finished you made your way to them. The bath was over by now, since Harry rushed through the end, so you found them in her nursery. He was rubbing lotion onto her legs when you appeared next to him.

“Someone looks sleepy.”

He glanced at you with a smile. “She’s been yawning like crazy.”

“Poor thing. Daddy wore you out, hm?”

“Too many giggles, Mama.” He gently patted her tummy before grabbing her onesie.

You pulled out one of the drawers he wasn’t blocking and laid down the small stack of clean clothes you had brought up from the laundry. Harry shifted over a few steps, not sure if you needed to get to the other drawers. Your arm slipped around his back to grab his waist and bring him back to where he had been. He laughed under his breath and quickly pecked a kiss to your temple. He felt a spark in his heart as you moved behind him, both arms wrapped around his body.

“Are we snuggling before bedtime or do you think she’ll go down right away?” You asked in a soft voice as you leaned your head against his shoulder blade.

“She might be asleep before I pick her up.” The smile on his face was evident in his voice. “I’ll just rock her for a bit.”

In the least expected time, the baby let out a sound in her sleepiest voice, a soft whine laced in to the sounds. “Da da.”

Harry’s eyes went wide and he gasped. You let go of him and quickly returned to his side, your hand bracing the edge of the changing table. He laughed in disbelief as the baby closed her hand around his thumb.

“Baby girl.” He said in a cheerful tone, making her eyes lock with his. “What did you say, darling?”

You stayed quiet, allowing him to soak up in the feelings - he had been waiting ages for this. Ever since she first said your name, he had been waiting for his turn. Your other hand gently curled around his elbow. You could feel the chill bumps on his skin.

“Da da da.” She said it again, this time with a little more whine.

He sat her up, his big hands keeping her in place in front of him. “My sweet girl! I’m so proud of you!”

“Good job, honeybun!” You gave her tummy a tickle and she squealed, despite being tired.

She lifted her arms, squeezing and opening her fists as she gave Harry a whine. He picked her up, placing a kiss to her cheek.

“Giving Dada cuddles, hm?” You said with a laugh as she laid her head on his shoulder, one hand against his arm and the other on his neck.

“Da da da.” She muttered out, her eyes closing as she got comfortable.

“Dada’s girl, yeah? Love you so much, my peach.” Harry whispered, not wanting to excite her too much - she needed to sleep.

You were extremely glad she decided to say this to him and not on her own while he wasn’t around. You had a slight fear of him missing out and that has finally been dissolved.

“Time for a lullaby, Mama.” Harry said to you as he turned around and walked to the rocking chair.

“I’ll get ready for bed.” You replied as he sat down.

He frowned slightly. “Don’t wanna stay?”

Your hands gently grabbed his face so you could plop a kiss to his lips. “This is your special moment, babe. Enjoy it. I love you.”

“I love you.”

(a/n: i thought I’d include a lot of cute fluff for this one! hope you like it :) I have a Google form posted on my page with a few things you can vote on regarding this series! It will be up for a few more days so check it out!)

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