forum I Know What You Did Last Summer [Private RP // Finished! Thanks for reading!]

Started February 12, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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“Come here,” she mumbled. “Let me kiss you, too.”

“Sure, babe,” Bryce chuckled as he leaned down so she could kiss him.

Joy pressed her lips on his. She couldn’t wrap her arms around him, so she just craned her neck to get better access.

“I love you,” she murmured.

Bryce smiled against her lips and kissed her back gently. “I love you, too. And I’m so proud of you…”

“Thank you…” Joy hummed against his lips, and would have melted if not for Ambrose. He began to cry, wiggling in his mother’s hold.

Bryce pulled away softly and smiled down at Ambrose. “Looks like the little man is jealous of all the attention he’s not getting.”

Joy immediately began to pat him on the back, humming softly. She bounced him lightly, hoping he’d stop crying.

He just cried harder.

“Bryce, I don’t… pick him up?”

“It’s okay, love. Maybe he needs his diaper changed,” Bryce suggested softly as he took Ambrose from his fiancée.

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Joy was on the couch, cooing at her baby, kissing him on the nose.

“Mommy loves you,” she cooed, poking his nose gently. “Too much. Who’s mommy’s prince? You are, you are~”

Bryce silently watched the pair from the doorway to the hall, a wide smile on his face. He had just changed into clean clothes. Well, it was really just sweats because he figured he wouldn’t be going anywhere any time soon, so he may as well be comfortable, right?

Ambrose looked up at Joy with wide eyes, reaching out to grab her nose. Joy pretended to bite him. Ambrose didn’t like it. He started crying.

Bryce winced in sympathy for Joy. She was just trying to play with the baby, but she’d scared him. He walked over with a small smile to help and sat beside her.

“Hey, love. How’re you doing?” he asked softly.

Joy sighed.

"He doesn't seem to like me very much," she murmured, picking up Ambrose in her arms, bouncing him up and down lightly. "I'm sorry, love. Did I scare you?"

She nuzzled his stomach and Ambrose's crying quietened to a few sniffles right before they erupted into giggles.

“He loves you just fine, Joy,” Bryce assured her softly as he watched her tickling their son. He grinned at the baby’s laughter, thinking it might have been the greatest sound ever.

Joy grinned.

"Do you want to hold him? He loves you more," to prove her statement, Ambrose began to reach out for his father.

"Sure. Id love to hold him," Bryce chuckles as he gently rook his son in his arms. He smiled down at the baby and began to coo at and burble random strings of words to the boy.

Joy stood up and stretched, wincing at the movement.

"Are you hungry, Bryce?" she asked quietly. "I can cook."

Bryce looked up just in time to see her wince and shook his head. "I am a little hungry, but we can order food in. You don't have to cook right now, love. I'll cook for a while."

Joy frowned.

“But you don’t like takeouts…” she murmured. “And it’s okay. I can cook. I can cook simple things.”

"I don't mind them, love. I just don't like to eat them every day," Bryce clarified gently, reaching out to grab her hand so she would sit back down. "Really, Joy, it's okay."

“Are you sure?” She murmured, resting her head on his shoulder when he sat down next to her. She reached out to gently rub their son’s cheek. “Then I guess I can put Ambrose to sleep…”

“Yeah. That sounds good. What do you want? We can get pizza, Chinese, whatever you want,” Bryce offered with a kiss to her cheek.