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guardian angels (the ghost boys)

(finney blake x mustang)

chapter one : elizabeth hope blake

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summary: 10 years after he escaped the basement, finn, now married to mustang navigates his newly unlocked fatherhood.

wordcount: 10.2k

cw : swearing, vance hopper being a bitch, homophobia, mention of su1cide

november 15th 1988 4:30am

robin stared at the bassinet for what felt like hours while the young couple slept, his best friend's daughter, who hours ago, arrived into the world sleeping there soundly in her white and baby pink polka dot padded mattress, her little chest rising up and down. her pink hat sat nicely on her dark brown thick head of hair, and her matching little pink bunny pajamas making her look like the epitome of innocence, a innocence which robin knew a certain entity would want to corrupt.

his hand gently stroked her left rosey cheek as she slept. he still couldn't believe he was meeting his bestfriend's daughter.

but he knew that this was gonna happen, he had been following finn since everything happend, he saw him meeting mustang at alpine, going to college, graduating said college, and marrying mustang in a beautiful ceremony straight after; hell he even saw mustang's whole pregnancy and birth: saw mustang's water break on the bedroom floor, heard her breathe irregularly and close her eyes as every contraction came to her at full force, heard every scream that came out of mustang's mouth as the baby crowned and saw finn deliver his child, holding her in his arms, her small form covered in nothing but a white towel to keep her warm, her small hand wrapping round her father's finger as small stray tears exited his eyes seeing his daughter for the first time.

finn blake had become a father. and he was gonna be a damn good one.

"robin you have been staring at her for an hour" a voice stated from the shadows, breaking robin out of his thoughts "and she is literally 3 hours old"

"i have to protect her bruce" robin muttered, tears spilling from his eyes "it would be what finn would want me to do.." he added voice still quiet, looking down at his shoes.

"her dad is a one brave son of a bitch, i think she will be protected just fine" bruce smiled softly, wiping robin's tears

"its just that-" robin hiccuped, before being interrupted by newborn's large brown eyes slowly opening.

"oh great! your crying woke her up" bruce dryly chucked before leaning in closer to the little newborn who was probably the size of half of his left arm.

"go back to bed little one, sleeping is so fun and so good for you" he cooed softly in a baby voice which he didn't even know he had

though it was too no avail

because thats when it happend. the little girl's little body erupted into loud screeching cries.

the two ghosts immediately twisted their head to the bed behind them looking at the finn and mustang still in bed, starting to stir from their sleep. finn turning the bedside table light on and rubbing his eyes.

"here comes mommy and daddy little one" bruce smiled softly.

"shitshitshitshit" robin cursed, closing his eyes, getting moved out of the way by bruce as finn got out of the warm bed and made his way.

"relax..." bruce smiled "shes just a baby"

"shes not who i was talking abo-" robin mumbled before cutting himself off

finn walked up to the bassinet, picking up his little girl with his now semi muscular arms, he placed her on his shoulder, closing his eyes as he did.

"hey betty shhhh shhhh it's okay sweetheart" finn cooed, eyes still closed cuddling her and patting her back, trying to calm her down.

"honey is she hungry?" mustang mumbled from the bed, sleep still in her eyes, her white nightgown hanging off one shoulder.

"you hungry sweetheart?" finn smiled, eyes now opened, talking to her like she could understand him while all she could respond by was crying "we just fed you some time ago" he added.

he brought her to his chest, holding her tightly with his arms. he placed the tip of his thumb on his daughters lips to test, her instinctively sucking on it thinking that it was her mother's breast, making finn chuckle breathlessly.

"yep shes hungry" he smiled, kissing his daughters forehead to try to stop her from crying though it didn't work, he turned to his wife, sitting up in bed.

mustang got up and tried to walk to her husband and daughter though she stumbled, her legs still sore from the birth, her hands gripping to the window sill near their bed for support, face contorting from the pain of a 6 pound baby ripping out of her body hours before. finn noticed it quickly.

"oh honey don't try to walk, stay in bed baby, i'll bring her to you" he cooed, voice soft and laced with love and care he only had with his wife.

he brought the newborn to his tired wife as she sat back down on the bed, placing her in mustang's arms and sitting behind them on the soft bed, nestling a soft and intimate kiss to the top of her soft dark brown hair, which was still rustled from birth and sleep, her side braid that is always styled, now loose and messy.

mustang brought her nightgown down and started nursing immediately, taking a deep tired breath looking up at her husband and weakly smiling, making the two ghosts close their eyes instinctively, not wanting to look at her y'know. they still had their tweenage mind of the opposite gender's body being scary, despite being technically the same age as the two adults infront of him.

"you guys don't wanna look?" vance chuckled from the coner of the room, walking up to them "grow the fuck up"

"shut up vance" robin spat, eyes still closed and arms crossed "we shouldn't be looking, this is private stuff" he added, venom still in his voice, he did not like vance.

"shes hot" vance smirked, looking straight at the couple "wish i wasn't dead so i had her instead of him"

"vance!" the two ghost boys exclaimed, opening their eyes just to stare daggers into the boy who was slightly older then them.

"what?! what?! i'm being honest" vance scoffed "after what that asshole did to us, i just wanna stare at a really hot woman" he added

"and shes like supermodel hot"

robin gave vance a dirty look that the blonde boy didn't see, vance suavely walked up to the bed where the couple was sitting, crouching down and laughing to himself.

robin turned to bruce "why the fuck is he here?" he spat "i mean i get you and obviously me but him" he scoffed "him?!"

"FUCKING HIM!?!"

"hey arellano did you, y'know which them start the pregnancy...?" vance teased maliciously, looking at the boy "y'know him putting the kid in her?"

robin darted his eyes to the blonde boy, eyes narrowing in pure anger

"because watching your bestfriend have sex is deranged arellano" he added, the malicious tone still there

"did you enjoy it?" he purred, turning to stare at mustang and finn, so hopelessly in love with eachother. finn holding mustang as she nursed their daughter, sneaking kisses onto her shoulder blades.

"did you wish he was fucking you..?" vance questioned "i know you sometimes wish you were her" he smirked, playing with mustang's hair, though she couldn't feel it, all she could feel was a cold, tingling breeze on her body: like she was only wearing light clothes in a winter in alpine. "have him kiss you, have him love you, have him fu-"

"fuck you!" robin spat, tears brimming his eyes.

"thats right! now you're starting to finally get it arellano"

"y'know i really don't get you ga-"

bruce's voice cut him off "stop vance."

vance's eyes rolled.

robin face started to turn crimson. he was going to pounce.

robin aggressively walked up to the boy, ready for a fight, luckily bruce intervened, calming the young ghosts down before they ended up killing eachother... again

"woahwoahwoah guys.. we don't want them to know we're here" he warned

"so shut up"

"finn?" mustang smiled, looking up at her huband and rocking her daughter to sleep

"yeah?" finn cooed, playing with his wife's hair, making her giggle softly

"she has your nose" she whispered sweetly, tracing her daughter's tiny nose softly as a way of slowly lulling her daughter back to sleep.

"really you can tell?~" finn questioned, smooching her shoulder gently

mustang giggled, turning her head to meet him "yeah" she whispered

she reached her free hand up softly to finn's face, stroking and tracing his broad nose with the delicate tip of her finger "i see this nose every day"

"i used to feel it everyd-" she teased, before her lips with swallowed into a long playful kiss from finn, him cradling just under her cheek.

"she has your beautiful eyes~" finn whispered, his lips close to her, looking down at betty

"yeah?~" mustang giggled.

"your shade of brown~" he added "not to dark, but not too light; perfect"

"like you" he whispered, mustang humorously cringed "you did not just say that"

finn moved to beside her, holding her hand, bringing it up to his lips and placing a gentle kiss upon the knuckles, making her giggle.

"i just did"

she smiled and looked down at newborn in her arms "do you think elizabeth was a good choice?" she spoke, stroking her daughter's blushed cheeks.

"we have other names on the lis-"

finn's lips connected with mustang's own- cutting her off from her sentence. their lips departed, a dazed smile approaching her lips "yeah she looks like a elizabeth" finn smiled, eyes glued to his now sleeping daughter "my little elizabeth" he added

"elizabeth hope blake~"

mustang raised her eyebrow "betty blake~" she giggled

elizabeth 'betty' hope blake.

born 6lbs & 8 ounces

the first daughter of finn blake, the lone survivor of the infamous grabber and his beautiful wife mustang.

delivered into this world by her father at home. november 15th 1988 1:30am on the dot.

finn's breath faltered, locking his brown eyes with hers, a lopsided but tired smile gracing her features. her face moved to his, their lips nearly touching each other and their noses tips touching eachother.

"i heard what you called her... space cowboy" she whispered, the warmth of her breath sending finn into a frenzy.

it was the name that she gave him on his second time at alpine in 83' when they were real camp counsellors together. that alone made his lips crash onto hers, the kiss was deep, intimate and desperate, finn slipping his tongue in, holding her cheeks with both of his veiny, calloused hands, mustang moaned into the kiss slighty, still holding their daughter in her arms, they never for one second let go of each other, the boys didn't know how they could even breathe.

bruce grimaced. vance smirked and robin just watched: he had literally been watching them for 5 years at this point, he knew how 2 adults kissed at this point, though somewhere inside his little body he felt a certain sadness.

"ooh la la they're tonguing eachother" vance teased, dragging out his words and staring straight at robin.

"shut up hopper"

vance scoffed "what!? you jealous hes not kissing you arellano?"

robin's hands balled into fists, a redness spreading in his face. he took a one deep breath

"i'm gonna fucking kill you again hopper." he stated, calm and collected

vance clicked his tongue "you wouldn't dare.."

"oh yes i will"

bruce sighed "i shouldn't have talked to that fucking magician"

"try me arellano"

vance pushed robin back, making him stumble slightly, falling into a the bedroom bookshelf.

a row of books fell, breaking the couple up from their kiss immediately, betty starting to cry again from the sudden loud noise, flailing her mittened hands around. mustang bowed her head in defeat. all that work for nothing

"shhhhhhh baby its okay its okay" mustang whispered, boucing betty to get her to calm down, her lips swollen and a pinkish red from the kiss.

finn's jaw clenched "what the fuck was that?”

the ghost boys eyes widened, they fucked up real bad.

mustang frowned "i don't know.." she breathed, "i'm getting my baseball bat" finn breathed. mustang's hand rose up to cup finn's cheek, calming him, making him stop "must of been some of the wind from the storm" she whispered

he softened at his wifes answer "yeah... i guess"

he looked at mustang for about a minute before he took a deep ragged breath "is she okay?" his eyes softened looking at elizabeth

mustang delicately smiled "just a little startled" she murmured "shes so young, every noise is terrifying for her"

"yeah~"

mustang yawned shivering as she did, the winter breeze gracing her soft olive skin. finn noticed, frowning before he picked up a fluffy blanket from the bed and wrapping it around mustang's shoulders, it draping down to betty in her arms.

mustang continued to smile, her eyes tired "thank you baby~"

she looked down at betty, stroking her dark hair before looking up to her doting husband "do you mind?" she requested, softly holding out betty's sleeping form for him to carry back to her crib.

"anything for you baby." he accepted. she had put her body in so much pain just hours ago and finn was not gonna let her worsen it by moving.

he cradled betty in his warm muscler arms, trying his hardest not to undo mustang's hard work. he gently got off from the bed and walked to the small crib by the bed, "sweet dreams angel" he murmured into her hair, giving her a soft forehead kiss before placing her down. "and please don't dream like your aunt~" he whispered to her, quietly enough for mustang not to hear.

he did not want her to be like gwen and hope.

just a normal happy girl.

mustang looked at them, a happiness in her eyes. a happiness she has always felt ever since she met finn years ago, though this time it was intensified by 1000%, this was the life that was destined for her, and for finn: this was the life he deserved.

finn turned to her. smirking as he walked back the bed getting under the covers and allowing mustang to move to him, resting her palm on his chest

finn softly chuckled at her cute clingyness.

"goodnight baby~" she smiled, closing her eyes.

finn looked at her "you're adorable~" he murmured

"i'm not. i'm sexy." mustang rebuffed, eyes still closed "now go back to sleep loverboy"

finn smiled before closing his eyes, drifting back into the world of dreams.

the three boys stood next the bed, silent.

"shit we are screwed" bruce cursed "this is all your fault hopper" robin spat

"you made a fucking baby cry, you asshole"

november 16th 1988 7:20am

"do you think the substitute teacher they employed for me is doing well" finn smiled, flipping a blueberry pancake

mustang was sitting on the sofa, after finn helped her reach it. a fluffy blanket resting on her legs, over here stomach, nursing betty as the soft morning wind flowed though the open window.

it fascinated her that the day after a ferocious storm was a chill sunny one.

she looked at her husband, she wouldn't admit it but she loved how domestic he could be, and that only intensified after betty was born, every moment a little bit of his house husband side would show, she would fantasise about him. she loved his body, not in a controlling or owning way but in the way that she loved all the quirks of his body: his toned but slender frame, his soft 6 pack, his scarred and calloussed hands from the years of fights hes won, his delicate v line that always showed when he wore sweatpants. and there he was cooking pancakes only wearing sweatpants, that v line poking out.

"no one teaches math like you do honey" she reminded, playing with betty's already thick head of hair as the girl sucked. betty looked up at her mother, her brown eyes shimmering slightly. "and i know the kids miss you loads" betty mouth left her mother's breast as she gurgled and fussed, tiny hands softly clawing at the fatty skin of the breast, wanting her mother to burp her.

"oh really?" finn smiled, teasingly, perfectly flipping the pancake again, eyes directly on his wife and baby girl.

"yes, i mean mrs perez come by the house last saturday and she said that tiffany misses you loads" mustang laughed, successfully burping betty. being a mother looked fucking good on her. finn blake knew that well.

"hmmph"

she kissed betty's plush cheek before placing her delicately in her downstairs crib, slowly walking up to her husband in the open kitchen, stopping behind him and nuzzling into him.

"they love mr blake very much" she smiled, her arms wrapping around his slim waist.

finn stared at his daughter in her crib, a concerned and guilty look on his face while flipping the sweet breakfast, which even from behind him, mustang clocked immediately.

"you're already such an amazing dad, you know that right?" she assured softly, rubbing circles into his toned back, pressing soft kisses on his shoulder blades.

"when you held her for the first time" she giggled, moving herself to the top middle of his back "i wanted another one" she added, whispering into his skin, then decorating it with another soft kiss.

"really?" finn questioned, a soft grin starting to form.

mustang giggled like a kid in a candy store "ah huh"

"and it doesn't help that you're shirtless right now" she continued, feeling the stiff muscles in finn's back with her soft moisturised hands.

she leaned in "being all domestic and shit" she again whispered in his back

"finn i want 20 kids with you and i'm not even joking"

finn chuckled deeply, shaking his head in a surprised expression "really would you do it all again?"

"you still have your pain killers in the medicine cabinet right?"

finn held the plate of freshly warm pancakes, cutting them up into little pieces like he liked. 12 pieces. well until mustang swiped one off his plate and plopping it in her mouth.

"hey!" finn softly exclaimed, a wide smile gracing his features "you just had your plate~"

"i need fuel the nurse our daughter, space cowboy!" mustang teased, speech muffled as she chewed the pancake

finn softly smiled "you're unbelievable"

mustang walked up to him "yeah i am, thats why you fell in love with me~" she murmured, pouting her lips

finn scoffed in a teasing tone "i fell for you while eating breakfast"

mustang raised her brow, a smirk creeping up on her face "so the first time we met blake"

she got close to him, smooching him softly on his lower jaw, before looking at him face to face "well no actually, remember me on the horse" she added quietly.

finn swooned before laughing from absurdity "honey i could barely see you"

mustang again got closer "aahh huhh" she purred to into his neck, as she nuzzled into him. "did you still find me hot?"

finn burst out into a vivacious laugh, making mustang join him, detaching herself from his neck.

"you totally did~ didn't you baby?" she teased, poking her index finger into his light abs, a wicked though flirtatious smile on her face, before again, nuzzling her face into his neck.

"you're the unbelievable one, honey"

mustang rose her head up from his neck, her eyes smiling at him, she loved looking at his pretty features, especially in the morning light: his beautiful caramel brown curls that was gradually getting darker with age, his prominent nose and his light brown eyes: his beautiful eyes that mustang could get lost in forever and ever.

he is so handsome and it breaks her heart that he sometimes doesn't think it.

finn looked again at betty, lying in her crib; blissfully unaware of what her father went through all those years ago, the look on his face changed to one that mustang knew too well.

it was the face that finn would show during a fight, a soft anger, his jaw tightened, eyes staring pure daggers. mustang saw it even when she would clean him up.

she rose her hand up to cup his cheek, gently rubbing her thumb on his jaw. his eyes were starting to turn bloodshot. there was a silence between them, finn still staring at his little girl

he clenched his jaw, speaking for the first time in a couple of minutes "journalists are gonna be onto her"

he looked to mustang, still angry but his eyes starting to soften when he saw her

he held mustang's hand gently, finding it as a calm distraction "i said this when you were still pregnant"

the couples hands separated "but now that shes here~"

"grabber survivor finney blake's daughter has been born, when will she find out what her father did in 78'?" he quoted in a mocking and hateful tone, using his old name that the journalists used all the time. it always made him remember, even when he didn't want to. he just wanted to feel normal, be normal.

"remember how they were for you, our wedding?, the pregnancy?" he spat, fists tightning on the kitchen island "they started a rumour that our daughter wasn't mine i jus-" he added, his breath starting to get irregular.

mustang massaged his bare shoulders, making him stop talking and breathe softly, his anger slowly turning into serenity just from his wife's pure touch; her soft, gentle hands, a stark contrast to his scarred and rough ones.

she caressed and massaged his shoulders gently: like she was handling a baby bird, slowly moving her fingers down to his biceps, moving forward to place a light kiss just above his right peck.

their bodies collided softly into a gentle embrace, mustang moving her lips to her husband's ear, placing a kiss on the top.

"i'll keep her safe here for a couple of days" she whispered, voice delicate and quiet in his ear "feed her, change her, give her time before everything happens." she continued, her slender fingers stroking his toned abs up and down, making his breath falter.

"make it years" he sighed, fingers tracing her wide hips: hips she acquired from carrying their daughter

mustang chuckled softly before placing a soft gentle kiss on his lips which he lent into immediately "shes going to be okay baby~ when she grows up and finds out, shes gonna know for sure that her daddy is the bravest and strongest person ever to exist" she whispered, lips barely apart from his, cupping his cheek in her palm "you saved a lot of boys that day baby~ and i am so proud of you"

"robin would be so proud of you baby~" she added softly, pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek, making his breath falter again.

"i just don't want her to-" finn tried to say what he thought, but failed mid sentence. he took a deep breath, closing his eyes "i love you m, you know that right" he breathed, eyes open and a lone tear rolling down his cheek

"yeah, i know" mustang smiled, giggling softly

their lips crashed together slowly at first, deepening and speeding up, turning into a long needy but lustful and passionate kiss, one of his hands cupping her cheek and the other softly touching her neck. his lips moved to her neck, giving her love bites making her giggle into his lips, he moved his hands to her body, leaning her on the kitchen island; he had never seen anyone so beautiful in his life, her body was still plump from the pregnancy, remnants of her once swollen bump remained, he loved her body so much.

during her pregnancy he loved her bump. even when they got back from the restaurant after she told him, he touched her 'bump'. he loved it and he was so lucky to be able to watch it grow, especially because of what he went through in 1978.

and when it started really growing in her 3rd month, he was smitten, was it small? yes, but just seeing it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life, well second: the first being mustang on their wedding day or just mustang blake in general.

he would talk to her bump, caressing it softly, hoping that his daughter could hear him somehow. the topics could be anything: his day, how beautiful her mother was which always made mustang giggle, and he would always end the conversation with a soft kiss on the bump, the places where he could feel her form, the places where she would kick and move.

speaking of kicking, betty blake had a powerful kick, finn was convinced that his little baby was robin reincarnated, and that made him love her more.

"i don't wanna- hah" finn breathed, hand snaked up her nightgown, caressing her uterus with his scarred hands making her breath stop, her eyes closing in pleasure, her grip on his shoulders tightening. that spot was still sensitive from the birth and he knew that: he knew that completely. "i- f-fuck" he stuttered "i want to- you know that right baby"

"no penetration; remember loverboy" mustang cooed into his ear, popping a blueberry in her mouth "doctors orders."

she then, started to walk to the bathroom to shower, leaving finn bewildered.

he would marry her over and over again if he could

"honey i need you~!" mustang shrieked from the bathroom

"huh?" finn shouted back, his manly voice vibrating through the house.

"your baby just came out of me, i can't get in the shower!"

november 16th 1988 7:30am

"who even likes blueberry pancakes" vance scoffed, leaning on the doorframe.

robin side eyed vance, crossing his arms "dude shut up i was watching"

"you were watching your best friend make out with his wife robin" vance joked, smirking teasingly "weirdooo"

robin would kick the absolute shit out of him if a 1 day old baby wasn't there. he had to make a good impression to her, he was in fact basically her uncle.

and her father's best friend. his best friend forever. gosh how he missed finn blake.

"i've never liked blueberry pancakes~" a voice squeaked from behind robin, making robin stop and calm down "i liked chocolate chip more" the boy frowned

"hey griff" robin smiled, softly patting griffin on his small back.

"is that a baby?" griffin giggled, eyes widened

"ah huh a little girl~" robin confirmed, he knew about griffin's childlike nature "be gentle with her griff" he reminded, though eyes still staring at vance.

griffin ran to the crib, pure excitement running through his veins.

"hi little girl!" he beamed, waving his hand so fast it looked like a blur of cream. "i'm griffin~"

"hah look at all her stuff!" griffin grinned, jumping up and down and reaching his arm down to squeeze her little cheeks softly, the boys starting to gather around the crib at this point.

"why is she so skinny?" vance questioned

bruce and robin side eyed him, confused and making sure they heard the blonde boy right "huh!?"

"well!? aren't babies supposed to be obese!?" vance exclaimed, getting rilled up from the fact that he wholeheartedly thought that newborn babies were obese.

"vance you are so fucking stupid" robin sighed

"robin you failed math~" vance argued, crossing his arms

robin scoffed "vance you failed middle school."

bruce frowned "i did all that extra work, the extra homework" he muttered "just not to make it into fucking highschool"

vance moved to pounce on robin however bruce, being stuck with vance for what felt like a eternity acted fast holding both his hands out to the side, stopping the two boys from killing eachother, again.

"shes quite literally a newborn baby" bruce stated, turning to vance "and we have literally seen her mother feed her like 200 times"

"hah you guys never look" vance chuckled, making robin roll his eyes

vance took a deep breath "i want a hot wife" he whined, looking at the bathroom door where mustang and finn were, catching glimpses of mustang's naked form.

bruce saw this and softly grabbed vance's chin directing it back to the crib

"well we dont have a hot wife; none of us do" robin responded "only finn" he added

"ah so you think his wife is hot? thats not very friendly of you robin~" vance darkly chuckled

"and i thought you were a fa-"

"boys shut up both of you fuckkkk" bruce scolded, pressing his palms into his eyes, annoyence creeping through his body

betty gurgled from the crib, looking up at the 4 boys above her, brown eyes widening

vance was being a asshole, robin was trying not to beat the shit out of said asshole in front of his best friend's daughter, bruce was the mediator who missed the taste of coffee and griffin....

well griffin was miming nursery rhymes to the little girl below him, his hands flailing around singing itsy bitsy spider. totally unaware of everything.

"you have to admit, shes cute" bruce stated, looking at betty below him in her white baby grow.

"shes the cutest thing ever" robin stated, a lopsided smile on his face

"she looked like a alien when she was born" vance snickered, making robin whip his head to meet his "go fuck yourself vance" he scoffed

"gladly" vance responded, a malicious grin forming on his face "wait vance you were at the birth!?" bruce questioned

"like the actual thing?"

"you watched a women you don't even know give birth?"

vance hummed "ah huh" he scoffed "and its not like you two know her"

"why were you even there?"

"biology lesson" vance answered "and my first time seeing a very sexy adult finney blake" he smirked directly looking at robin. the brunette clenching his jaw.

"i saw it all" he added "i was just in the shadows" he continued, a wide grin on his bloody face.

"i just wasn't staring at his wife's pussy like you weirdos"

bruce scoffed dryly "we weren't ev-"

vance burst out to a vicious laughter "yeah i know robin wasn't"

robin poked his tongue in his cheek. trying not to make a scene.

"anyways the kid looked like a little slimy alien"

"put me off my dinner" vance calmly stated "if i could eat"

"VANCE THATS MY NIE-"

bruce acted fast "hey betty" he smiled, leaning over the crib to talk to the little girl who really had no idea that vance was belittling her "we are your uncles"

vance cringed "uncles?"

"actually i'm the only one whos technically her uncle" robin clarified, unconsciously holding his finger up "y'know the whole my brother engaged to finn's sister thing" he added

vance scoffed "what are the blake's attraction to mexicans"

"both of them are fucking mexicans"

"literally" he added

"this is the proof" he exclaimed, using both of his arms to point at the little girl with the olive skin tone and the dark brown thick head of hair, making her look up at him and cocking her head, a uncomfortable look on her face "finney fucking blake came inside of a mexi-"

"vance who the fuck cares" robin spat

the three ghost boys glared at eachother, a stench wafting from the small crib below them.

"what the fuck is that smell..?” bruce coughed, trying to cover his mouth "oh my go-" he gagged

they quickly figured it out.

"i'm gonna fucking puke" vance coughed, trying to walk away from the crib

"you can't puke" robin rebuffed

"s-she- she just fucking shit herself" vance screamed, arms wide pointing at the crib

"3... 2... 1." robin counted, monotone in emotion

booming and deafening cries ripped out from elizabeth's tiny body, her tiny face turning a dark tomato red.

finn came out of wherever he was, still shirtless, rushing to his daughter and softly holding her, patting her back, trying to delicately soothe her, but it was too no avail "hey bub" he kissed her forehead as he walked to the bathroom "shhhhhhh its okay; daddy is here shhh" he murmured

"ooooooooo hes still shirtless~" vance teased

"shut up vance" robin spat, arms crossed. something was on his mind.

"awhhhhh hes so hot" vance grinned, walking over to where robin was standing "isn't he robin?" he added, slapping his arm around robin's shoulder, making him grimace

"stop vance." bruce scolded

"awhhhh bruce" vance whined, quickly taking his arm of robin's shoulders to wander around the living room "you never let me have any fun" he plooped down onto he soft couch, laying down and putting his feet up like he owned the fucking place.

november 16th 1988 8:23am

robin retreated to the laundry room, he was totally burnt out, being a ghost wasn't easy, the empty and sometimes hollow feeling he had in his body, the fact that he had to watch life move without him, his family grieve him. it ate him up inside.

his little brother was engaged, to women... their mom was probably happy about that. he remembered how she was constantly living in denial after he was outed, not in a bad way. just in a 'what will people think?' people started saying that he enjoyed it or that him and the grabber had a secret relationship. the lies made her cry every night and robin could only watch from her bedside and softly kiss her on the forehead, she couldn't feel it, but he didn't care.

he watched ernesto study until the morning, alone in their shared room. ernesto's bed cluttered with textbooks and pens, and his well... just like it was the morning he vanished. their mother didn't have the courage to make it.

she didn't have the courage to change a thing about his side.

robin was the older brother, but anyone walking into their bedroom wouldn't know that.

robin arellano's side of the bedroom was still thirteen years old.

he lent on one on the washing machines, feeling the soft vibrations on his back.

bruce slowly strolled in, his ghostly form gliding through the beige painted walls. he stopped in front of the boy. "wanna talk about it?"

robin blinked at the boy infront of him, before looking down at his hands, taking a deep breath "i'm happy for him but-" he answered before cutting himself off

he dreamed of this life: a partner, a house and child. a steady job. to come home every night and see a partner who loves him wholeheartedly. to find his romeo.

but he was so happy for finn, he found his juliet: mustang flores. the beautiful mustang flores and the handsome finney blake joined in holy matrimony, together forever, new parents in their suburban home.

a math teacher and a aspiring author.

how perfect.

he knew that finn didn't love him like that. everytime finn would gush about donna meadowes staring at him for 0.005 seconds in science class, a giant blush on his chubby baby cheeks as he talked about her being his lois lane to his clark kent. and all robin could do was smile and agree and talk about a random girl in their grade when finn asked who he had a crush on. he always chose pamela hopper, who never even noticed him, but it was the first name that came to mind and it was better than saying he had a crush on his straight bestfriend.

robin never told vance about the pamela hopper secret. if he did the blake house would be alot more messy then it already was.

why the fuck did he choose vance hopper's baby sister?!

he took a deep breath which bruce saw, moving next to him and gently slinging his arm around the slightly smaller boys shoulder.

"i know it hurts you" bruce frowned, making robin meet his eyes.

"i only talked to him once"

bruce continued "but you and him were friends before d-day"

"right?"

robin raised his brow "d-day?"

bruce laughed, but there was a certain sadness in it "the day we died"

robin breathed "i just, y'know miss talking to him"

he tried to carry on "i've always-" but fell short.

"loved him.." vance interrupted, leaning on the door frame, a wicked smile on his face "everyone knows... journalists found your diary entries after we- or well our bodies were found"

bruce rolled his eyes "vance-" he scolded

"eevveerryybboddyy knows... hell! even finney knows"

robin's eyes narrowed "finn."

"his name is finn" he corrected

vance's face feigned a pout before it turned into a knowing smirk "is that why you don't wanna talk to him anymore?"

he asked, though in a teasing way instead of a sympathetic way

"the reason you don't want to make yourself known to him"

"because he knows about your little crush on him" he added, chuckling, he looked to the side while pouting "well big crush on him"

bruce, for the second time rolled his eyes "vance stop."

"ughhh" vance groaned, before storming off into another room of the house

bruce's once angry and intimidating eyes softened at robin "you okay?"

“yeah”

there was a soft but slow silence in the laundry room, not one boy speaking. until robin giggled, it was sorrowful but it was still a giggle.

"i get what you say"

bruce looked at the boy.

"i mean when i talked to him" robin smiled "he was sweet" he continued "still is" he added

"the way he cares for her"

"the way he drops everything for her"

"the way he loves her so much"

the deceased boy took a deep breath before speaking again "i knew that when we grew up, he would have a good life". a lone tear escaped his eyes "but i never grew up"

"and i never will~"

"it sucks" he continued. there was a silence in the laundry room, a silence you could cut with a sharp blade.

robin broke it first "but-" he tried to speak, but again stopped himself.

"..." bruce listened

robin spoke again "but i'm happy he has this life; hes earned it" he played with the tips of his hair.

"h-hes the best-" he stuttered

"the bestest friend in the world~" he finally finished. bruce continued to listen, a frown on his face for the young latino boy.

robin sniffled, more tears continuing the stream "yknow i see him everyday"

"but i still do miss him"

"he can't see me"

"it's weird."

"yeah"

"thats like me with sandara wrenne" bruce spoke, trying to lighten the mood

"my first girlfriend" he smiled, wiggling his eyebrows

robin wiped his tears with his arm, a look of shock on his face "you had a girlfriend?"

bruce smirked suavely "yeah.." making robin softly chuckle "and how is she?"

bruce's smirk still stuck "good. shes a swimsuit model now" bruce answered

"so i basically dated a swimsuit model" he affirmed, crossing his arms in confidence. robin rolled his eyes in jest, and elbowed the asian boy, making the two of them roar out with laughter

"what the fuck is going on in there?!?" vance screamed from the kitchen

"NOTHING!" the two boys exclaimed, the widest smiles on their faces.

november 16th 1988 10:30am

mustang walked out the bedroom, a brown maternity dress adorning her

postpartum curves. her hair in her signature braid. she spotted her husband on the sofa, soothing elizabeth on his bare chest, holding her like she was the most fragile and precious thing in the world: and to him she was, she was his precious daughter. she couldn't help but stare at him, he looked so paternal, so fatherly. 6 weeks was too long for her.

she was counting down the days until her body fully healed.

"i see you" finn grinned, though his eyes still gleaming at little elizabeth "you know"

mustang smirked "good to see your eyes work" she purred "honey~"

"is she okay?" she questioned, walking over to her husband and daughter, sitting down softly, resting her head on her husband's broad shoulder. "dirty diaper" finn murmured into mustang's ear, stroking her thigh. "but shes happy now"

"happy in her daddy's arms" she giggled, playing with the little strands of hair that her daughter had at the front of her head. "well I hope so" finn whispered "oh she is, don't worry mister" mustang murmured back, adorning a light smooch on finn's cheek, making a smile grace his pinkish lips and a equally pinkish tint grace his cheeks.

he looked down at his daughter, so small, so innocent: her newborn scrunch on his chest making his heart melt like a popsicle in 1000 degree heat.

"isn't she so cute~"

"yeah with my eyes and lips, complexion and hair colour" mustang reminded, stroking betty's soft plump cheeks with the side of her index finger, finn chuckled softly, kissing betty's small but prominent nose lightly "she has my nose though"

mustang looked to her husband, with a gleam in her brown eyes, like she did when they first fell in love "yeah~" she held his hand, rubbing his scarred knuckle with her soft thumb, making him close his eyes in calmness.

finn took a deep breath, opening his eyes to look to mustang and then the elizabeth, noticing how much they looked like eachother, the thought made him smile but also a question popped into his brain "for our next kid"

mustang eyes widened "woah" she giggled, lightly and softly smacking her husband's shoulder "steady on space cowboy!"

finn chuckled at his wife's reaction before continuing his question "do you want them to look like me or you more?"

"me obviously" mustang stated, quickly like she didn't have to even think about it

finn feigned betrayal "obviously?" he questioned, looking at his wife, a sassy look on his face.

"well mister blake" mustang giggled, bopping his nose with her finger, making him grin "i carry the baby" she continued, her eyes and hands moving to massage betty's thick head of dark hair "for 9 months may i add" she smirked, looking back up at finn.

"then i bleed pushing them out" she added, looking at her baby's father with humorous daggers in her eyes "and then bleed everytime a take a piss" she continued

"so yeah i want them to look a bit like me"

finn hummed, looking at betty, looking at her eyes. mustang's eyes "ah huh"

"well" he smirked "one of these days you are gonna push out a kid that looks exactly like me"

"so get ready"

mustang bit her lip "hmmmm is that sooo" she murmured making finn's smirk grew larger "that is so my love"

they slowly got close, mustang placing her hand on finn's bare chest, their lips locked into eachother. the kiss was long and delicate, mustang moving her hand from finn's chest to cradle her daughter's blushed cheek.

they departed from eachother, love so vibrant in their eyes. finn softly stroked mustang's jaw before speaking "shes the cutest thing i've ever seen in my life" he smiled "i felt so happy; when she was first in my arms" he added

mustang snorted "you cried" she reminded, playing with his hair.

"happy tears" finn defended

"still tears" mustang rebuffed

the couple laughed with eachother, mustang softly playing with elizabeth's hair.

the little newborn started to gurgle and fuss in her fathers arms, her face turning a soft red, the natural blush splayed across her near chubby cheeks turning darker.

mustang pouted, before kissing her daughter on the forehead "hey betty"

"mommas here" she smiled "aren't you the sweetest girl ever"

mustang held the young newborn, cradling her in her arms, kissing her again on the forehead, betty fussing in her arms.

"yes you are" mustang giggled, her baby voice on full display, she turned to finn, her voice normal "iiiiii need to feed her"

she turned back to elizabeth the baby voice back on "you hungry?" she asked, a bubbly sweetness radiating from her voice. a voice that finn had never heard from her before "you hungry sweet girl?"

betty started to cry softly, her tiny stomach rumbling. mustang softly frowned, taking a deep breath

she undid the top of her dress with the help of finn, her breasts spilling out, finn didn't even flinch, he just made sure she was comfortable and secure. betty latched on fast, she was a growing girl and feeding was her favourite hobby, though for her mother it was nightmare, mustang grimiced and bit her lip slightly from the pressure, though she bowed her head down, and tried to hide her reaction.

but finn saw it, a frown tugging on his lips, his hand held hers, stroking her knuckle. he leaned to her shoulder, peppering kisses on her exposed shoulder, leading her to raise her head before giggling, stroking betty's cheek as she sucked "shes just like her daddy~" mustang purred, looking at her husband, her eyes narrowed, finn raised his eyebrow mid shoulder kiss, mustang's finger moved from her daughter's cheek to her nose: the nose she inherited from finn "always hungry and wanting me" she smiled, making finn chuckle to himself before continuing the kisses.

he looked at his daughter, one day old and already so beautiful, the spliting image of her mother, well except for her nose. that was all his doing.

"i wouldn't mind having a kid like you honey" mustang murmured, playing with betty's short hair as she nursed "a son" she added, moving her head up to look at her husband.

"make little betty an older sister"

"even if it means i have to be bloated again" she whispered "for 9 months might i add" she laughed under her breath.

"only wearing your old t-shirts from high school and college"

she took a deep breath still feeling the uncomfortable sensation of feeling her daughter feed "going through all that pain and blood again"

"i'll do it again in a heartbeat"

finn chuckled, playing with her hair "woah steady on cowgirl!" he joked, repeating mustang's words, making her giggle "betty barely one day old" he added, twisting a piece of hair softly around his finger.

mustang rolled her eyes playfully, shuffling slightly to get even more close to her husband "whats a girl to dream" she murmured

"about a big happy family?"

their lips connected, their eyes closing. it was a soft but lustful kiss, full of love and happiness about life.

and he was happy about this life.. his life

after the basement, finn didn't gave a shit about life, he was angry, erratic, depressed. he had every right to. 2 suicide attempts, none of them worked. his left mid arm covered in self inflicted cuts and wounds, why do you think he always wore long sleeves in his teenage days? he hated himself and his body. he met mustang through all this- all these feelings inside of him. all his self destruction, mustang helped him through this, put some normalcy into his fucked up life, their relationship felt normal, though somedays he would think: why?, why did she love him rather then the other counsellor boys who fawned over her at alpine, in response to this, she would sit him down on her bed in the cabin, stroke his cheek and would always remind him why she chose him, why she loved him. shes so special to him, just her smile could make him forget about everything fucked up in his life. their college life was normal: they did things that all young adults and couples do: go to classes, study, party and have sex, though it took some time for him to do it again, sex felt better when he was happy and with his lover. their marriage felt normal, just two people hopelessly in love with eachother and wanting to make it official forever and mustang's pregnancy felt normal and little betty felt normal.

his little normal girl.

they changed his life forever. they gave him hope to wake up.

the couple departed from their kiss, when little betty got full, interrupting them with her small gurgles and fuss, feeling the pain of a burp raising up her tiny stomach

mustang wiped a lone tear finn didn't even know was falling down his face

"you okay baby?" she whispered as she lent back, detaching betty from her full breast, getting ready to burp her.

"yeah i'm uhmm okay"

mustang pulled her dress back up "you sure baby?" she whispered, as she patted betty on the back. she knew how he could get sometimes.

"yeah." finn mumbled, wiping more tears from his eyes

"just thinking about life"

betty finally burped, finn wiping up the sick on mustang's shoulder with the rag, before discarding it in the bin beside the couch. betty's tiny body still belly down on her mother's shoulder, her chin resting on her little balled up fist, looking at her father, eyes gleaming.

finn smiled sweetly at her, small tears still there in his eyes. he lent in and softly kissed her forehead. he moved down to her nose, kissing the tip of it, making mustang giggle "y'know you just kissed your own nose right" she joked

making finn crack a mischievous grin "yeah~" he cooed, playing with his her nose.

though he would never forget that time of his life. the basement, the abuse, the phone calls, the funerals, the attempts, the harm. he would try to enjoy his future and the people in it. wake up everyday with a smile on his face to see his wife and babygirl.

he will always be thankful for them

the couple looked at eachother for some time, totally enamoured with eachother. finn looked down to look at mustang's wedding ring, sometimes he questions how he got so lucky in his life, sometimes he thinks that mustang loving him and elizabeth's mind and soul was his reward from the boys he set free all those years ago.

he hoped that robin gave him elizabeth. a little soul he could take care of, watch grow, play with... walk down the aisle when that special day comes. he hoped that in a couple of years he would have more. a big happy family.

but only if mustang wanted too. it was her body growing them after all.

mustang broke the silence "i'm starved" she smiled, softly patting elizabeth's back as the baby slowly fell asleep.

mustang looked at finn, a relaxed look on her face "all that feeding" she whispered, hushing her tone so the little girl wouldn't wake up "i can't wait for her to start eating baby food" she continued

"give my boobs a break"

finn smiled back, his hand reaching to hold mustang's free one "i'm gonna start on lunch baby" he whispered, matching mustang's volume

"yeah~" mustang murmured "i'm gonna stay here~"

"the couch is so soft"

finn chuckled quietly, moving to smooch his wife on the lips, before slowly walking to the kitchen, trying not to make a sound.

mustang closed her eyes, leaning back and feeling the warmth of her sleeping daughter, she slowly rubbed betty's back, peeking over to her husband as he started cutting vegetables with perfect precision, sheer focus on his face. the fact that he was always focused and precise on tasks like these and made the same face every time always made mustang giggle.

so she giggled, like always. finn slowly stopped his task and looked up at her, a shy but confused look on his face "you always laugh when i'm cutting stuff baby" he whispered, though with a sweet tone and a cute pout, making mustang smile "keep doing what you're doing baby" she cooed softly, caressing betty's hair "you're so cute when you're focused~"

"always making that face"

finn raised his brow "what face?"

mustang imitated him, narrowing her eyes and biting her lip slightly. finn's eyes widened as he feigned betrayal "i do not do that" he defended quietly.

mustang opened her mouth in a o shape "oh yes you do" she argued, a wicked smile on her face.

"i'm your wife; i know you well"

"and besides i've always had the skill of reading people"

"i hope she doesn't inherit that skill" finn joked, pointing slightly to his sleeping daughter

mustang softly smirked "oh she will" she looked down to little betty in her arms, lowering her hand to trace her tiny nose, before taking a deep breath and looking at her husband: who went back to doing his task. a teasing expression on her face

"maybe as a teenager~"

finn, again stopped his task, looking at his wife with a shocked and funny sense of betrayal on his face "don't-" he whispered, genuinely scared that his daughter would bully him when she would reach teenagehood.

that one response making mustang snort quietly, covering her mouth as not to wake betty, though to her luck, the little girl didn't even stir, unaware of how truly goofy her parents were.

"lunch and then nursery?" mustang suggested

"yeah~" finn agreed, putting the vegetables in the pan

a tiny smile graced mustang's lips "pink?”

finn raised his brow "huh?" he questioned

"for the walls" mustang answered

finn chuckled before accepting "yeah sure~"

mustang's tiny smile turned into a wide smile "been waiting for this moment" she smiled "ever since you knocked me up"

finn snorted "oh really?"

"ah huh" mustang giggled

she kissed betty's forehead gently before slowly leaning over to put her in her downstairs crib, which luckily was near the couch.

she got up slowly and walked to where finn was, going behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist.

"hey~" she murmured, breaking the silence as she rested her head sideways on his back.

"hey~" finn quietly responded, frying the vegetables in the pan. still focused on his task.

"i love you~"

finn smiled, looking down to hide the heat on his cheeks even though mustang couldn't see it.

"i love you too baby"

"i love you more~" mustang giggled. post partum definitely made her more flirty, and it drove finn crazy

finn lowered the heat on the stove and turned to his wife, making them depart for a few seconds. he cupped her cheeks and dove in, kissing her like a starved man, stroking her cheek, sweetly making her slightly chuckle into the kiss.

mustang departed her lips from his, though still close, a deep understanding silence before finn softly murmured close to her "thank you for giving her to me" he planted a loving smooch to her forehead "to us"

mustang cracked a smirk, confusing finn for a minute "you're welcome baby" she purred, reaching her hands up to his shoulders and soothing them slowly.

"but lets not forget how she got into me though"

november 17th 1988 5:25am

betty was the cutest baby robin had ever seen.. and he had a whole lot of baby cousins, none of them even came close to little elizabeth hope blake

she was safe in her crib, in her little lilac pajamas, her small eyes closed and a natural blush decorating her growing chubby cheeks.

finn and mustang were soaking up all the sleep they could get with the newborn beside them, hoping they could atleast get 3 hours. they were cuddled up, mustang resting her palm on finn's bare chest, she loved sleeping in this position: feeling the safety and warmth of her husband's body below her, his arms wrapping around her frame keeping her protected. finn loved the position aswell: the feeling of having his lover close to him, feeling her physically, not feeling her being taken from him.

they weren't the only people in the room. 3 boys surrounded by the crib, standing together around the sleeping baby, her 3 very dead uncles. she was truly lucky.

vance peeked over the crib, looking at betty asleep "shes pretty cute for a baby" he mumbled

bruce chortled "ahhhh vance you're being nice; are you ill or something?"

the blonde boy grumbled, his arms crossing "shut up bruce"

robin, unlike the other boys, was completely silent, taking in his tiny niece, his finger reached to hers, tracing her own: they were so small, so soft, so warm: a large contrast from his cold ones. a gentle grin appeared on his face. vance noticed this, a wicked smirk on his face "hey rob!" he announced, getting the brunettes attention, robin's eyebrows arching down at the nickname he chose. the blonde boy spoke "if she wakes up"

"you gonna breastfeed her or something?"

robin's face turned sour "shut up shitface." he responded

vance mouth jokingly made a o shape "swearing infront of a baby are we?"

"real sweet"

robin scoffed "its not like she can hear us" he argued "we're fucking dead" he added

bruce interrupted "well they do say that babies and infants can see and hear us"

elizabeth started to move in her sleep, a look of uncomfortable panic in her face, the natural blush on her cheeks spreading to her entire face, before it all came out.

for a newborn she was pretty fucking loud.

loud cries filled the small bedroom

"fucking hell"

mustang stirred in her sleep, opening her eyes slowly, rising up and turning her head at her husband: still asleep. the best sleep hes ever had. mustang decided to let him sleep: hes been through enough sleepless nights in his whole life: all the nightmares, the insomnia. he deserved to rest.

she leaned to him and slowly kissed his forehead, a soft faint smile gracing his pretty features: he was having a sweet dream, a contrast to the countless nightmares hes had. she softly giggled before getting out of her soft, warm safe haven and slowly walking over to the crib.

she picked up her daughter with ease, resting her on her chest: the little girls cries, loud in her ear "shhhhhhh" she soothed into her short dark hair "don't wake up daddy; hes dreaming good" she added, starting to slowly rock back and forth "what do you need babygirl?".

she got her answer pretty quick when the little girl slightly reached her tiny hand to mustang's clothed breast. mustang smirked "ahhhhhhh"

vance grinned like a kid in a candy store "here it is here it is!!" he cheered

robin's eyes narrowed "vance i fucking swear-" he snapped

"just because you ain't attracted to it doesn't mean i ain't”

bruce blinked at the boy beside him "vance shes an adult" he explained

"yeah well finneys an adult and robin still practically blushes when hes here"

"its finn." robin again corrected "and i do not blush"

vance smirked "hmmph"

mustang smiled down to her daughter as she nursed "me and daddy are gonna finish your nursery today" she murmured

"isn't that so exciting"

she stroked elizabeth's cheek "your own little space" she continued "just down the hall".

betty latched off a couple of times, mustang always keeping her on track

"is everything okay?" a low gravelly voice mumbled. finn was awake.

mustang smiled before turning around and moving to her husband, betty still attached. "ah huh" she cooed, sitting down on the bed, her manicured hand stroked his messy curls lovingly, making him lean into her.

the man infront of her yawned "what time is it?" he asked, narrow eyes still focused on his wife and daughter, he didn't even think to look at the alarm next to him on the bedside table, which mustang noticed

"5:30" she responded, looking at the clock "it's early baby~" she cooed

finn sighed, rubbing at his eyes with his knuckles "fuck i still think i work"

"yeah… it stays with you"

"goodmornin' baby" finn mumbled

mustang gently smiled "morning honey"

"she latching on well?" he asked, stroking the back of betty's head as she drunk. mustang sighed deeply "nope" she placed her hand flat on finn's abs "but give her some time" she continued "and she'll be perfect"

finn sat up in bed, mustang's hand moving to his chest. his eyes again glued to mustang and betty: his girls. he reached his hand to stroke mustang's cheek, before leaning in to connect his lips to hers in a long lazy morning kiss, "shes hurting my boobs" mustang murmured into the kiss. finn cracked up, breaking the kiss, mustang pouted "it's not funny blakey"

she took betty off her breast, feeling the sweet freedom, her bare breast on display: it was red and swollen from the countless feeds, the sight made finn's heart break, but it also gave him so much respect for her, what she was putting her body through to keep their daughter alive, it made him feel like he had to do more for her and betty then he was already doing. he needed to do more

"i can burp her baby; go shower" he suggested, playing with mustang's messy braid, he loved her hair so much,

her hair was long: falling to just below her breast area, her hair was dark and he loved the way it complimented her tan, blushed skin, how it blended in with the dark night sky outside their window, how it looked like soft melted dark chocolate.

whenever he would wake up from a nightmare: tears streaming down face. mustang would let him play with her hair, he loved the feeling of it. it felt like soft silk, smelled like cinnamon apples. it was beautiful, she is beautiful. he loves her, he loves her so deeply that it made his heart feel like its going to explode.

mustang raised her brow, looking at the man infront of her "you sure?"

"i'm certain." he confirmed, a large smile plastered on his face

"ok" mustang agreed "but i'm making breakfast" she added

finn grinned "deal."

betty started to fuss, feeling to urge to burp, but not knowing how to without her parents help. "oh i know i know babygirl" mustang soothed, kissing her forehead machine gun style.

mustang passed betty and a rag to her husband "daddys got you baby" she murmured, "you gotta report back to me and tell me he did a good job".

she stood up from the bed, leaning over to kiss him softly on his cheek "you'll do great sweetheart" he whispered to him, before standing upright and walking off.

finn gently rested betty on his broad shoulder, rubbing her small back tenderly, softly patting it to get the burp out.

betty burped easily, which was good. she was already shaping up to be a good kid and he couldn't wait to see all the things she would get up to in her life. she was gonna live a long, healthy life.

she would not be taken from him.

she would not be another victim.

thats what he told himself everyday since mustang got pregnant

finn cleaned up. now holding betty to his bare chest, feeling the softness of her babygrow on his skin.

"i love you" he whispered into the dark hair she inherited from her mother "i love you so much", he could feel that she could hear this voice, recognise it from all the times he spoke to mustang's bump. he nuzzled into the little girl in his arms

mustang walked in, a small smile on her face at seeing her husband and daughter, a white towel covering her body. finn couldn't help but look, staring at his wife as she picked out her clothes.

the towel dropped, the back of her body on full display. finn still stared, how could he not?. mustang turned her head to him, smirking as she saw his lingering eyes

"eyes on the baby, baby..."

she changed, a simple oversized white tee and sweatpants: she was a new mother, her outfits weren't gonna be magazine worthy right now.

"this is as good as it's gonna get i guess.."

"you're fucking gorgeous" finn reminded "the sexiest woman i've ever met" he added

mustang giggled, it was the sweetest sound finn had ever heard "i'm the only woman you find sexy" mustang chuckled

"i'm the only person you've had sex with" she smirked, turning her head to him "passionately"

finn bowed his head down, poking his tongue in his cheek before looking up "you're damn right~" he affirmed, a smile on his face making mustang burst out into a dreamy laughter

mustang produced a long sigh "i miss working so much"

she added "even the boring shit"

finn bit his lip, bouncing betty softly in his arms "well maybe you could just write" he suggested "be an author like you've always wanted"

"from what i've read" he smirked "your draft was amazing"

mustang took a deep breath "finn, honey i can't just leave my job"

"i know, i know" finn repeated, he looked at his wife, still bouncing betty "stay until you get real famous"

"then leave" he stated "don't look back"

mustang scoffed, sitting down on the bed beside her husband "you're funny"

"i'm not joking."

mustang bit her lip "how was she?" she asked, changing the subject quickly

"good" finn answered "burped easily"

mustang raised her brow "yeah?"

"normally with me its alot harder"

finn smirked "hmmm maybe she just likes me more"

mustang stared daggers at her husband "don't forget who birthed her" she reminded

finn smirk grew wider, looking down at betty before looking back at mustang

"don't forget who made her~"

"toché"

november 17th 1988 6:15am

the bacon sizzled in the pan as she poured the eggs and milk combination in a smaller pan, only for her to eat of course. finn still never ate scrambled eggs and mustang got it, she never made him any.

the soft hums of the radio played in the background. a soft jazz song. mustang liked jazz.

finn walked down the stairs, wearing simple tee and jeans

he walked next to mustang in the kitchen, the smell of his aftershave entering her nose making her falter. he was wearing the aftershave he wore on their wedding night, 'that little shit' mustang thought he smirked like he knew what he was doing to her, to her body

he reached to grab his nerd cup and turned on the expensive coffee maker the couple got a wedding gift from mrs arellano.

mustang snorted "nerd alert"

finn laughed under his breath "don't forget who you married sweetheart" he reminded

mustang chuckled, her voice growing loud "yeah a fucking nerd"

finn playfully smiled "love you too honey"

mustang looked at the dark liquid in the machine, pouting as she flipped the bacon "i miss coffee"

"you remember how much coffee we drank at alpine?" she added in a laugh, turning her body around to meet finn's. finn chuckled softly, scratching the back of his head, eyebrow raised

"how could i forget baby?"

he cracked a smile "every morning, every night" he continued "you and me in your cabin"

mustang walked to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, near his neck, in a romantic gesture, his tall height contrasting with her shortness "then you would always smoke that cheap shit, while i was snuggled up in your arms." she murmured into his ear

"it was not cheap" finn whispered, matching her tone

mustang slyly smiled "oh yes it was.."

"it was" she repeated. she played with his morning curls, curling them around in her fingers.

finn finally admitted defeat "fine~"

"it was~" he continued, making her giggle, a giggle that sounded like a symphony to finn

"the coffee was good though" she reminisced "it hit the spot".

they swallowed eachothers lips in a kiss, long, needing. finn moving his hands from her cheek to her rounded ass, making her depart from the kiss in a soft laugher "you are so bold rocketman~" she purred into his lips, playing with his messy curls, his hands still on her ass.

his lips whispered to hers "whats wrong with a man loving his wife" his hand left her ass, moving it to up her toffee blushed cheeks, cupping them delicately, like she was made of glass, she tenderly giggled into them “and the mother of his child”

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