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i haven't written anything in a very long time, but my recent grey's rewatch switched on something in me, and i could not get this japriet scene out of my head. i hope you enjoy it, even a little bit. i surely did enjoy writing it. i've read so many japril drabbles and fanfics these last few weeks, some of them extremely beautiful. i feel very blessed to share my small contribution. okay, enough rambling... and thank you anyway! đ«¶đŒ
here's a little snippet:
Harriet rolls out of bed and goes straight to her mom. Her eyes have adjusted to the dark, and she doesnât have to walk far. When she enters her mommyâs bedroom, though, something is off. Something is different. She squeezes her eyes to get a better look and â what?
because the night
Harriet is scared. Just a little, because it's very dark, the house is completely silent, and the dream she's just had was not nice at all.
She knows now it was only a dream, and sheâs not really in the park, falling from the red swing over and over: she's in her room (well, her messy room), with her toys (not all of them, of course), and her mommy is surely in the bedroom next to hers.
Everything is fine, Harriet.
She is fine. But just to be sure, just to be sung to sleep by her mommyâs sweet voice, she decides to go to her and sneak into the big bed her mommy has all to herself.
Her mom is taller than Harriet, but not really that tall; and surely not as tall as her daddy. A few days ago, she heard him say with a smile, so much vigour in such a tiny woman. Then her mommy slapped him on the chest - gently. Her daddy wasnât mad â he was still smiling â and actually, his eyes were even brighter than usual. Harriet didnât understand why her mom slapped him or what the word vigour meant. Mommy and daddy are silly sometimes, she thought, and then carelessly returned to the new Lego set sprawled on the carpet.
Anyway, daddy is right: her mommy is tiny. So Harriet doesnât understand why she needs such a big bed if Harriet isnât allowed to sleep with her every night â well, the nights when she stays in her home number one, the messy home with the messy pillows.
Harriet rolls out of bed and goes straight to her mom. Her eyes have adjusted to the dark, and she doesnât have to walk far. When she enters her mommyâs bedroom, though, something is off. Something is different. She squeezes her eyes to get a better look and â what?
Does mommy know someone is sleeping in the big bed with her? Did she notice?
It wouldnât be the first time she hadnât noticed something. Harriet remembers when mommy was taking a shower for so long that daddy had to use his special emergency key to get into the house (Harriet isnât allowed to open the front door - yet). He brought ice cream to share with them â his two favorite girls, he saidâ but mommy was taking so long in the shower that she didnât even realize daddy was in the house, waiting with Harriet in the kitchen! So when she finally came out in her soft lilac robe, her hair all wet, saying
Hattie, we should get dressed! Daddy called twice, and for sure heâs on his way here. We donât want to be late for the movâ
Harriet and daddy both laughed, their mouths full of ice cream â she was talking so fast! Mommy looked a little surprised to see him in the kitchen, but definitely not unhappy.
I had to use the emergency key - he said - The ice cream was melting, and you werenât picking up your phone or answering the doorbell â that's emergency enough, right, munchkin?
Harriet nodded, focused on the delicious chunk of chocolate brownie she had just found.
I was only in the shower for ten minutes! (Daddy raised his eyebrows at her) And you both finished the chocolate brownie!
Thereâs another tub waiting for you in the freezer, mommy! Daddy brought one just for you!
So mommy had the ice cream too, and daddy couldnât help but touch her lilac robe â it really was the softest robe.
Because mommy sometimes gets distracted, Harriet tiptoes closer to the bed, her bad dream completely forgotten. She has to tell her mommy â because what if mommy doesnât know? But first, Harriet has to know herself, because she is a curious little munchkin, after all â her daddy tells her that all the time.
Who is this other person?
One small step toward the big bed; another and â
"Daddy???"
She doesnât mean to speak out loud â mommy and daddy are both sleeping â but she is surprised. Very surprised. Daddy sleeps in her house number two: the one without the messy pillows. They always see each other now: he drives her to school almost every day, they all go to the park together, and to the cinema, and to Balloon Benny every Sunday, because Sunday is for waffles after church, and Balloon Benny makes the best waffles in the whole universe. But right after dinner, after mommy and daddy tuck her in and kiss her goodnight, he goes to his pillow-free house. She knows that because sometimes she sleeps there too, in her room number two (the un-messy one), while mommy stays here. Did he forget?
"Daddy?? Daddy!! Wake up!!"
"Sweetheart, what happened? Are you all right?" His voice is groggy and quiet, much quieter than Harrietâs, whoâs getting a little excited.
"Daddy, what are you doing? Do you know this is mommyâs bed? Did you forget to go back to your home for the night? You have your own big bed, donât you remember?"
Heâs slightly taken aback by the stream of questions in the middle of the night, but he chuckles softly as he says
"Sweetheart, isnât this home too?"
After thinking for half a second, a cascade of fast-paced words tumbles out of her.
"Well of course, daddy, itâs your home too because weâre here all the time, mommy and me, and you always say home is wherever I am, and Iâm here, and mommyâs here, and you like mommy, and you always come here to stay with us and have dinner and play and watch movies, but then you go sleep in your own big bed. Mommy only shares her big bed with me - sometimes. Did you tell her youâre sleeping next to her tonight? You know mommy, maybe she hasnât noticed, and we should tell her youâre here, so she knows."
Her daddy laughs; Harriet doesnât get why this is so funny, but she laughs too. She loves it when they laugh together â Harriet, daddy, and mommy, of course. She loves them so much, and she knows they love her too â to the moon and back, they always say.
"I think youâre right, maybe she doesnât know Iâm here. So we should definitely tell her, and then we can all go back to sleep. Come on, sweetie, come here. Did you have a bad dream?" he asks, reaching out for her hand.
"Wait, daddy. Mommy is tiny, and I am tiny, but you are not tiny. Are you sure thereâs room for me on the bed?"
"Thereâs always space for my munchkin"
So Harriet climbs onto her mommyâs bed, her mommy still asleep (Harriet, on the other hand, is wide awake now). Her daddy kisses her sweetly on the cheek before settling her between him and her mom. The bed is bigger than she remembered because the three of them fit perfectly. How exciting.
Harriet snuggles under the covers and whispers
"Daddy, can I tell her? Can I wake her? Can we sleep with our eyes open like fishes do?"
"You wake her, Hattie, if you can. Iâm sure her eyes are pretty closed though" he says, still smiling with his voice as he strokes her curls.
Harriet turns her back to her dad and gently touches her mommyâs peaceful face. This is too exciting. This is the best surprise.
"Mommy!! Mommy, wake up!! Do you know daddy is sleeping next to you? Well, heâs not sleeping anymore because I woke him up, but do you know heâs here?? AND ITâS THE NIGHT! I think he forgot he has his big bed in the other home, but itâs okay, right? I donât really mind. Do you? This is the best bed with the fluffiest pillows"
It takes her mom a couple of seconds to register whatâs happening. When she opens her eyes â Harriet knows sheâs sooo sleepy â she looks at Harriet, then at daddy, and then⊠she gives her a huge smile and the biggest hug.
"This is the best bed, peanut, and it really has the fluffiest pillows. And you know why?" Her voice sounds a bit emotional, but Harriet doesnât quite get why. Itâs just so exciting to snuggle in bed with her two favorite people.
Harriet knows whatâs coming next; a smirk plays on her lips as she turns to face her daddy again. Itâs really dark, but she can see his smile and his eyes so clearly. He knows whatâs coming too, and tries to give an unconvincing look of disapproval.
"Because mommy and Hattie always know best, daddy!"
Mommy and Harriet recite in unison their not-so-secret mantra; itâs their joyful pact of unity. Daddy always pretends to resist, but Harriet knows he loves it.
"Yeah, yeah, youâre the most perfect bubbly duo. I donât think thereâs a higher concentration of stubbornness in the world. Happy, ladies? As usual, you win the argument"
"And your heart, daddy?"
"That you won a long time ago, sweetheart"
"Yeah, but I wasnât born a long time ago, daddy. Iâm a child. You and mommy are old. So mommy must have won it first"
Her parents both laugh, gently caressing her hair and her belly. Itâs soothing and calming and so full of love. Itâs the best feeling for Harriet. It even tops Grandma Catherineâs bedtime stories. She could stay here forever.
"See? I have nothing left to add, your honor, this child of mine, who wasnât born a long time ago, is too preparedâ
âAnd on this note, child of yours, itâs time to return to our good nightâs sleepâ
Mommy looks at Harriet, but Harrietâs eyes are already closed; apparently, she canât fall asleep with her eyes open like fishes do. However, she doesnât mind now. Sheâs too comfy. The last image she captures before drifting off again is her daddyâs bright eyes, looking intently at her mom. Heâs so focused, and his eyes are so alive. Her mommy looks at him too, and Harriet knows sheâs smiling.
I know you so well, she thinks, already half-asleep.
âAll the planning, Jackson, to weigh the best moment to explain it to her, and then she wakes up in the middle of the night and poof! Itâs been over a month since she last woke up in the middle of the night, I thought we were safe! I had a whole speech prepared: Mommy and daddy are already close, but we want to be even closer, so how do you feel about saying goodbye to one of your bedrooms so we can all stay together andââ
âBabe, youâre stressing out too much. You know what I think? I think we were so busy talking about how to talk about it, and hiding it from her like she doesnât have eyes and great observation skills, that we kind of missed her putting the pieces together in her own way. I mean, I donât think she knew knew, but she did catch us making out in the bathroom. Did she believe you when you said you were sitting on me to pop a pimple on my cheek? Maybe. But sheâs five, sheâs not stupid. Now letâs all sleep, please, itâs 3 in the morningâ
Their voices are brisk but hushed, and itâs what lulls Harriet to sleep. Her mom laughs and sighs a little.
âThis child of ours has outsmarted us once againâ
Harriet feels their embrace tighten around her; she is outsmarty, isnât she? â her last coherent thought before sleeping till morning.
Hello Hello! I am brand new to the world of Grey's but have already fallen deeply in love with japril ! I have gone down such a rabbit hole of them and their story and I feel like they deserved so much better...which means a new fanfic is in the works!
I still don't know if they will be one-shots or a full fit, but I have ideas for multiple stories. So lots of Japril to come!
I am so excited to join this amazing community and I am looking forward to meeting you all!
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Lots of people thought japril apperared too platonic in the episode but personally i felt it made sense character and story wise i mean april has been married for about three years and i think jackson has tried really hard to accept that fact and move on plus she's probably going through a divorce rn they've both had to bury their feelings especially for the sake of their daughter and i think that was necessary to be able to successfully co-parent so imo it wouldn't have made sense for them to show any attraction towards each other at that point now dont get me wrong i dont think those feelings are gone they just need some time to come back to the surface (i give them 3 months topsđ) so, as a first step, the fact that we were shown how well they work together, that they're still each other's person, that they still know each other better than anyone else, that there's definitely still love there plus the hug is enough for me also i still dont think april's agreement after one (1) night of taking care of their daughter together is coincidental i think she felt that that's the way things are supposed to be and the fact that she agreed so quickly felt exactly them bc when it comes to each other they've always gone with their gut dont know if that's the wisest choice obviously but when you know you knowđ€·ââïž now ideally i'd love a spin-off (that's a whole other post btw) but i could settle for a time-jump in the farewell episode where the three of them are a happy family living their best lives in Boston both personally and professionally it's the happy ending all of us deserve
Theyâre easy in movies. Fade in, fade out, next scene. But this was real. And she had Harriet to think of now. Sweet, tiny Harriet, who was babbling away in the back seat, eyes glistening in the morning sunlight. Her fatherâs eyes.
April loaded the last few boxes into the trunk and lowered herself into the driverâs seat. Her grip tightened on the steering wheel for a moment as she took a deep breath. This was real.
Matthew had made his choice, this was hers. Boston. Jackson. She was going back to him, but it didnât feel like going backwards. Of course, she knew it wasnât going to be easy. Nothing between them ever had been. But this felt right, and she had faith in their perfectly imperfect journey.
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