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Ludwig knows beach volleyball better than he knows himself. He grew up with his feet in the sand and the sun on his shoulders. He never expects to make it to the Olympics but with his best friend by his side, they impress everyone in Rio. He feels like his life is finally beginning.
Five years later in Tokyo, everything falls apart.
In Paris, all Ludwig has is the pieces.
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love all your dad wig so much i could read it forever thank you for all the blurbs
IM GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING!!! i'm having so much fun writing them. here's another that you can read below the cut or on ao3 about waking up in the middle of the night with a baby
When the familiar fussy cry comes crackling through the baby monitor on the nightstand, QT rolls over and screams into her pillow.
He honestly fucking gets it. It’s only about two weeks ago that Ryan started generally getting through the nights without waking and as of two days ago, they’re back where they were two months ago, with long nights spent switching off and trying to coax her back to sleep. According to her pediatrician, she’s teething which isn’t always an issue when it comes to sleeping through the night but since she already had some issues with sleeping through the night up until pretty recently. QT gave her Tylenol before bed, but they’ve still been up with her a few times tonight, the latest being when Ludwig rocked her back to sleep only twenty minutes ago.
“I’ll get her,” he offers, patting QT’s arm and climbing out of bed because he’s an awesome partner and an even better dad.
Without lifting her face from the pillow, she mumbles something incomprehensible in response. He assumes she’s thanking either him or some sort of higher power for the fact that she doesn’t have to get out of bed.
Ryan’s entire face is bright red when he picks her up, tears streaming down her cheeks and snot dribbling from her nose as she thrashes her arms and legs around violently. It breaks his fucking heart to see her struggling like this— as much as he hates getting up in the middle of the night he understands that it’s only because she’s hurting.
He picks her up and balances her at his hip, gently bouncing her as he grabs her blanket from her crib and pushes it into her pudgy hands, just so she has something to focus on. Her screams quiet to sniffles as she shoves it into her mouth and tries to gnaw at it— poor girl.
It feels almost robotic as he walks downstairs and grabs a washcloth out of the freezer, a handy tip that QT’s sister passed down to her when she mentioned Ryan had started teething the other day. They’ve done this so many times and sure, it helps, but it only soothes the pain for so long before the tears start up again.
Sitting on the couch with her, Ludwig carefully rubs the freezing washcloth against her gums, coaxing her to gently chew at it so the cold can numb her aching gums.
As she chews, quieting finally, he grabs a tissue off the coffee table and wipes her face free of boogers and tears before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss right where wispy blond hair meets her forehead.
“You’re okay,” he whispers, wrapping her in her blanket and hugging her to his chest. “I’ve got you.”
She starts to relax a little, allowing the washcloth to fall from her mouth, and he reaches up with his thumb to gently massage her gums in the way that he saw in some YouTube video he watched about this.
When he hits a bump on the bottom, he freezes and withdraws his thumb so that he can look at her mouth. Sure enough, barely visible near the middle of her mouth is a tiny pearly white tooth. Her first fucking tooth.
“Oh my fucking god!” he says, loud enough that Ders peers over to them with interest from the cat tower across the room.
He debates waking up QT for this. On one hand, it’s definitely a big first. Teeth mean chewing. She’s literally going to be chewing her whole life! But the tooth will also still be there when she wakes up tomorrow and she did seem pretty fucking exhausted.
Fuck it. He’s pretty sure that she’ll be more excited by the tooth than pissed about being woken up at four in the morning. She probably hasn’t even fallen back to sleep yet. Moments like these are meant to be shared, so he stands back up, bouncing Ryan at his side, and walks back upstairs.
“Babe?” he whispers, creeping back into her bedroom.
“What?” she mumbles into the pillow, still immobilized by being woken up in the middle of the night for what feels like the millionth time. Parenting is seriously fucking hard.
“I need to show you something,” he tells her.
She flips upright and turns on the light in an instant, a panicked look on her face. “Is something wrong?”
He looks from Ryan, half-asleep in his arms, to her. Okay, he can see how that might have sounded slightly worrying after they literally just woke up to her sobbing.
“No, no, no. It’s a good thing,” he tells her, sitting on the bed and handing Ryan over to her.
Ryan smiles a little and reaches up to grab at her nose, making QT laugh and press a kiss into her hair, even though she seemed frustrated by being woken up just a few minutes ago.
“Look,” he tells her, reaching over and carefully pulling down her bottom lip so that QT can see the tooth.
QT’s eyes widen. “Holy shit! Is that?”
“She has a tooth now,” he confirms.
She turns to stare at him for a moment, looking absolutely stunned. “I’m going to fucking cry or something. That’s an actual fucking tooth!”
He nods. “Logically, I knew that teething meant her teeth were coming in but I don’t know why I figured she’d just sprout a full set in a month or something.”
QT snorts, reaching down to run her finger along the tooth. “Lud, that’s seriously fucking stupid.”
“I’m not a baby expert. I’m learning, okay?” But he’s barely even focused on what he’s saying, he’s just watching his little girl, sleepy and confused about why her parents are so excited right now.
“You got a little tooth now,” QT says in her baby voice. “Soon enough you’re gonna be able to eat all sorts of stuff just like your Mom and Dad. I’m gonna make so many tasty little treats just for you one day.”
She reaches down and boops her nose, earning a giggle.
How did I get this fucking lucky? he thinks as he watches his partner and his daughter. It’s the middle of the fucking night and all he can think about is how grateful he is for everything he has.
Being a parent is seriously fucking hard. Babies are so fragile, and there are so many little things you have to do for them, and it makes balancing work harder, and it puts an extra strain on your relationship. It’s all fucking worth it, though, because he gets to have little moments like these, sitting in bed with QT celebrating Ryan’s very first tooth.
When working the night shift, Ludwig swears that he sees a furry white alien dart past him. Slime thinks he's fucking stupid but when QT says she saw the alien too, the two of them embark on a journey to find it and prove Slime wrong.
