#shancefluffweek2017

“You think you can say your first word today? Maybe dada or papa? I’ll take mama at this point. Anything to prove to Pidge that you can talk before you walk.”

Layla just stared at her dad before patting her hand against his face.

“Or just continue being cute, you can do that too.” A knock echoed through the apartment and Lance looked excitedly at Layla. “Guess who’s here? Is it Shiro? It is.”

Layla was a giggly mess at the sight of Shiro. “Hi sweetheart. How is my favourite girl?” he asked, taking her out of Lance’s arms and nuzzling her with his nose. The sweet moment was broken when she grabbed his white fringe and started tugging, leaving Shiro trying to pull his hair out of her fist and Lance to laugh.

“You know she loves doing that.”

“I know and hi. Ow, Layla sweetie, let go please.”

Lance loved watching the people he loved interact with Layla, but he loved watching her with Shiro the most. He was in love with Shiro but he never said anything, not yet. He wanted to feel secure first, with Layla and how his life was now before he could even think about telling Shiro how he felt, but the two were close. Lance didn’t fell scared that he’d make the wrong mistake; he just wanted to wait for the right time. Watching Shiro dote over Layla made him think that he could get that chance sooner than he thought.

“Ah, ah.” Layla said, lying on Shiro’s chest as he and Lance were on the couch. They had been watching TV but of course were distracted by Layla’s antics.

“Ah? Are you gonna say something? Daddy still wants you to speak so he can prove a point to your Aunty Pidge.”

“She’s as vocal as I am. Trust me, she’s gonna talk before she walks and she’s gonna say, papa? Can you say papa?”

“Ah! Ta!”

“Hey that’s a new syllable. See, she’s getting better already.” Lance said, pulling his phone out to video her, as Shiro got her standing up on his chest. “Lala, can you say papa?”

“Ta! Taka. Takashi!”

“Seriously?” Lance questioned, as Shiro got a giddily look on his face.

“That’s right. You love your Uncle Takashi don’t you? Can you say it again?”

“Takashi!”

“Oh that’s right, smart girl. Jealous?” he asked Lance, who was hiding his pout behind his phone.

“No, I’m not. She loves hanging out with you so it’s no surprise really.”

“Uh huh, sure. You better learn how to say daddy soon, or he’s gonna be pouting all evening. And cute as the pout is, we don’t want daddy pouting do we?”