Valetine's Day | Dad!Dieter Bravo x reader
word count: 1.2k
pairing: Dad!Dieter Bravo x fem!reader
summary: Dieter and your kids surprise you for Valentines day but you also have one for Dieter he didn't expect.
warnings: dad!dieter is his own warning (and au😌), a ton of fluff, reader is a mom, Santiago (Santi) is a toddler and Camila (Cami) is only about 10-18 months old, talks of breeding kink?, mention of drugs (Dieter is clean around his kids(!!), but we want him to have some fun here and then👀), reader calls dieter "daddy" (just once), this isn't proofread yet!, if I missed anything please tell me!
a/n: This has absolutely thrown my plan of introducing Dad!Dieter off track lol. Timing-wise, it's sometime after Dieter and reader already have kids and are married, but a little Valentine's Day special was too cute not to do.
So, have fun with the first little teaser to dad!dieter (he's got me in a chockehold, thanks @seratuyo & @alwaysmicado for hyping me up even more lmao) And thanks to @morallyinept for the "he said what" posts, they help me sm!
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“Okay, everyone be really quiet when we open the door, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy." Santi giggles and squeezes the bouquet, which seemed huge compared to his small frame, causing the paper to rustle. “C’mon, Cami.”
He stretches out his short arm to take her by the hand, having difficulty balancing the bouquet in his hand.
"Here buddy, I'll take your sister and you give mummy her bouquet," Dieter says, gently taking your daughter in his arms. She’d only make a few steps anyway and would have to crawl the rest of the way. But ever since she started taking her first steps a few weeks ago, Santiago’s been thrilled and didn't want to go anywhere without his little sister.
"Alright, ready?" Dieter asks again and both kids nod excitedly, giving him the reaction he wanted. Dieter grins at the two and then nods in the direction of the door behind which your bedroom was. And where you were still completely knocked out.
All thanks to Dieter. He insisted on giving you an 'early Valentine's Day present' last night.
"It's not too early, baby." he grinned with a smug smile. "It's technically the 14th already, and you know damn right what else is ready for you," he emphasized his words with a wiggle of his eyebrows, "all the time."
You chuckled at his attempt to seduce you and slid further up the bed until your back rested against the headboard. "Okay, show me your present then, Mr Bravo." you grinned.
"Your wish is my command, Mrs Bravo."
And as he removed his pants and slowly moved closer until he bent his body over yours, caging you in between him and the mattress, you knew it was going to be a long night.
"Alright, you go first little man."
Santiago nods again excitedly before stretching to open the door. Dieter tousles Camila's hair, making her smile instantly, and she looks up at her Dad with big brown eyes. "Let's go and surprise mommy, baby girl," he says and kisses her on the forehead before following your son. Dieter holds the door open so Santi can concentrate on delivering your flowers safely, all while watching his kid with a warm smile.
The noise of the door and Santis little feet tapping on the floor wakes you up. The first thing you see when you open your - still tired - eyes, is a broadly grinning Santiago. Dieter must’ve opened the curtains when he got up, so the room was bathed in a warm light.
“Happy Valentine's day, mommy!”
“Oh hi, good morning. Happy Valentine’s, baby.” you smile and straighten up in bed to sit cross-legged. Glad you put on one of Dieter's many oversized shirts yesterday.
“We got you flowers.” he tells you excitedly, holding out the flowers for you to see.
“Oh my god, they're almost as big as you are." you say with a chuckle, "They’re so beautiful, bubba.”
You smell them, closing your eyes as the soft, floral scent fills your nose. When you open them again, you see the piece of paper between the flowers, a tonne of pink and red glitter to decorate the heart-shaped card.
“Did you make this yourself?” you smile at Santiago, running your fingers through his brown curls. “I did! I used glitter, because you like it!”
“Yes, I do.” you chuckle.
“Thank you.” you smile at him again, and he looks beyond proud.
“Happy Valentine’s day,” Dieter grins from behind Santiago, “Again.”
You giggle as he leans down, Cami still on his arm, and gives you a kiss.
“Ha, ha.” you say in feigned indignation, smacking him on the chest. But the smile that wins over your face, tells Dieter everything he needs to know.
He's still leaning over you as you reach out to take Cami from Dieter's arms and bring her next to you. "Hey, my little girl." She immediately smiles and you chuckle.
“Thank you so so much.” you say again, pulling Santiago into a hug and into your lap, as Dieter takes a seat behind you on the bed. The four of you together on the bed, the gigantic bouquet of flowers next to you - because that’s what Dieter does, and he’d die before he’d ever not get you the biggest one he could get - you felt so completely content, safe, and happy.
“Come here,” Dieter quietly says, one hand on your waist, pulling you - and Santi - to his chest, Cami crawling on the bed next to him. You let your head rest on his shoulder, but turn a little to give him a kiss on his jaw, and another one to the small bald patch in his, slowly but surely, salt and pepper turning beard. Dieter glances down at you and gives you a smile that brings your whole world to a halt.
Every time he looks at you with that special smile, it's like you're back in time, back in the kitchen, dancing and having batter spilt all over you. A smile that's reserved just for you.
“I love you, baby.” he whispers against your lips, his breath playing with yours.
“I love you.” you smile up at him.
“I can’t wait to have you all big and round again. You’re the perfect mom, would be a such waste not to have another one.” he continues.
“Third time’s a charm, huh?” you play along with Dieter's little game of teasing. “Any other reason you’d like to knock me up, again?”
Dieter looks at you with a smug smile, his hand finding its way to your belly.
“Shh now, our kids are present,” he moves closer to your ear and his lips almost touch your earlobe. Dieter knows exactly how to tease you.
"Your tits are also incredible when you're pregnant." he grins.
"I literally just had Cami, they're still huge." you laugh softly and shake your head.
"It’s not about the size, baby. I always love them, no exception. But when you're pregnant they're so deliciously sensitive."
You can practically feel his cheeky grin. “Oh, you’re one of a kind, D.”
Santi is still snuggled up in your arms, half asleep again, while Cami is bubbling away next to you and Dieter, playing with the end of the blanket.
His one arm around your waist, you push up the sleeve of his dark, fuzzy teddy coat on his other arm to reveal his tattoos. Slowly, you trace both of his triad tattoos, a habit Dieter particularly loves.
“I got you something, too.” you say after a while of comfortable silence.
"Oh yeah?"
He places a gentle kiss on the top of your head. "Yeah." you reply, a knowing smile spreading on your lips.
"It's in the drawer," you whisper, tipping your head towards the bedside table. "Open it."
Moving slowly so as not to disturb you and Santi, Dieter leans towards the drawer and opens it. The slight rustling of the small bag filled with "white goodness", as he likes to call it, tells you that Dieter has found his present.
"Ohh baby, you just made the whole ‘baby making’ thing even better."
You grin and feel Dieter pull you closer to him, touching your waist in the process, causing you to giggle.
"Happy Valentine's day, daddy," you whisper in his ear.
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💗Happy Valentine's day besties💗
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27 for the prompts, if it sparks joy 💗
thanks for the prompt bestie. it sparked joy today 😌💖
from the prompt list: “your heartbeat is my favorite sound.” also inspired by this post
my heart beats for you
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Eddie let himself through the door, slipping off his works boots and placing them on the shoe rack before bending to do the same with Bucks’. The shoes rack was literally right there, and yet—Eddie loved him anyway.
After setting his duffel bag into the laundry room, Eddie made his way down the hall, stopping to peek in at Chris. His son was sleeping soundly, Eddie stepping forward to brush the curls from his face and pull the blankets up over him. Closing the door behind him, Eddie made his way to his room, noting the soft glow of the tv coming from underneath the door.
Blue was the first thing he saw, a soft and tired smile spreading over Buck’s face. Eddie moved toward the far side of the bed, sliding up behind Buck to press a kiss over his soft curls. “Hi baby.”
Buck turned to meet him, making grabby hands for him. “Missed you.” Eddie smiled and bent to press a kiss to his forehead, right over Buck’s birthmark. “Missed you too. I’ll be right back, ok?”
Buck pouted, but eventually let Eddie go, settling back into the bed with a sigh. Eddie smiled to himself as he made for the bathroom to change into some sweats before heading back out of the bedroom and into the hallway closet where he’d stashed Buck’s present.
With the present in hand, Eddie wandered back to his room, softly closing the door behind him. Quietly, Eddie placed the gift on his nightstand before joining Buck on the bed. He curled up to his boyfriend, dragging Buck toward him.
They stayed that way for a few moments, Eddie pretending to drift off, stifling a laugh when he heard Buck sigh.
Buck turned in his hold, Eddie looking him over, a faint smile spreading across his lips while Buck frowned back at him. He reached a hand up to swipe across Bucks lips, trying to brush away some of the frown.
“What’s wrong love?”
Buck sighed again, looking away from Eddie as he answered.
“It’s just, I mean—I know I said I didn’t want to do anything for Valentine’s Day, but I—"
“Didn’t really mean it?” Eddie finished for him, Buck giving a short nod of his head.
“Yea I-I told you that you should take the shift so then I wouldn’t have to think about it, but then I just—I missed my valentine all day.”
Eddie leaned forward to kiss Bucks pout away, Buck snaking his arms around Eddie to pull him in close. Eddie let himself bask in the touch for a moment before pulling away a tinge, Buck letting out the softest whine, one that went right to Eddie’s heart.
“Just a sec sweetheart,” Eddie promised as he reached behind him for the small gift. Once he had it in hand, Eddie placed it between them, pushing it toward Buck.
“You-you got me a gift?”
“Of course I did. As much as I know you claim to hate the holiday, I still want you to know how much I love you.”
“But I already do Eds. You never let me forget.”
And while that was true, Eddie still wanted him to know, needed Buck to know how much he meant to him, even if it was just through silly gift gestures.
Tapping on the jar, Eddie pushed it toward Buck, watching as the man raised it into the low light of the tv to read the writing on the side. On the inside of the jar was Hershey’s kisses, the note on the outside reading: kisses for when I’m not around.
He watched as Bucks entire face lit up, an all too adorable smile covering his face.
“Eds it’s—god this is the sappiest thing ever.”
“And you love it,” Eddie said with a wag of his brows.
Buck reeled him in for a kiss before hugging him tightly and whispering into his ear. “Not as much as I love you.”
Eddie leaned into the hold, letting Bucks touch surround him.
“I uh, I got something for you too.”
Eddie pulled back so he could meet those blues wholly. “You, Buck, Evan, my love—who hates Valentine’s Day—got me a gift?”
“Well, I made it, but—yea.”
Eddie already loved it, just for the fact Buck had thought of him and made something himself.
Buck reached behind him into his own drawer, pulling out a piece of folded paper, Eddie’s name written in red and purple glitter across the front. He handed it out, Eddie letting his fingers collide with Bucks a moment before pulling away and opening the card.
Inside was one of Bucks ridiculous heart drawings, eyes and squiggles drawn onto it; unlike most days, Buck did not misunderstand the assignment here.
“When did you make this?” Eddie asked as he looked it over.
“The other day when Chris was making his. Did you read what it says?”
Eddie remembered coming home the other day to the dining table a mess of markers and stickers, his boys having the time of their life.
Scanning the card, Eddie picked out Buck’s messy handwriting, reading it over. He chuckled with a fond roll of his eyes, looking up to see the cheekiest smile spread across Buck’s face.
“God you’re such a dork.”
Buck didn’t deny it, Eddie reading the card over once more. Signed at the bottom was a sweet love note, one that ended with—you can have my ass any day.
It was perfect. They would have each other’s backs—or ass—any day.
Setting the card to the side, Eddie pulled Buck to him, tugging the man until he was on his lap. He let his hands wander down to Buck’s ass, using the grip to pull him impossibly closer. Buck groaned into him, all but whining. “Babe, what’re you doing?”
Eddie squeezed again before placing a filthy kiss to Bucks lips. “You said I could have your ass any day, so I’m just taking what’s mine.”
Buck didn’t have any qualms about that, the two falling into one another, taking each other apart soft and slow.
They rested together afterwards, Bucks head over his chest, Eddie rubbing a hand through his curls. Buck inched his head upwards, placing it just over the middle of Eddie’s chest.
Eddie let out a content sigh. “What’re you doing?”
Buck hummed as he nestled further into Eddie, hands wrapping around his sides.
“Just listening to my favorite sound.”
“And what’s that?”
Buck adjusted himself, pushing impossibly closer into Eddie before letting out a content sigh of his own.
“Your heartbeat—it’s my favorite sound.”
Eddie couldn’t help but to disturb his boyfriend, beckoning for a kiss, one Buck easily reciprocated before replacing his ear over Eddie’s heart.
After that, Buck didn’t hate Valentines so much anymore. He always said Eddie made him feel loved every day, especially on that day.
If Eddie’s heart played Bucks favorite song, well, he had no choice but to keep it beating.
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