5sos imagines

How he is with your baby boy

Calum

I sat on the sofa, watching TV. Calum sat on the floor with baby Aidan lying across the carpet. Calum had Aidan's small legs gently in his grasp as he moved them about.

"Getting some exercise, aren't we?" he cooed to him as he smiled at his son, making Aidan smile back at his dad.

"Cal, what are you doing? He gets exercise when he crawls." I spoke.

"I want my son to be a footballer like his dad was, so I'm exercising his legs." He stated, eyes still fixed on Aidan.

"I hate to burst your bubble, babe, but I don't think it works like that." I chuckled.

"Mum did it to me when I was a baby, so I thought I'd give it a shot." He responded, looking at me.

"Fair enough." I sighed as I stood from the sofa and sat down next to Calum, intently watching my son.

"Don't worry, babe, he'll be a footballer, I can see it in his eyes." I grinned, making Calum chuckle.

"Yeah. He's going to be as good as his old man." He smiled.

"Getting a little cocky, are we?" I smirked.

"You know you love it." He returned it.

Luke

I sat on the bed, flicking through my phone as Luke rushed in.

"Y/N, you'll never guess what I bought for Alex." He grinned excitedly as he held Alex closely.

"What did you buy?" I chuckled. He outstretched his arms, bringing Alex out with them and revealing him in a ninja turtle onesie. I laughed as I stood from the bed and walked towards them.

"Oh, my god, that's adorable." I smiled as I inspected the outfit.

"I know, right?!" Luke laughed as he brought Alex back into his body.

"I'm thinking that you should do his clothes shopping from now on." I chuckled.

"Ha, no. Look, I wear three shirts in total, I don't think that it's a wise move for me to be dressing our son." He stated. I laughed as I took Alex from him.

"Okay, I'll stick to dressing him. But you did well." I chuckled, making Luke roll his eyes playfully.

"I can dress a child, Y/N." he smiled.

"Sure." I chuckled.

Michael

Michael was playing on the Xbox with Charlie sat on his lap as I walked in and took a seat next to them. Charlie was randomly bashing the controls, slamming his tiny fists down onto the buttons.

"Come on, Charlie, you can do it, buddy." Michael encouraged.

"Mikey, I'm not overly keen on you teaching our son how to play video games from such an early     age." I sighed, making Michael shrug.

"He'll be fine." He chuckled as Charlie pressed a button.

"No! Charlie, what was that for?!" he groaned as the screen turned black. Charlie gurgled at his dad's voice, blissfully unaware of the trouble he was in.

"Ha, karma's a bitch." I laughed as I picked Charlie up.

"Y/N, I'm not overly keen on you teaching our son how to swear from such an early age." Michael mocked, chuckling at me.

"I hope he's inherited your hilarious sense of humour." I smiled sarcastically, making him smirk at me.

Ashton