Ah Gee-

A Regular Night

((They live in an apartment building here so it makes sense 👌))

The loud cries couldn't be ignored, ringing through the walls. Tord groaned, holding a pillow over his head. Ever since his neighbor had his baby a few weeks ago, the little shit would always cry nonstop at night.

The Norwegian was undoubtedly starting to get annoyed, wondering why they could be crying in the first place, and if his neighbor was doing anything about this at all.

Jon sighed, bouncing the small baby as she bawled her eyes out. She would only stop to take a breath, then got right back to sobbing. Jon kissed her cheek, looking at her face. "Come on, Stella, please! Just go to sleep!" Stella ignored him, continuing to scream.

He sat down on the couch, attempting to feed her the bottle again. Stella just pushed it away, squirming against him. Jon set the bottle back down, looking up as a knock sounded. He stood, going to open it.

Tord was standing there, his eyes barely open. Jon tensed a bit. "I-I'm so sorry, she just won't stop. I'm really trying, and it-"

"Can I come in?" Tord was barely listening to the shorter man's apology. Jon stepped back, opening the door further. "Yeah, I guess so.." Tord stepped in, closing the door for him. He held out his hands. "Can I see?"

Jon was hesitant, but he handed his baby over. Tord held her against his chest, digging in his pocket for his phone. He played some soft classical music, setting it down to a low volume, and putting his phone close to the baby's head. Stella's cries got quiet, soon she had gone silent, her eyelids starting to get heavy she finally fell asleep, curling up against Tord.

Jon was watching, wide-eyed and confused. "W-wait, how did you-"

"Shh!" Tord shushed him, his brows furrowed. "My sister did it with her and her girlfriend's baby. I guess kids just like classical music." He whispered, cracking a smile. Jon smiled as well. Tord handed Stella back to her parent. "I'm guessing your husband works at night or something?"

"Err..." Jon shuffled awkwardly, running a hand through his hair. "I'm not married. I'm not even in a relationship anymore, actually. It's a long story, but, you know." Tord could feel his heart break slightly. He should've gotten the memo a while ago. "Oh..well, I'm gonna go back home. See you around, Jon."

"Mhm! Thank you, Tord." Jon waited for him to step out before he closed the door, waving. Jon kissed his daughter's cheek, taking the girl back to her nursery.