«Insane» Noah jupe/Marcus Abbott x reader)

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Regan and I have just finished making our camp, it looks pretty cool.
We tied blankets together and put them over chairs to make the roof, then we filled it with pillows.
It was in the spare room, so everyone can use it.
Not that I can imagine lee playing in a camp made out of blankets, but I mean for chilling out.

"Good job" I sign, smiling.
Regan smiles, nodding.
"Let's show baby dylan" Regan says, smiling.
I nod.
We walk out of the bedroom, we walk down the steps, climbing through the hole In the ground and into the quiet room.
I instantly see Lee hiding something under the bed.
Looks like a large box.
"Hey, Where's the baby?" I ask lee.
"Here" He says, walking over to the crib, he picks up the baby and hands him to me.
The baby instantly smiles at me, making me laugh.
"He loves me more" I joke, Lee laughs.
"Probably, to be honest. You're good with babies" Lee says.
I smile, tickling the baby's cheek making him laugh.
"Where are you taking him?" Lee asks.
"Upstairs, we made a campy thingy" I say, probably making no sense.
"Be careful" lee warns, I nod.
"Of course" I reply, Regan and I walk out of the quiet room, making our way back to the camp.
I see Marcus out of the corner of my eyes.
"Marcus?" I ask, I see him poke his head around the door making me laugh.
"What's up baby" he says, doing a weird dance as he walks over to us.
"You know it's crazy how you can be so carefree during the end of the world" I joke.
"That's already been and gone" he says, taking the baby out of my arms.
"Hey, that's my baby" I joke, sassing him.
"No mine" he jokes back, stroking the baby's cheek.
"But seriously, Regan and I are taking him somewhere.
You can come with, but I get to hold the baby" I say, smiling.
Marcus smiles, handing me dylan.
"You like me best, don't you Dylan" I say, making Dylan laugh.
"That's what I thought" I say in my knowledge voice, Marcus smiles and wraps his arm around me.
Dylan was starting to get quiet heavy now, as he's around 6 months.
He's crawling and can stand with support.
He laughs a lot, but doesn't talk.
He mumbles random mushed up words, that sound a bit like things we say, but hasn't had his first word yet.

Regan, Marcus and I walk into the room where the camp is, I'm still holding Dylan.
"You guys made this?" Marcus asks, signing as he does so Regan understands.
Regan and I nod.
"We wanted to show Dylan" I say, touching Dylan's nose making him laugh again.
All this baby does is laugh.
"It's so cool, It reminds me of 6th grade sleepovers" Marcus says, making me laugh.
"Well, Dylan likes it" I say, placing Dylan on the ground.
I watch as he crawls over to it, looking back at me as if to ask if he can go inside.
I open the blanket that's supposed to be a door, watching as Dylan crawls inside of the tent.
Marcus crouches next to me, wrapping his arm around me.
"You know you're his favourite person, right?" Marcus says,
I nod.
"Yeah I do" I say jokingly, still watching as Dylan looks at the blankets above him.
"and I'm sure when the time comes, you'll be the best mom" he says, I slowly look at him.
A bit taken aback.
"You think?" I ask, not knowing if he's serious.
"You have a gift with children. I can tell you love them" he says, smiling at me.
"I do" I say, looking back at Dylan, who was now trying to chew on one of the blankets.

"when you want to be, you'll be a great mother" Marcus says, smiling.
I lock eyes with him, smiling gently.
"And you'll be the best dad" I say, winking in a joking manner.
He smiles, His cheeks turn a light shade of pink.
I look back at Dylan.
"He's eating a blanket. On second thought maybe not the best mom" I say, joking around.
I pick Dylan up, placing him on my lap.
"Maybe we shouldn't eat blankets, okay?" I say to Dylan, making him laugh again.
I giggle, smiling at his little chubby cheeks.
Marcus places his arm around my shoulder, kissing me on the cheek.
I look down at Dylan, watching as he looks at his hand intensely.

I hear the door open, watching as Evelyn walks in.
"There you are, Lee said you where watching Baby Dylan" she says, smiling at the three of us cuddled up on the ground.
I nod, watching as Dylan notices Evelyn standing there,
He smiles at her.
"You can have him back" I say, standing up, I pass Dylan to her.
Dylan looks back at me, his face changing from happy to sad.
"He doesn't want to leave you" She says, I smile.
"Go with mommy" I try to cheer him up.
Marcus stands up, walking over to us.
"He's gonna cry again" he says, I remember last time I had Dylan, when he had to go away from me he cried.
He cried for so long that I had to stay with him until he fell asleep.
Evelyn hands him back to me so I can say goodbye.
"He needs to learn that I have to leave sometimes" I say, Evelyn nods.
"Touché" Marcus says, I laugh.
"Regan I need your help with something, can you come with?" Evelyn signs, Regan nods.
"Here, have a child" I say, giving Dylan back to Evelyn.
Marcus laughs, walking back over to the tent.
"I'll see you at dinner" Evelyn says, I nod.
She walks out with Dylan, closing the door behind her.
"Where'd you go?" I ask, walking over to the camp looking for Marcus.
I open the door to the tent, instantly being tackled to the ground.
"Hey" Marcus says, I smile.
"You're a dork"