Thank you bestfran for requesting and I had a lot of fun writing this. (Also I have a horrible insight on babies because I hate them so) anyways

"I'm bored. Wanna make out?" Jack says and I shrug and turn the gaming chair to face him. "Sure," I say and take a few steps to the bed and squirm my body up so our faces meet and he smiles. "I forgot how beautiful you are," and I smile as well. "Just kiss me already dork," I say and we both move in, our lips meeting halfway.

Our tongues fight for dominance but nobody really wanting to win. His hands cup my cheeks, fingers slightly combing through the roots of my hair near the nape of my neck. My hands softly play with his curls, making sure not to pull so hard but to simply play with them. We roll around the bed ending up in a position where he's sitting with his back on the headboard and I'm on his lap, leisurely making out with him.

We didn't want to go farther we where both bored. Suddenly we hear a scream as if someone was stabbed. We where home alone since his mom went to go grocery shopping. "Bowie," he says and lifts me off of his lap and runs to the door frame. I snap around to see little Bowie looking like he just saw a demon.

Jack scoops him up and lays his little brother on his bed, next to me and the second his back touches the quilt he breaks out in hysterical crying. "What-what's wrong Bo?" He looks over his body to see if there was any cuts or bruises or anywhere that could've started hurting to cause him to cry this much.

"You-you-where ea-eating YN-N," he says in between deep inhales and exhales, stuttering a bit. "Oh Bowie," I say and scoop him up, cradling him, while I wipe the tears from his eyes. "Jack wasn't eating me, we where just kissing Bo. How long where you here for?" I ask and he shrugs, his tiny body fitting well in my arms. "Well I got here when he first started eating you and you where both laying down," he says and manages to get all the words out with stuttering. "What was Jack really doing Bowie?" I say and he smiles.

"Kissing you," and I tickle his belly. "That's right not eating me," and he giggles and squirms around, accidentally kicking Jacks leg. "Sorry Jack," we both stop laughing and I stop tickling him. He looks sad again so Jack quickly says "it's okay Bo, you didn't mean it," he says and Bowie stands and hugs him. "C'mon Bo let's get some juice and you can take a nap, alright," I say and he nods and takes both of our hands.

We follow him to the kitchen and he points to the juices. "Which one Bo," Jack says and he points to the white grape juice. "With or without ice," I say as I get his sippy cup for him. "With ice," and I nod and get a few ice cubes and pour the juice. "Jack go put on Grim," I say and a Jack runs to the living room and turns on The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy. "Yay Grim!" Bowie says and I hand him his juice and he runs into the living room, jumping onto the couch to watch his favorite show.

After a while of watching the TV he yawns and I smile. "Bed time?" and he nods. I lift him and he wraps his legs around my waist and lays his head on the crook of my neck. "Good night Bo," I say as i gently lay his body onto his mattress. "Good night YN," he says tiredly and I smile. "You gonna be a great mom lemme tell you," Jack quietly says and I giggle. "Well I hate kids so,"

I do be hating kids but I liked this so