parent!John and parent!Lestrade, overprotective parents perhaps? A ‘bringing my first boyfriend home to meet my two bamf dads’ situation?{Gif belongs to littlemuffin-gifshunt.}
“Ye cannae expect me tae spend th’ weekend at your place.”
“Why not?” Darcy rolled over on the sofa and let her chin rest on her folded arms, one eyebrow raised at Ashton across the room. He crossed his arms across his chest and returned the look, “Come on, Ash, please? Likeliest scenario, they won’t even be home. Better than spending another weekend cooped up here, playing drunk chess at three in the morning and grabbing shit coffee from the campus cafe at half-twelve when we wake up.”
“Hey, here’s an imaginative idea: Ye could actually study thes weekend.”
She wasn’t having any of that. Darcy got up from the sofa and curled her arms around Ashton’s waist, burying her face in his jumper. She heard a sigh from above her before arms were circling her shoulders, large hands stroking down her back to rest on her hips.
“Pretty please?”
Ashton looked down at where Darcy’s chin was leaning on his chest, her big, brown eyes peeking out from the flop of her fringe. She had been working the doe-eyed look on him the entire time he’d known her, and the cheeky cow knew exactly how powerless he was against it. She’d used it to get him to ‘help her’ complete a paper before, or to get him to buy her coffee or dinner, before they were together.
“You an’ yer bloody Bambi eyes ur gonnae be th’ death a’me, Darcy Lestrade.”
Darcy giggled and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him quickly before darting off to the sofa again. “Mm, I love you too baby.” Ashton could only look blankly at his girlfriend as she winked at him, shaking his head as he left her room for class.
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The brilliant searchingforpeter filled this prompt for me! I was very chuffed. I bloody love daddies!Johnstrade.
Seriously though, give it a read. The boys are BAMFS as usual, and it’s an all round fluff-fest for me.
- Claire
