Fic: Adventures In Babysitting
Pairing(s): David Cook/Lee Dewyze
Word Count: 1000
Summary: In which Lee buys princess dresses and attempts to babysit, and Dave thinks it’s adorable.
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Schmoop and excessive little girl giggling
Author's Notes: Written for my love oceansdream on the anniversary of her birth, in conjunction with this lovely drawing created by starlightstorm. It must be love if I’m writing kidfic. <3
“Purple or pink?”
Dave blinked at his cell phone a few times before putting it back against his ear. “Uh, purple.”
“Okay great. How about… sequins or rhinestones?”
“Lee, do you have a secret life that I don’t know about?” Dave asked cautiously.
“Wait what?” Lee said, confused. Dave could hear the sounds of tulle and other fabrics swooshing against each other somewhere close in the background. “No, I’m just at the Disney Store buying a dress for my friend’s little girl, man.”
Dave quirked an eyebrow. “And you thought I would be a good person to ask for princess dress advice?”
“No dumbass,” Lee shot back, the eye roll evident in his voice. “I was calling to tell you that I have to babysit her later, so unless you want to help, dinner is off.”
“No, I’ll come by anyway.” He hadn’t seen Lee in a week because of their schedules and even a random kid wasn’t going to be enough to stop him.
“Okay, they’re dropping her off at 6. You’re sure?”
“Yeah, now go buy your dress Prince Charming,” Dave said, laughing to himself when Lee hung up on him in response.
When he got to Lee’s apartment later that evening, Lee was sitting at the dinner table across from the little girl, a big bowl of macaroni and cheese in front of him and a smaller bowl in front of her. Dave took the chair next to him, bumping their shoulders together as he sat down and saying, “Hey good looking.”
“Hey,” Lee said in response, pushing his bowl towards Cook.
“I was talking to her actually,” Dave said, winking at the little girl and smiling at her responding giggle. “Not hungry?”
“Not really. So, this is Kylie.”
Dave saluted her with his spoon before digging in. “Nice to meet you Kylie.” Kylie smiled back, big and orange toothed.
“So what are we supposed to do with her?” Lee whispered, eying Kylie nervously as she shoveled the macaroni and cheese into her mouth with a happy sigh.
Dave stared at Lee, spoon halfway to his own mouth. “Haven’t you ever babysat before?”
“Well, yeah. I just never know what to do.”
“So it is a good thing I came then,” Dave laughed, reaching over to give Lee’s leg a squeeze. “Relax, we’ll feed her some ice cream, play some games, and she’ll be asleep on the couch by 9.”
Ideally, that would be how it worked. Except that in the next moment, the macaroni and cheese that she was so happily consuming managed to miss the mark and tumble onto the purple sequined dress she was so proudly wearing. She stared down at the tulle smeared with orange cheese sauce, eyes growing wide until they began to fill, her lip quivering slightly in anticipation of the sobbing that was about to occur.
“Oh, no. No no no,” Lee babbled, trying to stop the fit before it happened but clearly too panicked to do much else.
Dave sprang into action instead, going around the table to kneel down next to her. “It’s okay, don’t cry,” he said, wiping gently at the stain on her dress with a napkin. “How about we get you changed and I’ll go wash this while you and Uncle Lee watch a movie?”
“Ariel?” she asked, voice soft and wavering.
“Yeah, of course!” Dave responded, lifting her out of the chair and onto his hip. “Your uncle loves mermaids, don’t you Lee?”
“Um, yeah. That crab’s cool too,” Lee said, face still looking a little shell shocked as he focused on clearing the table.
Dave let Kylie direct him to her overnight bag, helping her change into the mismatched pink and green pajamas she pulled out and handing her off to Lee when he came back into the living room. “I’m just going to throw this in the wash,” he said, waving the dress in one hand and holding out a DVD for Lee in the other. “Just put this in. You’ll be fine, I promise.”
“Okay,” Lee said, curling his bigger hand carefully around Kylie’s when she grabbed for it. “Don’t take too long.”
Dave headed for the laundry room to get to work, the opening music already drifting down the hallway after him. He could hear random bouts of high pitched giggling and delighted cries as he sprayed the stain and scrubbed at it, followed by a period of elongated laughter just as he was finishing up. He threw the dress into the machine and went out to inspect, and the sight that he was met with was enough to make him smile so big that his face might split in two. Lee and Kylie were on the couch, Kylie curled up tight along Lee’s side and Lee singing Under the Sea to her with his best Jamaican impression. Dave must have laughed out loud at some point, because Lee suddenly stopped and looked up at him with cheeks that were faintly pink. “Oh no, don’t stop on my account,” Dave said, joining them on couch.
“Yeah! Keep going!” Kylie squealed, bouncing excitedly in between Lee and Dave.
Lee continued with some hesitation and Dave slung his arm around the both of them, even joining in at one point, much to Kylie’s delight.
When the song was over, Dave pressed a quick kiss Lee’s cheek and said, “You’re cute, you know that?”
“Shut up,” Lee responded, turning his head to glare at Dave half-heartedly.
Dave took the opportunity to close the distance between them, giving him a longer kiss on the mouth until he could hear Kylie below them going, “Ewww.”
“Sorry, sorry,” Dave laughed, turning his attention back to the screen just in time to see Prince Eric’s birthday celebration starting. “Man, he’s handsome, isn’t he Kylie?”
“Never inviting you over to babysit again,” Lee groaned, resting his head against Dave’s shoulder despite his words.
Kylie just giggled. Dave was pretty sure that even she could tell that wasn’t true.
Word Count: 1000
Summary: In which Lee buys princess dresses and attempts to babysit, and Dave thinks it’s adorable.
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Schmoop and excessive little girl giggling
Author's Notes: Written for my love oceansdream on the anniversary of her birth, in conjunction with this lovely drawing created by starlightstorm. It must be love if I’m writing kidfic. <3
“Purple or pink?”
Dave blinked at his cell phone a few times before putting it back against his ear. “Uh, purple.”
“Okay great. How about… sequins or rhinestones?”
“Lee, do you have a secret life that I don’t know about?” Dave asked cautiously.
“Wait what?” Lee said, confused. Dave could hear the sounds of tulle and other fabrics swooshing against each other somewhere close in the background. “No, I’m just at the Disney Store buying a dress for my friend’s little girl, man.”
Dave quirked an eyebrow. “And you thought I would be a good person to ask for princess dress advice?”
“No dumbass,” Lee shot back, the eye roll evident in his voice. “I was calling to tell you that I have to babysit her later, so unless you want to help, dinner is off.”
“No, I’ll come by anyway.” He hadn’t seen Lee in a week because of their schedules and even a random kid wasn’t going to be enough to stop him.
“Okay, they’re dropping her off at 6. You’re sure?”
“Yeah, now go buy your dress Prince Charming,” Dave said, laughing to himself when Lee hung up on him in response.
When he got to Lee’s apartment later that evening, Lee was sitting at the dinner table across from the little girl, a big bowl of macaroni and cheese in front of him and a smaller bowl in front of her. Dave took the chair next to him, bumping their shoulders together as he sat down and saying, “Hey good looking.”
“Hey,” Lee said in response, pushing his bowl towards Cook.
“I was talking to her actually,” Dave said, winking at the little girl and smiling at her responding giggle. “Not hungry?”
“Not really. So, this is Kylie.”
Dave saluted her with his spoon before digging in. “Nice to meet you Kylie.” Kylie smiled back, big and orange toothed.
“So what are we supposed to do with her?” Lee whispered, eying Kylie nervously as she shoveled the macaroni and cheese into her mouth with a happy sigh.
Dave stared at Lee, spoon halfway to his own mouth. “Haven’t you ever babysat before?”
“Well, yeah. I just never know what to do.”
“So it is a good thing I came then,” Dave laughed, reaching over to give Lee’s leg a squeeze. “Relax, we’ll feed her some ice cream, play some games, and she’ll be asleep on the couch by 9.”
Ideally, that would be how it worked. Except that in the next moment, the macaroni and cheese that she was so happily consuming managed to miss the mark and tumble onto the purple sequined dress she was so proudly wearing. She stared down at the tulle smeared with orange cheese sauce, eyes growing wide until they began to fill, her lip quivering slightly in anticipation of the sobbing that was about to occur.
“Oh, no. No no no,” Lee babbled, trying to stop the fit before it happened but clearly too panicked to do much else.
Dave sprang into action instead, going around the table to kneel down next to her. “It’s okay, don’t cry,” he said, wiping gently at the stain on her dress with a napkin. “How about we get you changed and I’ll go wash this while you and Uncle Lee watch a movie?”
“Ariel?” she asked, voice soft and wavering.
“Yeah, of course!” Dave responded, lifting her out of the chair and onto his hip. “Your uncle loves mermaids, don’t you Lee?”
“Um, yeah. That crab’s cool too,” Lee said, face still looking a little shell shocked as he focused on clearing the table.
Dave let Kylie direct him to her overnight bag, helping her change into the mismatched pink and green pajamas she pulled out and handing her off to Lee when he came back into the living room. “I’m just going to throw this in the wash,” he said, waving the dress in one hand and holding out a DVD for Lee in the other. “Just put this in. You’ll be fine, I promise.”
“Okay,” Lee said, curling his bigger hand carefully around Kylie’s when she grabbed for it. “Don’t take too long.”
Dave headed for the laundry room to get to work, the opening music already drifting down the hallway after him. He could hear random bouts of high pitched giggling and delighted cries as he sprayed the stain and scrubbed at it, followed by a period of elongated laughter just as he was finishing up. He threw the dress into the machine and went out to inspect, and the sight that he was met with was enough to make him smile so big that his face might split in two. Lee and Kylie were on the couch, Kylie curled up tight along Lee’s side and Lee singing Under the Sea to her with his best Jamaican impression. Dave must have laughed out loud at some point, because Lee suddenly stopped and looked up at him with cheeks that were faintly pink. “Oh no, don’t stop on my account,” Dave said, joining them on couch.
“Yeah! Keep going!” Kylie squealed, bouncing excitedly in between Lee and Dave.
Lee continued with some hesitation and Dave slung his arm around the both of them, even joining in at one point, much to Kylie’s delight.
When the song was over, Dave pressed a quick kiss Lee’s cheek and said, “You’re cute, you know that?”
“Shut up,” Lee responded, turning his head to glare at Dave half-heartedly.
Dave took the opportunity to close the distance between them, giving him a longer kiss on the mouth until he could hear Kylie below them going, “Ewww.”
“Sorry, sorry,” Dave laughed, turning his attention back to the screen just in time to see Prince Eric’s birthday celebration starting. “Man, he’s handsome, isn’t he Kylie?”
“Never inviting you over to babysit again,” Lee groaned, resting his head against Dave’s shoulder despite his words.
Kylie just giggled. Dave was pretty sure that even she could tell that wasn’t true.