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2p!America x Single Mother!Reader-Father
Sitting on the bench, you smiled. Your son Mathias Alfred (L/n) came running to you.(A/n: Don’t judge me for the name! Mathias is the first name, Alfred middle name, and your last name. Lol.)
“Hey Momma! Guess what? I was hanging out with this guy and he’s been real fun! Want to meet him?”He said excitedly.
“Sure. What’s the boy’s name?”You asked.
“Allen Jones and he’s actually a big boy mom. A man.”Mathias stated.
Your eyes widened. The sound of that name. The sound of that FREAKING name! It made you want to throw a table. You haven’t heard the name ‘Allen Jones’ in forever. Cursing that day. That stupid one night stand. You loved Mathias, but having sex with Al Jones was a mistake. The whole world knew it. If only you could have had Mathias and no sex with Al.
“Stay away from strangers! Especially older men!”You scolded.
“Oh…but (F/n), I’m not a stranger.”You turned around to see Al smirking. Stupid smirk!
“Momma, you know him?”Mathias asked.
“Yes…yes I do.”You gulped.
“I finally made it into Mathias’s life and now yours.”Al said coming closer.
“Mathias I…Al is…umm.”You started to take a few steps back.
“What? Is Al my..?”Mathias looked at Al.
“Hey son. Can I talk to your mom?”Al asked.
Mathias started to tear up and ran to Al.”Dad!”He grabbed his leg and hug him.
You frowned at the sight. The whole reason Al wasn’t in Mathias’s life was because you thought Al would be an awful dad.
“So sport?”Al said messing up his son’s hair.
“Yeah, but I want to be here.”Mathias said.
“Alright. Hope you won’t regret it. Oh and I’m not calling you Mathias because that is just stupid. I’ll call you Alfred.”Al stated.
You cringed at how Al was acting already. Apparently Mathias or Alfred was nodding. To be honest, Alfred looked more like his father than you. Literally! It looks like a mini Allen! And you kinda liked that Alfred looked like Allen.
“Umm Al…that one night stand.”You started.
“The story of how I was born!”(Mathias/Alfred) cheered.(A/n: Whatever you want to call him.(M/A))
“Yep.”Al nodded.”I know, I forgot the condom, but you liked it. At least that’s what it seemed like.”
You tried not to laugh since (Mathias/Alfred) cringed. It was already getting awkward for him. You never knew this day would come.
“I liked it. I liked it a lot.”You smirked. (Mathias/Alfred) was making so many faces right now. It was hilarious. Are you a bad parent? Nah!
“Oh? Well maybe we coul-“
“You know what? I’m gonna play with my toy dinosaur soo…yeah!”(Mathias/Alfred) ran off.
Al and you chuckled. Taking a few steps closer, you noticed Al a bit more. He looked the same from that one night. Same blood red eyes, brown reddish hair, piercings, tattoos, bomber jacket, ripped jeans, and sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.
“You haven’t changed a bit.”Al and you said mindlessly at the same time.
“What!? I had a baby, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”You chuckled and blushed.
Just the two of you made it seem more awkward. You felt like running, but at the same time ripping his shirt off. Complaining in your mind how you were actually arguing about this in your head.
“Dollface.”Al said grabbing your chin lightly.
Blushing even more since you haven’t heard that in years. You didn’t know how he did it. Everysingle thing he did made you blush now! Kinda felt like slapping him now for making you have weird feelings.
“Yes?”
Soon two lips fell upon yours. He licked the bottom of your lips and got to do a bit of action, but then was forced to stop.
“No.”You pushed away.”I’m sorry. I just can’t.”
In Al’s eyes was the look of hurt, but on his face looked like any other douche bag in the city. It made you feel bad and confused, but you knew this was for the best. You can’t just start kissing the father of your child that you haven’t seen in years because you didn’t want him in your life. Can you? No!
“You know what? Here.”Al said scribbling his number on a piece of paper.”Call me because you know you want to. Alfred will have a father, his biological father that loves him! And you get to marry the man of your dreams, getting horny and wet with hot sweaty sex every single night.”
“That’s crazy!”Your face flushed.
“Oh, but (F/n).”Al smirked like he had it all figured out.”Just call me. Because there’s something you and Alfred both want. A father.”
Sitting on the bench, you smiled. Your son Mathias Alfred (L/n) came running to you.(A/n: Don’t judge me for the name! Mathias is the first name, Alfred middle name, and your last name. Lol.)
“Hey Momma! Guess what? I was hanging out with this guy and he’s been real fun! Want to meet him?”He said excitedly.
“Sure. What’s the boy’s name?”You asked.
“Allen Jones and he’s actually a big boy mom. A man.”Mathias stated.
Your eyes widened. The sound of that name. The sound of that FREAKING name! It made you want to throw a table. You haven’t heard the name ‘Allen Jones’ in forever. Cursing that day. That stupid one night stand. You loved Mathias, but having sex with Al Jones was a mistake. The whole world knew it. If only you could have had Mathias and no sex with Al.
“Stay away from strangers! Especially older men!”You scolded.
“Oh…but (F/n), I’m not a stranger.”You turned around to see Al smirking. Stupid smirk!
“Momma, you know him?”Mathias asked.
“Yes…yes I do.”You gulped.
“I finally made it into Mathias’s life and now yours.”Al said coming closer.
“Mathias I…Al is…umm.”You started to take a few steps back.
“What? Is Al my..?”Mathias looked at Al.
“Hey son. Can I talk to your mom?”Al asked.
Mathias started to tear up and ran to Al.”Dad!”He grabbed his leg and hug him.
You frowned at the sight. The whole reason Al wasn’t in Mathias’s life was because you thought Al would be an awful dad.
“So sport?”Al said messing up his son’s hair.
“Yeah, but I want to be here.”Mathias said.
“Alright. Hope you won’t regret it. Oh and I’m not calling you Mathias because that is just stupid. I’ll call you Alfred.”Al stated.
You cringed at how Al was acting already. Apparently Mathias or Alfred was nodding. To be honest, Alfred looked more like his father than you. Literally! It looks like a mini Allen! And you kinda liked that Alfred looked like Allen.
“Umm Al…that one night stand.”You started.
“The story of how I was born!”(Mathias/Alfred) cheered.(A/n: Whatever you want to call him.(M/A))
“Yep.”Al nodded.”I know, I forgot the condom, but you liked it. At least that’s what it seemed like.”
You tried not to laugh since (Mathias/Alfred) cringed. It was already getting awkward for him. You never knew this day would come.
“I liked it. I liked it a lot.”You smirked. (Mathias/Alfred) was making so many faces right now. It was hilarious. Are you a bad parent? Nah!
“Oh? Well maybe we coul-“
“You know what? I’m gonna play with my toy dinosaur soo…yeah!”(Mathias/Alfred) ran off.
Al and you chuckled. Taking a few steps closer, you noticed Al a bit more. He looked the same from that one night. Same blood red eyes, brown reddish hair, piercings, tattoos, bomber jacket, ripped jeans, and sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.
“You haven’t changed a bit.”Al and you said mindlessly at the same time.
“What!? I had a baby, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”You chuckled and blushed.
Just the two of you made it seem more awkward. You felt like running, but at the same time ripping his shirt off. Complaining in your mind how you were actually arguing about this in your head.
“Dollface.”Al said grabbing your chin lightly.
Blushing even more since you haven’t heard that in years. You didn’t know how he did it. Everysingle thing he did made you blush now! Kinda felt like slapping him now for making you have weird feelings.
“Yes?”
Soon two lips fell upon yours. He licked the bottom of your lips and got to do a bit of action, but then was forced to stop.
“No.”You pushed away.”I’m sorry. I just can’t.”
In Al’s eyes was the look of hurt, but on his face looked like any other douche bag in the city. It made you feel bad and confused, but you knew this was for the best. You can’t just start kissing the father of your child that you haven’t seen in years because you didn’t want him in your life. Can you? No!
“You know what? Here.”Al said scribbling his number on a piece of paper.”Call me because you know you want to. Alfred will have a father, his biological father that loves him! And you get to marry the man of your dreams, getting horny and wet with hot sweaty sex every single night.”
“That’s crazy!”Your face flushed.
“Oh, but (F/n).”Al smirked like he had it all figured out.”Just call me. Because there’s something you and Alfred both want. A father.”
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Don't know if I'm going to make a part two so no hopes up.
The name. Don't be hatin'!
EDIT: I finally made a part two so thanks for the people who faved it.
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I don't own 2p America
Don't know if I'm going to make a part two so no hopes up.
The name. Don't be hatin'!
EDIT: I finally made a part two so thanks for the people who faved it.
Here's the sequel:python-dina.deviantart.com/art…
I don't own 2p America
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