Anonymous said: dennifer babyfic please omg
"You are aware that once she starts biting, I’m not going to be able to safely nurse anymore, right?" Jen informed the father of the small infant in her arms, stroking Lori’s soft, downy hair and kissing the top of her head.
"If she ever hurts you, I’ll be sure to make her stop," Derek placated, patting the woman’s thigh where she was sitting on the couch, pressed up against him. "And she won’t hurt you. She loves you, Mother Dearest," he teased. Jennifer craned her neck back to look at Derek, face soft as she gave him a small smile.
"Maybe you should make good on that promise, Hale," she insisted, scooting away and handing the infant to him. "You let her nibble your finger with her jaws of steel just once,” she muttered with a pout. Derek laughed in reply. “That’s what binkies are for.” Jen shook out her hair with a huff as Lori began to stir, eyes cracking open as she let out a little yawn, the noise the most devastatingly beautiful noise Derek could fathom. Jennifer sighed a little, brushing her fingers over the pale, soft forehead of their baby, marveling at the way she smacked her little lips when she rose to consciousness. It reminded her so much of an early morning Derek.
Derek yawned, triggered by that from his daughter, and rubbed at his eyes with the back of his hand. He’d been up at 2:30 to change Lori’s diaper, and hadn’t gone back to bed after that.
"Looks like my other baby needs a nap too," Jennifer teased.