𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 - 4

Day In The Woods - 𝐀.𝐑

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer just-a-writing-fan on Tumblr

https://www.tumblr.com/just-a-writing-fan/629733834892738560/day-in-the-woods-arvin-russell-x-reader-authors

Parings → Dad! Arvin Russell x Mom!  Reader

Warnings →fluff, so much fluff, overprotective Arvin

Summary →You convince Arvin to have a picnic in a special place with you and your daughter Angel.

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"Arvin, relax baby, she's alright," you laugh as you follow behind him and he follows her. You loved the view to be honest, his shoulders denim clad in that jean jacket that fit him so nice and you loved how his arms were moving as he walked, not to mention his ass like a peach in those jeans. Aside from him, the woods were beautiful right now with all the colors of fall, the reds and oranges and yellows and browns. He was on a mission, his only sight was her.

"I told ya I didn't wanna come to the woods," he says as he takes steady strides behind her and she runs a little ahead giggling.

"Look how pretty it is though, and the weather is nice and cool, it's nice for a picnic and listen to her enjoy herself honey- Arvin what is that?" You ask wide eyed as his jacket moves just enough to reveal it in the back of his pants.

"We're just makin' sandwhiches the hell you need that for?"

"I ain't gonna use it 'less I got to," he assures you without even looking back, still focused completely on her, "Hey, I can't hear ya, sing louder sweetie!" He calls out to her.

"I still hear he-" "Angel, sing louder honey!" It was hard to hear the crunches of leaves and sticks under her little foot steps over the much louder ones coming from your feet and his and he did not like that. "Angel Lenora Russel, when the night," he calls and sings.

"Has come," you both hear her sing back and you see a smile return to his face as he sings back, "and the land is dark,"

"And the moon," she continues.

You cross your arms over your chest and listen to your song birds as the walk goes on, "is the only," he sings back.

"Light we'll see,"

"No, I won't,"

"Be afraid,"

"Oh, I won't,"

"Be afraid,"

"Just as long,"

"As you stand,"

"Stand by me,"

"Stand by me," after she sings this line you decide you want in on it.

"So darlin darlin," you sing out to them, "stand," he keeps going, smiling back at you over his shoulder

"Stand by me," you add smirking and he winks playfully making you giggle.

"Stand," you hear her, you love your daughter's voice.

"By me," he gets louder as he gets into the song, "if the sky,"

"We look upon," the little girl's voice sings back, knowing the words by heart now.

"Should tumble and fall," he sings back.

"Or the mountain,"

"Should crumble,"