baby mimic
your chubby, perfect daughter can't help but copy the walk of her beloved dada.
1.1k wc // fic directory // why was the gif above the only one i could find of him walking, ik he's been filmed walking alone robby get out of here // leggy collection
anon submitted: Chubby picking up jacks slight limp because she loves her daddy and adores everything he does so she starts imitating his walk // i forgot to post it with the submission. sorry anon but here you go!
You’re sorting Chubby's toy food into a basket when Jack comes in from his garage gym with the familiar hitch in his walk from his prosthetic after having worked out too hard. The limp’s just a little more obvious than usual.
Definitely enough for you to glance up and notice with a tease ready.
“You overdid it this time.”
Jack shrugs, which is a yes in your book. He lowers himself onto the couch with a groan, and your baby, who’s been making her stuffed rabbit do backflips, lights up with the whole of her body when she sees him.
“Dada!”
Jack softens pretty immediately, because when hasn’t he for her? No matter how tired he is, you think he always will, and you smile at the thought as he leans forward.
“Hey, baby.”
Chubby gets up to her feet and toddles toward him, and you’re about to go back to organizing her play kitchen, but you pause at the first few steps she takes. Something about her toddle is wrong.
…She’s limping.
