#johanna baybsits readers baby.

[danisbrainrot]

Hi I was wondering if you can please do one with Johanna having a crush on her neighbour who's a single mom, nurse, ones she asks Johanna to baby-sit her kid cuz she get en emergency shift Johanna say yes, and how they become friends and how Johanna get the corrige to tell reader her feelings, and then them just being lovey dovey

Reader's kid is a mischievous, witty kid and maybe around 4 yo

a/n: I always find it hilarious when people say modern au about the hunger games to mean the au is happening now, so I used present time instead because I feel that's more accurate. sorry if that's not what you meant, anon, if you wanted it set in the hunger games timeline I'll totally write something similar.

present time! au. johanna x female!reader

you sighed in relief as you heard the knock on the door. grabbing your keys and a water bottle, you flung the door open and wrapped your arms around johanna. "thank you, thank you, thank you so much. you're a lifesaver, honestly," you praised, squeezing her tightly.

"anytime," johanna promised, mourning when you finally pulled away from her. a small body made its way in between the two of you, clinging to your leg desperately.

your toddler pouted up at you, causing your heart to melt. you crouched to their level, tucking a strand of hair behind their ear and kissing their cheek. "I know, I'm so sorry, bubba. but mummy's gotta work," you coo. "johanna's here though. she'll have so much fun with you, I promise."

the little girl shook her head, not letting go until johanna teasingly sighed. "well, if you don't let your mum go, I guess I have to take my barbie's home," johanna held the desired toys up on display for the four year old.

"ok, bye mummy," she said quickly, almost pushing you out the door. you laughed, shaking you heard in amusement as you heard the door slam shut.

johanna found herself exhausted by the end of the night. she'd played barbie dolls with the toddler for a good twenty minutes, before your kid decided she was bored and wanted to do something else. they'd raided your closet for something to dress up in, then tried to bake a cake (which turned into a disaster once they realised neither of them could cook). finally they'd watched frozen together, as your daughter sang along to all the songs—johanna couldn't imagine how the young girl wasn't sick of this movie yet, considering this was her third watch and she already wanted to bash the tv against the wall. she'd didn't know how you were so patient.

it wasn't until late at night when your kid finally fell asleep. she snuggled into johanna's side, watching as bluey got up to some wacky adventure. johanna couldn't be more delighted to turn the tv off, finding her head leaning against the little one's, and her eyes fluttering shut.

the sound of keys in the door and you dragging yourself through the house woke johanna up. she groaned, checking her phone to see the time was five in the morning. she got up, replacing her body with a pillow for the kid to sleep on, and walked to the kitchen.

you were scourging the fridge for something to eat, before sighing and pulling out last night's leftovers. you put it in the microwave, watching in a trance like state as the container slowly turned around.

"how was your shift?" you almost jumped out of your skin at the question; you hadn't expected anyone to be awake.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" you ask, forgetting your food and moving to hug johanna. she just shook her head, squeezing you tightly. "it was shit. two car crashes and an outbreak of cholera in some workplace. we're so understaffed and they're stretching us thin—sorry, I should ask how you went. was she a good girl?"

"she was a sweetheart," johanna promises, finally pulling away from you. you sigh in relief, nodding as the annoying beep of the microwave interrupting your conversation. you sit at the table, scoffing down your dinner when johanna sits besides you and places a hand on yours. "I need to tell you something."

your eyes widen, wondering if something had happened while she was babysitting as you drop the fork in a panic. "is something wrong? did something happen to—"

"no, nothing is wrong. I just. . ." johanna sighes, rubbing her brows gently before looking up at you again, "I love you. I love the way you look after everyone, how you're always so kind—even when they definitely don't deserve it—and most importantly, I love your kid," you're taken aback at the confession.

johanna can feel her heart pounding as she waits for a response, but you're stunned into silence. you blink suddenly, trying to comprehend what she was saying, before parting your lips. "johanna. . . I—i don't know what to say," you reply honestly.

"you don't have to," she mumbles, getting up and walking away to conceal the blood running to her cheeks, scarlet with embarrassment. she knew it was a risk to confess her feelings—she knew there was a big chance they wouldn't be reciprocated—but still, she wore her heart on her sleeve.

you got up and grabbed her arm, pulling her back. "johanna, wait," you whisper, coming face to face with her. you stare deeply into her eyes, trying to detect any hesitation or concern. when you see only her loving gaze, you lean forward and smash your lips onto hers. "I love you too," you mumble against her lips, before kissing her passionately again.

"is johanna gonna be my new mummy?" you both pull apart in shock, watching as your four year old wiped the sleep from her eyes.

you laugh, facing johanna and wiggling your eyebrows, before turning to face your daughter again. you crouch down to her level, pulling her in close and squeezing her tightly. "she sure is, baby," you whisper into her neck, as johanna crouches down beside you, embracing both you and your daughter.