#lukeanddelilah

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Just the Way You Are // L.H

So here is a new little family for Luke! I’ve been wanting to introduce Luke and Delilah for a little while but wasn’t too sure how to, but then the inspo for this came from this Tiktok & a conversation with @calumrose, so I thought why not start here! I’m open to any requests for this little world so, let me know if you have any here. As always, feedback is appreciated! 

Luke runs a towel over his wet curls, fluffing them up a little the way he always does — drying off after a shower, when the sound of happy giggles catches his attention. It’s a sound he’s used to — one he doesn’t want to forget, and it brings a smile to his face as he stands and listens to it.

He’s not sure exactly what’s making her laugh — it seems like these days, everything gets a giggle from her. She’s in a stage where even just yours or Luke’s presence gets a smile, and he loves it. Even when it’s 3:00am and he feels as though he hasn’t slept for weeks — there’s nothing that makes him happier than seeing her smiley face.

Leaving the bathroom, he pulls a hoodie over his head, concealing his messy hair before he enters your shared bedroom. The sight he’s met with is one that makes his heart ache with the happiness it brings — you sat at the vanity, in the middle of getting ready for the day, when Delilah had obviously decided to join in. She’s sat on your knee, looking in the mirror just as you were, fascinated by the mascara wand in your hand.

“Ah!” The curious sound slipping from her lips makes Luke’s smile even bigger as he watches her reach out for the wand, her little eyebrows furrowing when you pull it away from her chubby hands.

“Nu-uh, baby,” You chuckle, quickly brushing the mascara through your eyelashes, managing a fine coat before she tries to grab it again. She’s also at an age where everything is brand new and exciting — she wants to get her hands on anything she can, putting things in her mouth too — you have to have your eyes on her at all times to make she’s sure she’s not getting into trouble. “I know, I know, I’m so mean. You’re not meant to hate me until you’re a teenager.”

Luke stands and watches the two loves of his life for a moment, before he makes his presence known — stepping into your bedroom and telling you, “I don’t think she’s capable of hating anyone, especially not you.”

“Da!” His second favourite noise escapes the sweet girl as she spots him, the nine month old standing up in your lap to reach up for him.

“Hi, sweetheart.” He greets her, brushing his fingers through her unruly blonde curls as she smiles up at him. You set your makeup down, zipping up the cosmetic bag so her mischievous hands can’t get into it. “Someone’s in a happy mood today, huh?”

“Can you watch her whilst I get dressed?” You ask, met with a nod from him, before handing her over and going to get changed. Luke sits down where you were a moment ago, setting her down in his lap, making sure she can’t slip out of his arms.

“Where has all this energy come from, bubs? Did you have a good nap?” He asks, trying to keep a good hold on her whilst she wriggles in his arms, trying to grab your makeup bag and brushes whilst you’re not looking. He wraps one arm around her stomach, holding her there, before she reaches out for a fluffy brush. “Okay, okay, I know what you want.”

He knows she’s not meant to get into your makeup, so to occupy her, he grabs the brush she was trying to get — taking it in his hand and sweeping it over her chubby cheeks. She giggles in response, turning to hide her face against his neck so he’d stop tickling her.

“I got you,” He teases, tickling her sides and under her chin, laughing himself at the response he gets as her happy giggles fill the room. You smile to yourself as you hear them from the next room, knowing whatever he’s doing is getting a happy response from her. “Is that funny?”

He gives her a moment to calm down, kissing her cheeks and looking at her through the mirror, asking her “who’s that, baby? Is that you? Who’s that beautiful girl?”

He takes one of the smaller, clean brushes and gently sweeps it over her eyes, met with more giggles and little hands trying to take it away from him as he talks to her. “I know you want mama’s makeup on, baby, but look!”

He cuddles her tight, keeping her attention focused on where he was looking at her in the mirror, brushing his lips over her forehead as she sits there. “You’re already so beautiful, that you don’t need to put it on!”

Luke ends the sentence with a flood of kisses, making a dramatic “mwah” noise as he pecks her cheeks and face, keeping her entertained as she tries to push him away. “and I’ve tried telling mum that she doesn’t need it either,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to her pouty lips. “But if it makes her happy, then that’s okay.”

“Maybe one day you can do daddy’s makeup, baby,” He tells her, knowing she has no idea what he’s saying, but interacting with her all the same. “Can I have a kiss?”

A question she does recognise — she sits up on her knees, reaching up to his lips with a soft (and sloppy, since she doesn’t quite know how to kiss yet) “mwah!”

“Thank you, baby, you’re so sweet.” He thanks her, standing up with her in his arms, trying to think of how to entertain her next. When he’s away on tour or at the studio, these are the moments he misses — the everyday moments where he bonds with her and gets to do the little things, like make her laugh. “Should we have a snack? Let’s go quick, before mum sees us.”

As he carries her downstairs, her babbling on his hip — he can’t help but think about how grateful he is for his sweet little family, who bring him more happiness than he could ever imagine.

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Soon To Be // L.H

Here I am with another blurb! If you’re tired of seeing me on your dash – blame @calumrose​ ❤ The photo is very serious but it’s just a sweet little blurb with Luke and Delilah (featuring Uncle Michael!). Please let me know what you think here, or if you have any requests!

“This venue is stunning,”

You murmur the words in Luke’s ear as he leans in closer to you, his lips brushing your cheek. Michael’s wedding is in full swing; the evening ceremony approaching the late night when most guests would begin to leave. With a hotel room booked, along with the other guys, down the road, you had no plans to leave anytime soon. That was if the sweet ten-month-old in your lap lasted that long too.

“It really is,” Luke replies, his fingers entwined with yours under the table. “We should look at something similar for us next year.”

You smile at his words; Michael’s wedding getting the two of you even more excited to plan your own. There was something about Luke seeing you at a wedding that just made him even more excited for you to be his bride; to officially declare his love for you in front of his family and friends. The beautiful engagement ring on your finger had been there for almost two years. You were in no huge rush to get married, yet even when you had begun to plan your special day, your plans were put on hold by an unexpected bundle of joy.

The room is illuminated with silver and pink; a beautiful theme, the hall decorated with class and elegance. There are huge bouquets of stunning flowers on every table, each one decorated with simple yet intricate name cards, each with their own personal touch. You can tell no detail has been spared as you admire the space, every part feeling as special as the whole day had.

Delilah whines in your lap, trying to lean back against you to cuddle against your warmth. It had been a very long day for her, and she had coped with it well – apart from missing her mid-afternoon nap. Luke had tried to get her to sleep during the dinner, hoping it would mean her lasting through the evening, but he’d had no such luck. There had been too much going on – too many people, too much noise, too much attention from her uncles. The environment was too overwhelming and exciting for her to sleep in, leading to her getting sleepier the more the night went on.

“I know,” You soothe, rubbing your hand down her back, over the frills of the adorable dress you had got her to wear for the special day. You re-adjust her in your lap so she’s facing you, letting her rest against your chest the best she can with your own outfit in the way. “Today has been a lot, hasn’t it?”

Luke pouts at the sight of his sweet daughter, reaching over to brush her curls out of her face as she yawns. She looks up at him, her eyes heavy with tiredness, making his heart melt. “C’mere, baby. Do you want to dance with daddy?”

You chuckle at his words, knowing she’s not in the mood to be moved around a lot. He holds his hands out for her and you pass her over, watching him cuddle her into his body, her face pressed against his crisp white shirt. She nuzzles her cheek against him, trying to get comfy, but whining at the strange environment and loud noises. It’s only a moment before the first hiccup of a cry slips from her lips, and Luke knows she’s overwhelmed.

“Oh, sweetheart,” He coos sympathetically, his hand lifting to smooth up and down her back. You reach into the bag of Delilah’s necessities that you brought along to keep her occupied and content, fishing out a pacifier and handing it to Luke. He slips it between her lips, waiting until she takes to it before bouncing her in his arms. “I’m gonna walk around and rock her for a bit.”

You nod and accept the sweet kiss he brushes to your lips, deciding to let him have some time with her before turning to speak to Ashton’s partner.

Luke keeps swaying her in his arms, heading to the middle of the dance floor where he can see Michael and Calum. He doesn’t know how kindly Delilah will take to attention from them when she’s so overtired but decides to try anyway. Michael spots them coming over and gestures to the DJ to turn the music down a little, now that a lot of people have started leaving anyway.

“Well, look who it is,” Michael announces, his heart melting at the sight of Luke rocking Delilah in his arms. “It’s only my favourite little wedding guest. Hi, honey.”

Delilah looks up at her uncle, lifting a tiny fist to rub at her eyes before cuddling back into Luke. He shifts her in his arms, so her face is level with his neck, his lips brushing over her head.

“Oh, someone is sleepy, huh?” Calum asks her, reaching out to brush his knuckle lightly over her cheek. Her eyes flutter at his touch, leaning into the comforting gesture. “God Luke, she’s so sweet.”

“I know,” Luke pouts, resting his cheek on her forehead. As the youngest band baby, both her parents and all her uncles dote on her; all willing to drop literally anything to hold or comfort her. “And very overtired. I’m surprised she hasn’t crashed yet.”

“Too tired for a cuddle with the groom?” Michael asks, not knowing whether it would be a good idea, but not being able to resist. “Will she cry if I hold her?”

“I guess we’ll find out,” Luke replies, knowing Delilah is usually content with any of her uncles holding her. “Here you go.”

He passes Delilah to Michael, waiting for a moment to see if she instantly decided she wanted to be back with him. She doesn’t resist though, just whines for a moment at the change of arms, before settling with Michael. He sways with her to the music, keeping his hand on her back to secure her in his arms.

“There we go, sweet girl. Have you had so much fun today, huh? How has your first wedding been?” Michael murmurs to her, his pointer finger running up and down her cheek. Luke stays close, watching the two of them interact.

“She’s so ready for bed,” Luke chuckles, watching his heavy-lidded daughter gaze at him with a sleepy expression on her face. He knows they don’t have much longer before she loses her resolve and will no longer be happy to be passed around them.

“It’s been a big day for you, hasn’t it? Are you all partied out?” Michael murmurs, his other hand rubbing her back. She wriggles in his arms, and all Luke wants is to take her and get her to sleep – he knows how grumpy she’s about to get with how tired she is. “Okay bubs, I got my cuddle. You can have your dad back now.”

With a kiss to her forehead, he hands her back to Luke, deciding to go and find his bride. Luke gets her comfy again, letting her snuggle underneath the material of his black suit jacket. She yawns again and whines against him, her hand clinging to the neck of his shirt, so he wouldn’t put her down again. He heads back over to your table.

“Do we have her blanket? I think she’s cold.” He asks you, continuing to sway on the spot to keep her settled for the moment. You hand it to him, the soft cream material a much welcome comfort to Delilah as Luke wraps it around her small frame. “I got you, sweetheart. I know it’s been a long day for you.”

He sways around the edge of the dance floor with her, his hips moving in time with the music. He keeps his focus on her, eyes below the blanket, watching as her own eyes droop. She finally begins to fall asleep, allowing herself to rest, soothed and comforted as she’s surrounded by Luke.

He doesn’t know that you’re watching; that your gaze is soft, and your eyes are lined with unshed tears at the sight. You know how content Delilah is with him, watching how he rocks her, how he’s looking at her as she falls asleep in his arms. It makes you appreciate just how lucky you are to share a life with him, to have Delilah who is half you, half him – to witness him be such an incredible dad. The man you get to call the love of your life, and soon to be, husband.

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Pool Day // L.H

Here’s another little Luke and Delilah blurb! Let’s ignore the fact that he’s drinking a beer in the photo above and just think about him in a pool on an inflatable😌♥️ As always, feedback and requests are appreciated!

“Who’s ready for a pool day?”

Luke’s question is met with a squeal, followed by an excited giggle as the ten month old on the bed looks up at him. She’s dressed in her swim suit — a baby pink colour, decorated with tiny flowers and butterflies — all ready for him to take her in the pool.

Now that the intensity of the LA summer was finally settling down, it was much more bearable for Delilah to spend time in — meaning you and Luke could be less worried about burning her delicate skin. She had started to take more interest in the pool, having to be held back from it whenever she crawled too close to the water — Luke’s heartrate spiking everytime she went near.

“Now, I know you’re not gonna like me for this, but if you want to go in the pool, it has to be done, okay?” Luke consults Delilah, grabbing her feet and gently pulling them down so she’s laid against the soft sheets. Almost as if she knows what he’s going to do, she tries to crawl away from him, but Luke is too quick. “No no, just stay still for 2 minutes, okay? Do you think you can do that?”

“Do you need backup?” You ask, laughing as you watch Luke try to get Delilah to not escape his grasp, so he can cover her in suncream before they go outside. “What do you want me to do? Hold her down or put the cream on?”

Luke laughs at your question, the phrase “hold her down” becoming one that’s being used more often in your household, with Delilah at the age of wanting to explore everything she can. She’s so close to walking, now being able to hold herself up against most things in reach — meaning she’s also able to see and touch many more things. Everything is an adventure in her eyes, no matter the situation.

“Hmm, can you just distract her?” He replies, hoping you’ll be able to catch her attention enough for him to lather some of the cream at least onto her legs and arms. Her face would be an added extra.

Deciding peek-a-boo is your best option, you get her attention — hiding your own face before jumping out at her and being met with giggles. She’s distracted by Luke when he begins to smooth suncream all over her legs, and she responds by kicking her legs at him, trying to push his hands away.

“Hey, you,” Luke chuckles, knowing he’s halfway there now her legs are done. “No kicking daddy, baby. I promise I’m almost done, okay? One more minute.”

She babbles as he manages to cover her arms and shoulders in suncream, before taking a small amount in his fingers and smoothing it over her cheeks quickly. He leans over her, so she’s looking right at him — hopefully stopping her tears in their tracks by planting kisses in the hollow of her neck, to make her giggle.

“See, all done!” He reassures her, picking her up from under her arms and sitting her on his hip. He brushes her unruly curls away from her face, making a mental note that she needs a haircut — although he can’t bear the thought of anyone going near her precious hair. “All ready to go.”

He carries her out to the garden and you follow behind, wanting to watch the first time she experiences the pool properly. Luke sits down at the edge of the water, so only his feet are submerged, Delilah sat in his lap. The cool water is refreshing on his skin, and he can only imagine it’ll feel the same for her. Noises of excitement and curiousity spill from her lips, already trying to reach out for the water so she can touch it with her hands.

“Okay, okay, are you ready, baby? We’ll just dip your toes in.” Luke tells her, holding her underneath her arms and carefully dipping her little feet into the water. At first she curls them up, not sure how to react, but only a moment later, she’s splashing in the water beneath her. “What’s that like, huh? Do you like it?”

“Oooo,” She exclaims, kicking at the water beneath her as she gets used to it.

“I think that’s a yes.” You smile at the two of them, holding your phone to take a few photos of the sweet moment, before joining them at the edge of the pool.

“Shall we go all the way in?” Luke asks her, assuming that she‘ll enjoy it based on her initial reaction. He holds her back on his hip, supporting her with one arm as he pushes away from the edge of the wall with another. Delilah clings to his shoulder as they’re submerged with water, the level at the middle of Luke’s chest. He brushes his lips over her cheek, soft and sticky with suncream, a sign of reassurance that he’s there. “I’ve got you, sweetheart, it’s okay.”

He slowly moves around the shallow end of the pool, letting her get used to the water and splash him as much as she likes, before he spots the float at the other end of the pool. He moves a little closer to you, asking a “can you take her for a minute, babe?” before he’s swimming to the other end to get the float.

Jumping up onto it, Delilah’s eyes widen as the bright white and pink’s of the float catch her attention from your spot in her lap. She’s instantly trying to reach out to him, her arms held out in a grabby motion to get him to take her.

“You want to come up here with me, baby?”

Luke manages to clumsily manoeuvre his way over to you and Delilah, using one hand to keep himself anchored to the side of the pool, the other reaching out to secure the baby in his lap as you set her down.

The happy sounds and the smile lighting up Delilah’s face melts your heart as you watch her, happily laying back against Luke as he pushes away from the side of the pool with a “here we go!”

Her laughter doesn’t falter as he keeps her entertained, splashing her legs with water, all whilst making sure she wasn’t about to throw herself into the pool. You have some time to yourself and read a book, happy to listen to their content noises whilst they play together and you can relax.

It’s not long before the two of them go quiet and you hear a “um... babe?” and you look up in confusion, wondering why you can no longer hear Delilah’s happy laughter.

You can‘t help but laugh as you spot the issue — Delilah, fast asleep, laid with her back against Luke’s chest as they float around the pool. He’s got his arms resting on her legs, holding her at the awkward angle she’s fallen asleep at, to make sure she doesn’t slip.

“Oh my god,” You chuckle, clapping your hand over your mouth at the sight, wondering how she’s managed to fall asleep so quickly when they were having fun just moments earlier. “How did that happen? Did you bore her?”

“No!” He replies, his voice a loud whisper in case he wakes her up. To Delilah, it’s like any other nap — it seems as though she’s unaware of the unusual surroundings as she wriggles against him, trying to get comfortable, Luke’s heart stopping in case she manages to fall off of his knee. “I need to move her,”

You try not to laugh even more as he shifts her against his chest, making sure he’s got her — an arm around her back to hold her snug against him, as she buries her face in his neck. It doesn’t faze her, though, she just stays asleep, cuddling into him as he pats her back.

“What do I do?” Luke asks, realising that he’s in the middle of the pool, he can’t reach the edge and you can’t get to him either.

“You’re just gonna have to wait it out, Luke.” You reply, knowing there’s nothing either of you can do until he ends up near the edge. Delilah hasn’t noticed the difference — tucked up in his arms, she’s content to sleep wherever, as long as Luke’s there. “She looks pretty comfy, I guess we’ll just have an early nap time today. Just make sure she doesn’t fall.”

You know Luke won’t let that happen, especially with how securely he’s got her in his arms, yet you can’t help but picture her plunging into the pool half asleep. Every time she so much as wiggles, he pulls her closer, tucking a curl behind her ear, listening to her steady breathing as she sleeps.

“Honey, can you help?” He asks, finally reaching close enough to the edge of the pool, so you can get her. You stand up from your spot, still laughing at the situation as you make your way over to where he’s ended up. Luke’s foot lands on the edge, able to hold himself there whilst he very carefully sits up, pulling Delilah away from his chest and passing her up to you.

“Shhh,” You whisper, trying to stop her whimpers before they turn into full cries, cradling her in your arms and rocking her for a minute whilst she settles. She clings to you, pressing her face against your neck in her half asleep state. “It’s okay, bub. I know, daddy is comfy isn’t he?”

Luke manages to get himself out of the pool as you carry her towards the outside sofa, sitting down so she can nap on you in the shade. Luke wraps a towel around his body, drying off quickly before sitting down next to you.

“My sleepy girl,” He murmurs, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you a little closer. He reaches his hand to brush over her cheeks, pushing the soft curls away from her face as she sleeps. “Well, I think the pool was a success.”

You scoff, narrowing your eyes at him with a laugh, followed by “yeah, until she fell asleep and almost fell in the pool.”

“I did not!” He replied, resting his head against yours — the one not occupied by Delilah sleeping. He watches her as she snoozes, listening to her steady breathing, soothed by the sound. “You know I wouldn’t let that happen.”

“Mhm,” You murmur, basking in the serene feeling of the moment, content just to sit together. “I know, baby. I was just kidding.”

You notice how the weight of Luke’s head against yours becomes heavier, his own eyes closing in favour of a post-pool nap. “Come on, sleepy head. I’m not sure I can take the weight of both of you sleeping on me.”

Luke groans, sitting up and brushing his lips against yours before you both stand up. Whilst carrying Delilah through the house, you make sure she stays asleep before setting her down in her crib so she can nap properly. You enter your bedroom, finding Luke already flat out on your side of the bed, his face buried in your pillow.

“Looks like I have two sleepy babies.”

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