Just a cute Jeyna drabble

As Easy as Riding a Bike

"Daddy, don't let go!"

He is holding onto the back of the bike, keeping the little girl steady as she pedals her pink bicycle down the sidewalk in front of their house. Jason is pretty sure if he could see his daughter's face right now she is smiling as widely as he is, her sky blue eyes glittering as her blonde pigtails poke out of her pink Disney princess helmet. The five year-old might have his eye and hair color, but she has her mother's pretty face, with high cheekbones and a perfect nose. Every time Jason looks at his daughter, he sees a blonde-haired version of Reyna.

"I won't, B!" he shouts to her. Jason looks to his left and sees Reyna standing in their front yard, a camera in one hand and fifteen month-old Ariana in the other. She is mouthing Let go, you idiot, to him as they zip by, but Jason cannot do it. Maybe he has watched too much television, but he is not going to let go and have his baby girl crash into a shrub.

Reyna is shooting daggers at him with her eyes, but Jason still cannot remove his hand from the back of the bicycle. All he can imagine is his daughter lying on the sidewalk crying, 'You promised, Daddy! You promised' over and over again in his mind.

His wife's glaring is bordering on murderous now, and Jason let's himself get distracted by thinking about how he is going to explain his actions to her. That is when everything goes all to Hades.

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Reyna opens the freezer door, and pulls an ice pack out of the top. She slams the door in frustration with her husband, who immediately starts apologizing. "I should have listened to you," he begins quickly. "You were right and I was wrong."

Apparently, that is the wrong thing to say in this situation. "You were right and I was wrong," she mocks in her generic-Jason voice. "You think saying that we will make me stop being mad at you? It hasn't worked once in the eight years we've been married, so don't think it will now."

Jason sighs. "I'm sorry."

Reyna stays silent as she presses the ice pack against the blonde hair. "Rey, come on," he says, using his best puppy-dog pout. She raises her eyebrows, and he sighs again. That never works either. "Babe, I'm sorry. If I would have just let go, we wouldn't be in this position right now."

She lifts the ice pack again, and she sighs. The bruise on the head is beginning to swell, and the black eye is so swollen she cannot even see the pretty blue iris anymore. "Why didn't you just let go, Jason?"

"I was afraid she'd get hurt."

"Look at her now!"

Jason looks out the window, and he sees his little Bailey riding her bicycle up and down the sidewalk, blonde pigtails blowing in the breeze behind her. He turns his face to the side, readjusting the ice pack so that it his pressed more against his eye than his head. "I know. I know."

"Gods, how did you even manage to trip into that shrub?"

My second story in one night! This is short, yes, but it's just cute Jeyna. I could so see Jason being way over protective of their daughter, while Reyna's all 'Girl Power!'