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Mihail Enescu || Bucharest ([personal profile] bucuresti) wrote2010-02-07 02:41 pm

†003 - Childcare

[Mihail has never really had much of a chance to practice his fathering skills (do suburbs even count?) so this is definitely something else. Perhaps it wouldn't be half as odd if the child he got from HQ wasn't also Norilsk's child. That isn't to say that it's a bad thing, seeing as how the newly-christened Nadezhda is not only adorable but very well-behaved. Mihail's definitely taken a shine to her.

It's just... Well, it's awkward, seeing as how her parents can easily be submerged into a very vicious cycle in their relationship, so this is certainly a questionable situation.

All backstory aside, they've decided to relocate to Mihail's room with Nadezhda for the time being, though Mihail's really stuck as to how to take care of her when he has absolutely nothing in his room that a baby could use. Fun times in parenthood, indeed.
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lmao no i'm sure the feeling's mutual

[identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com 2010-02-14 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ his own breath is too loud -- he thinks -- & this is where he moves away, resting his head in between mihail's neck & shoulders. breathe. breathe. breathe. he plants a kiss there softly as reassurance -

to whom? to mihail, even though he's the one with the reassurances?

(i'mherei'm-) ]
Edited 2010-02-14 04:57 (UTC)

[identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com 2010-02-14 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ & he is okay with it. today.

again: ]


Я тебя люблю. [ & he looks up, eyes open, a little sad? but he means it & it's awful because

it's still all too fast & he wants it & he knows it's wrong for him to want it & take it.

the tips of their noses touch again & it takes a lot to just sit there & not kiss him again. ]

[identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com 2010-02-15 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ absolute stillness, save from a sharp intake of breath. if he -

i don't think i -
but -
i don't know if -
what will -
i think i -


he tilts his head to the side silently. it just seems like the natural thing to do, even if a small part of him doesn't want this to happen because it's wrong, wrong, wrong. the hand on mihail's thigh slides upwards, its final resting place being his lower back, where yuri's fingers dig, dig, dig at the fabric of his shirt. ]

extra special icon usage!

[identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com 2010-02-15 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
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