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†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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[ yuri doesn't move either. he could -
perhaps -

no, nevermind. he wants to say something, anything. his mouth shapes, forms, an "I" and he shuts it because there's really nothing he can say. instead, he smiles a little. ]

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[ he is too & actually, he's tempted to move closer than they already are. he doesn't. ]

- you're my friend.

[ that totally comes after the "because". totally. ]

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And you're mine too.

[ ... quiet silence. ]

Ah, sorry.

[ hand retract. ]

Edited 2010-02-11 14:48 (UTC)

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Nothing to be sorry for.

[ gee, this sudden change in atmosphere. ]

Is everything alright?

Yes, everything is fine.

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Perhaps we should...put Nadezhda to bed soon.

Ah, yes. We should.

[ sad look. ( ]

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U-um, I'll bring some blankets out for you, as well.

[ you avoided the question :c ]

Y-yes, thank you. Er.

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Alright, I'll be back in a moment.

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Will you need any help making a bed? Or would you like to sleep elsewhere tonight?

[ but things are not fine. :c ]

Right.

[ he waits, fiddling. he wraps the scarf around his neck again, this time a little tightly as he waits for mihail to return. funny how he doesn't even move from that spot, refuses to move. when he does return, ]

Thank you, I'll - I'll sleep here. Don't wo-

[ yet he hasn't made to move towards the couch, he's too busy staring straight into his eyes -- it was an accident, as he usually avoids them -- and all of him is locked into place goddamn how awkward is this ]

-rry.

Edited 2010-02-12 04:18 (UTC)

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[ if he had the courage to move forward, he would. but he doesn't. ~~but he wants to.~~

he figures he looks stupid just looking at him and, damn if he isn't doing his hardest to avert his gaze. swallowing thick, running a hand through his hair - ]

Mi - [ why is this so difficult ] -hail?

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Yuri?

Er, I -

[ no knowledge of what he's going to say next. he's not really thinking either and he moves, albeit slowly, towards the couch. left foot right foot left foot right foot left foot right foot stop. ]

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[ ...different?

this indescribable urge grips him & he's not quite sure what it means, why suddenly he sees mihail as a flighty animal that will run if he so much takes a step forward. ]

...Михаил... Я ...?

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...да?

Я тебя люблю.

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I...

...T-te iubesc.

[ & he can't believe he blurted the words out, when he's so ... unsure about it all the more he thinks about it. life sucks a little sometimes. breathe. using the sofa's arm rest as support. ]

So...rry?

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fuck yo cute faces. :(

no u

non toi.

i'm going to use his awesome face one of these days

it will be awesome

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i'm feeling slightly sadistic.

me too <3

/lame

/got kinda artsy with this one

/hides forever

/pulls back out ;3;

/FLAIL. ; 3;

i luff it when you speak russian bb /huff huff

gtfo /tsuns

1/2 /deredere

2/2

...what is this moe bullshit dj.