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[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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Date: 2010-02-12 07:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
[]

I...

I should probably...check on her or something.

Date: 2010-02-12 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ hesitant. ]

Nothing. Good night.

Date: 2010-02-12 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ pressure builds behind his eyes, and he finds himself wrapping his arms around mihail tightly. this is nice. really, really nice and he doesn't want it to

end. ]

Date: 2010-02-12 10:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ a moment to register mihail's shaking shoulders and another to hold him tighter, pressing his cheek against the top of his head. yuri exhales. ]

Date: 2010-02-12 11:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ and clearly, the mistake yuri makes here is looking down at mihail because he can't breathe and they're really close and it's weird and what are they doing. he can't help it, he can't help pressing his forehead against his and closing his eyes, nor can he help flinching at the white noise in his ears and the pain in his chest. ]

;///n///; /dhg hides.

Date: 2010-02-13 12:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ yuri freezes. his fingers dig at mihail's shoulders, press, holding him. this is something he's not used to, something he hasn't done (or felt, for the matter) in years, and in his chest there's a supernova burning, burning, burning and he still can't breathe but it feels good in a way even if there are knots in his throat and he can't make a sound because what if mihail regrets this what if he leaves and never opens his door to him again that kind of thing.

a hand of his sneaks to the base of his neck -- he would, if he had the courage, hold the back of his head but this has to do, right? ]

ahdg /immolates

Date: 2010-02-13 04:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ this closeness is absolutely -

he doesn't know what to think of this yet, but he unwinds, responds even - not to say that mihail's coaxing suddenly filled him with bravado, no (he ain't got swagga); nevertheless, enabling is enabling and yuri's hands find themselves cupping mihail's face, bringing him forward

closer if that's even possible.

he'll worry about the consequences, the apologies, everything later. for now, it's this very moment he wants to focus on because he

really - god

doesn't want to let go, doesn't want to leave, doesn't want mihail to leave yet he knows once this is over, it's back to being cowardly, it's back to pretending nothing happened and that hurts because he

wants this too. ]
Edited Date: 2010-02-13 04:22 am (UTC)

/puts back together ;;

Date: 2010-02-13 04:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
[]
Edited Date: 2010-02-13 04:50 am (UTC)

ahdg /scream & breaks again. ;____;

Date: 2010-02-13 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ teeth clinking. he kisses with just as much fervor -

and stops, out of breath, pressing his forehead against mihail's again. in this brief pause, he mumbles ("Простите") against his lip, plants a kiss on the side of his mouth and back again to close -- fill maybe? -- the gap between them. it's like he's overflowing and yuri doesn't -

can't?

- wrap his head around it all, all this raw feeling, all this desperation (?), and wanting that grips him and he'dshowmorebut. ]
Edited Date: 2010-02-13 09:56 pm (UTC)

i hate the english language forever.

Date: 2010-02-14 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ inching towards something that can steady them - the couch, the arm rests? a wall? the couch is closer, he thinks. he leans against the surface, pulling mihail to - on? - him (a lingering hand on the back of his thigh for support--whatarewedoing). all of mihail's reassurances - the hand gripping him by the hair, the kissing - no matter how heartfelt, fuel his insecurities about the after. if he could just -

he grunts. breathes through his nostrils. and parts again, eyes closed, the tips of their noses touching, thumb stroking mihail's cheek like he would someone precious (that'sbecauseheis). ]


What - [ he chokes out in russian, unable to even translate simple words into english. "are we doing," but he stops himself because he's fully aware of what they're doing; the only thing he needs to come to to terms with is whether or not it's right or wrong for him to feel like this, to want something & have it & feel somewhat fulfilled -- at least at this moment. ]
Edited Date: 2010-02-14 02:47 am (UTC)

lmao no i'm sure the feeling's mutual

Date: 2010-02-14 04:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ 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 Date: 2010-02-14 04:57 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-02-14 11:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ & 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. ]

Date: 2010-02-15 06:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gulags.livejournal.com
[ 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. ]

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