Be my baby [ONESHOT]
Title: Be my baby
Chapters: Oneshot
Genre: Romance. Humour. Fluff.
Warnings: WAFF!!
Ratings: PG
Pairings: AoixUruha
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: Uruha has to keep his sister's baby and it frustrates Aoi's plans.
Comments: I decline all responsability if you melts too much. I melted like snow too you know. It's Aoi and Uruha's fault! XD
Aoi was standing in his lover's living room, frowning, his arms crossed, an obvious sign indicating he was disappointed. It was their first free week-end since ages, no recording, no lives, no practices, nothing. How did they spend their days off? In bed. Lazing all day long, savouring each other without tiring, far of the pressure of their usual routine.
But instead of being under the sheets, devouring his lover, Aoi was looking at him, sat on the couch, back at having 6, making stupid faces to his niece in her baby bouncer.
- Awh you're so cuuuuuuuuuute.
Aoi sighed. It was not like he didn't like babies. It was more the fact babies seemed to hate him. And if he knew Uruha's sister had told him to keep her baby, he wouldn't be here, wasting his time. He coughed softly to get Uruha's attention but the other didn't react, and finally the dark-haired decided he'd better say something, or he would die in a little while, bored.
- Why didn't you tell me that? That you have to keep her?
And as Uruha glanced at him, Aoi almost jumped for joy.
- My sister told me this morning.
- You should have said it to me this morning then.
Uruha frowned.
- Aoi...
- Oh don't give me that look Ruha! We planned something and now I'm here, looking at your funny faces and at her.
- Midori has a name you know.
The blond looked at the baby again, perfectly aware of his lover's needs but not going to fulfill them. With the band he couldn't see his niece a lot, and it was a good thing the baby-sitter was ill. He smiled at the cute girl, playing with her tiny hands:
- Aoi is jealous!
The dark-haired sneered, ready to counter attack.
- Jealous of something only drooling, crying, eating, pooping all the time? No please honey...
And before he could make things worse, Uruha threw him a cushion from the couch.
- It was rude!
Aoi only smiled teasingly, and knew he was going to pay for his little rashness.
- Come here! I have to prepare her meal, so keep an eye on her. And it's an order, you have a bad mouth today.
Uruha gave him an angry look and left him alone. Aoi then carefully sat on the couch, as if he was near a time bomb, examining closely the baby's face. He tried to smile, his brain starting a debate on babies's visual perception, convinced Midori was able to recognize his uncle but not himself as she only saw him occasionally. He frowned, thinking about what he heard from Uruha who read it in a magazine... But his concentrated face, or it was his unfamiliar face, scared the baby who started to cry. And Aoi to panick, he never had to cope with a crying baby.
- Hey! Hey Midori please don't cry! It's me! Aoi!
He heard Uruha, from the kitchen:
- What did you do to her?
- Nothing I swear! She just cried all of sudden!
And he carried on at the baby:
- Please! I don't deserve this, stop crying Midori!
Finally Uruha appeared and took the baby in his arms, rolling his eyes at his unskilled lover.
- How to calm a baby? You just had to take her like this.
The dark-haired crossed his arms and looked at Uruha who started to pout at the baby, quiet again.
- I'm here cutie! He made you scream, this evil man, right?
- I make scream thousands girls you know. She's not an exception.
And Aoi chuckled at his words, visibly proud of them. The blond gave him a dirty look and said in a high-pitched voice:
- Say him Midori! You won't have uncle Uruha's screams for a while yay!!
- It's unfair, replied the dark-haired.
- Like you are with this little angel.
- But she just cried suddenly!
Uruha walked back in his kitchen with the baby in his arms, and decided he would pay his lover back in his own coin.
- Uncle Aoi is naughty, right?
He heard his voice, sure he was frowning in the couch.
- Hey who are you calling uncle Aoi?
The blond hold back a laugh.
- Yeah, why this? The-cruel-baby-hater-on-my-couch don't you think it's better sweetheart?
- Sweetheart is better!
- Ah sweetheart was for Midori of course!
Uruha muffled a laugh when he heard Aoi sigh, surely irritated by his teasings. But he asked for it...
Aoi hardly cope with the loud cries of Midori when they were eating, probably upset by the lack of attention of his uncle and finally spent the whole dinner in Uruha's arms, gazing over his plate curiously, sometimes trying to catch his chopsticks. As soon as she cried because a chopstick had been taken away from her hands, Uruha gave her back and asked Aoi to get him new ones. The dark-haired was amazed by her domination upon his uncle, on his own ground. He thought that babies were unable to express themselves but were damn clever. And Midori knew pretty well she just had to cry to make Uruha surrender.
He shook his head softly and decided that tonight, he would win and have his lover the way he wanted, no crying babies to disturb them.
But when Uruha get in thed bed and showed his back, Aoi was afraid he was mad at him for his earlier jokes. He get closer, caressing Uruha's back tenderly.
- Honey...
- Hmm...
And Aoi's hand slid down on Uruha's waist, slowly heading for his gracious butt...Before his lover's hand pushed it away.
- Ruha!
- Aoi, we can't, there's the baby you know...
- You'd bite the pillow.
Uruha finally turned over onto his back and looked at the dark-haired.
- I can't. I can't while she's here. It's...too weird.
Aoi rolled his eyes in the dark.
- Uruha...It's a BA-BY! It's not like she'd tell your sister she heard us fuck!
- I know! It's just I can't.
Aoi sighed and as only response Uruha left a kiss on his cheek, his hand stroking his neck.
- I'm sorry...I know you waited this week-end so much and...I wasted it.
Oh, better than the devilish niece, here was a great challenger. The crafty uncle, able to make him surrender, and on his knees. Aoi felt guilty and kissed Uruha softly.
- It's not you fault. We'd better sleep, I'm not sure someone is going to leave us alone.
Uruha nodded and caught his lover's lips warmly. Later, as they were falling into sleep, embraced together tighlty, she started to cry. Loudly. The blond left the bed and adviced Aoi to try to sleep, that he would take care of the baby and the dark-haired did sleep.
Until the baby cried again, thirty minutes later. Uruha spent his time pacing up and down between his living room, where Midori was sleeping and his bedroom, until he was too tired.
The baby was crying for the thousandth time and the blond moaned by tiredness. Aoi whispered to his lover:
- I'll calm her, just sleep okay?
Uruha smiled with gratitude and kissed his forehead.
Then Aoi found Midori crying, her whole little body shaking, her cheeks red and wet by tears. He carefully took her in his arms, trying to hold her in a comfortable way, and rocked her slowly until she stopped her cries. When finally she did so few minutes later, he sat on the couch and put her on his lap.
- What's wrong capricious girl? Are you jealous Aoi is sleeping with uncle Uruha? That's it?
Midori opened her eyes wide. Uruha was smiling in his bed, unable to go back to sleep.
- But you know, you're too young for me!
The baby smiled, surprisingly for Aoi who thought she was scared by him.
- Ta-ta-ta! Are you trying to seduce me with those sweet smiles?
And Uruha had the same ones under his blankets.
- Stop being so cute!
The dark-haired laughed and it seemed to the blond his niece was also laughing.
- OH! You just looked like uncle Uruha!
And as Aoi's laugh filled the living-room, the blond couldn't stay in his bed anymore. He found his lover almost giggling, holding Midori on his lap, and the little girl was in the same state. He couldn't resist babies's laughs, as he couldn't resist his lover's ones. He put then his hands on his hips, as Aoi didn't notice him and said with a smile:
- Some people are trying to sleep!
- She's too funny! Come here!
Aoi indicated the place near him.
- Look at her face, I hope she'll make this pout again, it's totally you!
Uruha obeyed, smiled widely and sat beside his lover.
- Ah wait, I have to tease her...Hey Midori, who's sexier? It's me right?
And the baby laughed loudly.
- She's laughing at you that's all!
Aoi chuckled.
- Heard it sweetie? Uruha's jealous!
- I'm sexier, tell him I am! And you'll be too, just wait twenty years cutie.
- Oh yeah, never thought about this! Hey Midori when I'll be an old man, come and seduce me again.
Uruha hit him and he laughed more, the baby as well, contaminated by Aoi.
- You two we were supposed to sleep, said Uruha with a smirk.
- She likes me finally...
Uruha looked at Aoi's smile and melted totally inside, then he bent over the baby and whispered:
- Sorry sweetheart, he's mine. I cross my fingers for you to find your own Aoi later.
- I heard everything...
- It wasn't a secret.
They shared a warm kiss and the baby started to cry again.
- She really likes me Ruha...
The blond hit him again with a cushion and left the couch.
- She's surely hungry, I'll make her a bottle.
Finally, after Uruha fed her and made her burp, she fell asleep soon again. The lovers were looking at her from the couch, embraced lovingly and comfortably.
- Look at her expressions. Her eyes moves so fast...Ah! She smiled!
Uruha did so too, touched by Aoi's reactions, slowly discovering a world unknown to him. Discovering life with a baby was hard and wonderful at the same time. The blond spoke softly, afraid to wake up the little girl.
- My mother always says me when babies smiles during their sleep it's because they're playing with angels. I like to believe this.
- From now I like to believe this too.
Uruha smiled, shivering under Aoi's strokes, proud he had him...
- You'd make a good father...
His voice was almost a whisper and the way he said those words, it almost broke Aoi's heart.
- You'd be a great one too. But...I wouldn't be able to bear a little angel like this would steal you from me.
He heard the blond chuckle.
- So egoist...
- Always when it's about you.
And, as the dark-haired knew his lover too much, he looked in his eyes and saw the upcoming tears. He caressed tenderly his cheek and said:
- I didn't want to make you cry...
Uruha smiled helplessly and gave a deep kiss to his caring boyfriend.
- I know it's just...You give me so much, it's too wonderful to be true.
Aoi kissed him hungrily, removing the tears with his fingers, holding soflty his beautiful face. Then he locked his gaze to his's.
- It's fucking true! I love you Uruha...No matter there's some things we can't have, as long as I have you. You were my dream, and now I won't ever let it stop. And it's true...
Uruha's plump lips pressed his own passionately, before their tongues met each other lovingly. The blond understood what he had meant. Aoi understood what he was thinking, he felt the small glimpse of sadness he had when he was looking at his niece. And as Aoi leaded him in the bedroom, Uruha realized once again, since they were together, that he could go through anything as he found someone in this world who knew him, someone he trusted enough to follow him, eyes closed, only holding his warm and reassuring hand. It was exactly what he was doing right now.
He will never let go of his hand. Never.
A lingering touch of their lips, as if they were taking the time to print their love on each other's mouth, and then his tender bites on his lower plump lip, a gentle sucking following, making him vanishing into thin air, and finally their tongues entwined, moving sensuously against each other.
This was Uruha's pure pleasure. His kisses. Aoi was the right person. Aoi was his one.
Uruha's lips parted from his, he remained just a breath away and whispered, locking his dark gaze in which he drowned everytime...
- I don't want anything. I already have everything...
The blond stroked his cheek tenderly.
- I love you...So much, you can't even imagine.
But he imagined, catching his lover's mouth again, touched and aroused by his words, whispering through their messy kisses that he loved him too. And...
The baby cried again. But it didn't disturb their hungry kiss, believing she would fall asleep again by herself but she cried louder and Uruha gave up his lover's mouth.
- Ah...This little devil.
Aoi chuckled.
- Wasn't it an angel?
- Fallen!
The dark-haired laughed and stole the sweet lips of the blond a last time.
- Nothing tonight then...
Uruha left the bed, heading straight to the door and smiled lustfully at Aoi.
- I suggest you to try to sleep a little, 'cause I won't allow you to rest when we'll be alone tomorrow.
- Oh, it's safe with me. You'd beg me to stop baby...
Uruha couldn't hold back a laugh and with a last glance at Aoi's smile, before he left the room, he replied, playfully...
- I can't get enough of you.
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I'm a wonderful caramel puddle ♥_♥ Don't you too? XDDD
My cousin, Lina, inspired me Uruha's niece attitude ♥ She's 6 months and she's so cute when she laughs and smiles and...*crushed by a giant sugar*
Chapters: Oneshot
Genre: Romance. Humour. Fluff.
Warnings: WAFF!!
Ratings: PG
Pairings: AoixUruha
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: Uruha has to keep his sister's baby and it frustrates Aoi's plans.
Comments: I decline all responsability if you melts too much. I melted like snow too you know. It's Aoi and Uruha's fault! XD
Aoi was standing in his lover's living room, frowning, his arms crossed, an obvious sign indicating he was disappointed. It was their first free week-end since ages, no recording, no lives, no practices, nothing. How did they spend their days off? In bed. Lazing all day long, savouring each other without tiring, far of the pressure of their usual routine.
But instead of being under the sheets, devouring his lover, Aoi was looking at him, sat on the couch, back at having 6, making stupid faces to his niece in her baby bouncer.
- Awh you're so cuuuuuuuuuute.
Aoi sighed. It was not like he didn't like babies. It was more the fact babies seemed to hate him. And if he knew Uruha's sister had told him to keep her baby, he wouldn't be here, wasting his time. He coughed softly to get Uruha's attention but the other didn't react, and finally the dark-haired decided he'd better say something, or he would die in a little while, bored.
- Why didn't you tell me that? That you have to keep her?
And as Uruha glanced at him, Aoi almost jumped for joy.
- My sister told me this morning.
- You should have said it to me this morning then.
Uruha frowned.
- Aoi...
- Oh don't give me that look Ruha! We planned something and now I'm here, looking at your funny faces and at her.
- Midori has a name you know.
The blond looked at the baby again, perfectly aware of his lover's needs but not going to fulfill them. With the band he couldn't see his niece a lot, and it was a good thing the baby-sitter was ill. He smiled at the cute girl, playing with her tiny hands:
- Aoi is jealous!
The dark-haired sneered, ready to counter attack.
- Jealous of something only drooling, crying, eating, pooping all the time? No please honey...
And before he could make things worse, Uruha threw him a cushion from the couch.
- It was rude!
Aoi only smiled teasingly, and knew he was going to pay for his little rashness.
- Come here! I have to prepare her meal, so keep an eye on her. And it's an order, you have a bad mouth today.
Uruha gave him an angry look and left him alone. Aoi then carefully sat on the couch, as if he was near a time bomb, examining closely the baby's face. He tried to smile, his brain starting a debate on babies's visual perception, convinced Midori was able to recognize his uncle but not himself as she only saw him occasionally. He frowned, thinking about what he heard from Uruha who read it in a magazine... But his concentrated face, or it was his unfamiliar face, scared the baby who started to cry. And Aoi to panick, he never had to cope with a crying baby.
- Hey! Hey Midori please don't cry! It's me! Aoi!
He heard Uruha, from the kitchen:
- What did you do to her?
- Nothing I swear! She just cried all of sudden!
And he carried on at the baby:
- Please! I don't deserve this, stop crying Midori!
Finally Uruha appeared and took the baby in his arms, rolling his eyes at his unskilled lover.
- How to calm a baby? You just had to take her like this.
The dark-haired crossed his arms and looked at Uruha who started to pout at the baby, quiet again.
- I'm here cutie! He made you scream, this evil man, right?
- I make scream thousands girls you know. She's not an exception.
And Aoi chuckled at his words, visibly proud of them. The blond gave him a dirty look and said in a high-pitched voice:
- Say him Midori! You won't have uncle Uruha's screams for a while yay!!
- It's unfair, replied the dark-haired.
- Like you are with this little angel.
- But she just cried suddenly!
Uruha walked back in his kitchen with the baby in his arms, and decided he would pay his lover back in his own coin.
- Uncle Aoi is naughty, right?
He heard his voice, sure he was frowning in the couch.
- Hey who are you calling uncle Aoi?
The blond hold back a laugh.
- Yeah, why this? The-cruel-baby-hater-on-my-couch don't you think it's better sweetheart?
- Sweetheart is better!
- Ah sweetheart was for Midori of course!
Uruha muffled a laugh when he heard Aoi sigh, surely irritated by his teasings. But he asked for it...
Aoi hardly cope with the loud cries of Midori when they were eating, probably upset by the lack of attention of his uncle and finally spent the whole dinner in Uruha's arms, gazing over his plate curiously, sometimes trying to catch his chopsticks. As soon as she cried because a chopstick had been taken away from her hands, Uruha gave her back and asked Aoi to get him new ones. The dark-haired was amazed by her domination upon his uncle, on his own ground. He thought that babies were unable to express themselves but were damn clever. And Midori knew pretty well she just had to cry to make Uruha surrender.
He shook his head softly and decided that tonight, he would win and have his lover the way he wanted, no crying babies to disturb them.
But when Uruha get in thed bed and showed his back, Aoi was afraid he was mad at him for his earlier jokes. He get closer, caressing Uruha's back tenderly.
- Honey...
- Hmm...
And Aoi's hand slid down on Uruha's waist, slowly heading for his gracious butt...Before his lover's hand pushed it away.
- Ruha!
- Aoi, we can't, there's the baby you know...
- You'd bite the pillow.
Uruha finally turned over onto his back and looked at the dark-haired.
- I can't. I can't while she's here. It's...too weird.
Aoi rolled his eyes in the dark.
- Uruha...It's a BA-BY! It's not like she'd tell your sister she heard us fuck!
- I know! It's just I can't.
Aoi sighed and as only response Uruha left a kiss on his cheek, his hand stroking his neck.
- I'm sorry...I know you waited this week-end so much and...I wasted it.
Oh, better than the devilish niece, here was a great challenger. The crafty uncle, able to make him surrender, and on his knees. Aoi felt guilty and kissed Uruha softly.
- It's not you fault. We'd better sleep, I'm not sure someone is going to leave us alone.
Uruha nodded and caught his lover's lips warmly. Later, as they were falling into sleep, embraced together tighlty, she started to cry. Loudly. The blond left the bed and adviced Aoi to try to sleep, that he would take care of the baby and the dark-haired did sleep.
Until the baby cried again, thirty minutes later. Uruha spent his time pacing up and down between his living room, where Midori was sleeping and his bedroom, until he was too tired.
The baby was crying for the thousandth time and the blond moaned by tiredness. Aoi whispered to his lover:
- I'll calm her, just sleep okay?
Uruha smiled with gratitude and kissed his forehead.
Then Aoi found Midori crying, her whole little body shaking, her cheeks red and wet by tears. He carefully took her in his arms, trying to hold her in a comfortable way, and rocked her slowly until she stopped her cries. When finally she did so few minutes later, he sat on the couch and put her on his lap.
- What's wrong capricious girl? Are you jealous Aoi is sleeping with uncle Uruha? That's it?
Midori opened her eyes wide. Uruha was smiling in his bed, unable to go back to sleep.
- But you know, you're too young for me!
The baby smiled, surprisingly for Aoi who thought she was scared by him.
- Ta-ta-ta! Are you trying to seduce me with those sweet smiles?
And Uruha had the same ones under his blankets.
- Stop being so cute!
The dark-haired laughed and it seemed to the blond his niece was also laughing.
- OH! You just looked like uncle Uruha!
And as Aoi's laugh filled the living-room, the blond couldn't stay in his bed anymore. He found his lover almost giggling, holding Midori on his lap, and the little girl was in the same state. He couldn't resist babies's laughs, as he couldn't resist his lover's ones. He put then his hands on his hips, as Aoi didn't notice him and said with a smile:
- Some people are trying to sleep!
- She's too funny! Come here!
Aoi indicated the place near him.
- Look at her face, I hope she'll make this pout again, it's totally you!
Uruha obeyed, smiled widely and sat beside his lover.
- Ah wait, I have to tease her...Hey Midori, who's sexier? It's me right?
And the baby laughed loudly.
- She's laughing at you that's all!
Aoi chuckled.
- Heard it sweetie? Uruha's jealous!
- I'm sexier, tell him I am! And you'll be too, just wait twenty years cutie.
- Oh yeah, never thought about this! Hey Midori when I'll be an old man, come and seduce me again.
Uruha hit him and he laughed more, the baby as well, contaminated by Aoi.
- You two we were supposed to sleep, said Uruha with a smirk.
- She likes me finally...
Uruha looked at Aoi's smile and melted totally inside, then he bent over the baby and whispered:
- Sorry sweetheart, he's mine. I cross my fingers for you to find your own Aoi later.
- I heard everything...
- It wasn't a secret.
They shared a warm kiss and the baby started to cry again.
- She really likes me Ruha...
The blond hit him again with a cushion and left the couch.
- She's surely hungry, I'll make her a bottle.
Finally, after Uruha fed her and made her burp, she fell asleep soon again. The lovers were looking at her from the couch, embraced lovingly and comfortably.
- Look at her expressions. Her eyes moves so fast...Ah! She smiled!
Uruha did so too, touched by Aoi's reactions, slowly discovering a world unknown to him. Discovering life with a baby was hard and wonderful at the same time. The blond spoke softly, afraid to wake up the little girl.
- My mother always says me when babies smiles during their sleep it's because they're playing with angels. I like to believe this.
- From now I like to believe this too.
Uruha smiled, shivering under Aoi's strokes, proud he had him...
- You'd make a good father...
His voice was almost a whisper and the way he said those words, it almost broke Aoi's heart.
- You'd be a great one too. But...I wouldn't be able to bear a little angel like this would steal you from me.
He heard the blond chuckle.
- So egoist...
- Always when it's about you.
And, as the dark-haired knew his lover too much, he looked in his eyes and saw the upcoming tears. He caressed tenderly his cheek and said:
- I didn't want to make you cry...
Uruha smiled helplessly and gave a deep kiss to his caring boyfriend.
- I know it's just...You give me so much, it's too wonderful to be true.
Aoi kissed him hungrily, removing the tears with his fingers, holding soflty his beautiful face. Then he locked his gaze to his's.
- It's fucking true! I love you Uruha...No matter there's some things we can't have, as long as I have you. You were my dream, and now I won't ever let it stop. And it's true...
Uruha's plump lips pressed his own passionately, before their tongues met each other lovingly. The blond understood what he had meant. Aoi understood what he was thinking, he felt the small glimpse of sadness he had when he was looking at his niece. And as Aoi leaded him in the bedroom, Uruha realized once again, since they were together, that he could go through anything as he found someone in this world who knew him, someone he trusted enough to follow him, eyes closed, only holding his warm and reassuring hand. It was exactly what he was doing right now.
He will never let go of his hand. Never.
A lingering touch of their lips, as if they were taking the time to print their love on each other's mouth, and then his tender bites on his lower plump lip, a gentle sucking following, making him vanishing into thin air, and finally their tongues entwined, moving sensuously against each other.
This was Uruha's pure pleasure. His kisses. Aoi was the right person. Aoi was his one.
Uruha's lips parted from his, he remained just a breath away and whispered, locking his dark gaze in which he drowned everytime...
- I don't want anything. I already have everything...
The blond stroked his cheek tenderly.
- I love you...So much, you can't even imagine.
But he imagined, catching his lover's mouth again, touched and aroused by his words, whispering through their messy kisses that he loved him too. And...
The baby cried again. But it didn't disturb their hungry kiss, believing she would fall asleep again by herself but she cried louder and Uruha gave up his lover's mouth.
- Ah...This little devil.
Aoi chuckled.
- Wasn't it an angel?
- Fallen!
The dark-haired laughed and stole the sweet lips of the blond a last time.
- Nothing tonight then...
Uruha left the bed, heading straight to the door and smiled lustfully at Aoi.
- I suggest you to try to sleep a little, 'cause I won't allow you to rest when we'll be alone tomorrow.
- Oh, it's safe with me. You'd beg me to stop baby...
Uruha couldn't hold back a laugh and with a last glance at Aoi's smile, before he left the room, he replied, playfully...
- I can't get enough of you.
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I'm a wonderful caramel puddle ♥_♥ Don't you too? XDDD
My cousin, Lina, inspired me Uruha's niece attitude ♥ She's 6 months and she's so cute when she laughs and smiles and...*crushed by a giant sugar*