You're my Angel - Prologue
Title: You’re my Angel (multi-chap)
Pairing: Aiba/??; Jun/Mao (now, others come later)
Rating: PG-13 - NC-17 (the series)
Genre: angst, fluff, smut, humor… (a little bit everything will be here, I guess…)
Disc.: As far as I know I don’t own them but maybe they’ll be delivered to me today…
Summary: He’s the Miracle Boy but this one time the miracle happened with him… (lame as always but please don’t judge my story by this…)
Warning: mpreg (don’t like, don’t read), huge OOC-ness
Prologue
Aiba opened his apartment’s door and stepped in. He muttered a barely audible ‘Tadaima’ to none in particular since none waited him there.
He shuffled into the kitchen to pour a glass of water to himself o take the pills he just got. Then he headed to his bedroom hoping he’ll be able to sleep a few hours. Recently it was something that turned out to be a pretty difficult task to him no matter how long he laid in his bed waiting for dream to reach him but it rarely came. And it just earned him scolding after scolding the next day since he messed up the choreography again and again because of the lack of sleep.
“Hi, my little angle!” he murmured as he curled up on his bed and put a hand on his tiny, bulging tummy. “I wish you could come out sooner…” he added as he closed his eyes but when he just almost fell asleep his phone started ringing. He peeked at the screen before answered it.
“Hi there, MatsuJun!” he tried to hit a cheerful tone though it was unnecessary since he was speaking with his youngest band mate.
“Cut the crap, Aiba-chan” he scolded him gently. “You promised me a call as soon as you finished at the hospital. How are you?”
Aiba smiled a bit at how caring Jun could be under his DoS acting.
“Gomen, I just arrived home and thought about taking a nap since I have nothing better to do. I’m okay, by the way… We’re both okay…” he added when he sensed Jun wants to cut in.
“That’s good… Then just take that nap…” Jun said then there was some murmuring on Jun’s side but Aiba was too tired to ask about it. But again, he didn’t need to cause Jun spoke up again: “Mao-chan said she’ll drop by at your place. She wants to cook you some healthy dinner or what…”
“She doesn’t need to…” Aiba protested weakly. “Jun! Tell her, I’m okay and don’t be bothered with me…”
“Too late. She’s already on her way” Jun said then softly added: “You’re not a burden to us; you should know that by now. We want to and will help you so just accept it…”
“Okay then… I guess Mao-chan knows where the spare key is to my apartment, right?” Aiba surrendered to the HanaDan couple (as if he had any other choice…)
“Yeah, she knows. So you should just sleep and leave everything to her, okay?” Jun asked firmly.
“Okay” Aiba answered obediently.
“Good boy…” Jun said smiling. “I have to go now. My photo shoot starts in an hour or so… Bye-bye, Aiba-chan! And take care of yourself!”
“Hai! Ja ne, Jun-pon!”
Aiba closed his phone and wiped a silent tear from his face. He had no idea what would he do without Jun and Mao. He touched his tummy lightly again.
“You’ll have a wonderful uncle and aunt, you know, my angel? You would deserve a lot more but it’s the all I can give you, I guess, since you won't have your papa…” he mumbled before drifted into sleep…
A/N: I guess it will be a bit not my style cause what I wrote to this already is totally not the fluffy/cheesy stuff I used to writing but I hope you'll still like it so please drop some comments after reading!:) Yoroshiku!^^
Pairing: Aiba/??; Jun/Mao (now, others come later)
Rating: PG-13 - NC-17 (the series)
Genre: angst, fluff, smut, humor… (a little bit everything will be here, I guess…)
Disc.: As far as I know I don’t own them but maybe they’ll be delivered to me today…
Summary: He’s the Miracle Boy but this one time the miracle happened with him… (lame as always but please don’t judge my story by this…)
Warning: mpreg (don’t like, don’t read), huge OOC-ness
Prologue
Aiba opened his apartment’s door and stepped in. He muttered a barely audible ‘Tadaima’ to none in particular since none waited him there.
He shuffled into the kitchen to pour a glass of water to himself o take the pills he just got. Then he headed to his bedroom hoping he’ll be able to sleep a few hours. Recently it was something that turned out to be a pretty difficult task to him no matter how long he laid in his bed waiting for dream to reach him but it rarely came. And it just earned him scolding after scolding the next day since he messed up the choreography again and again because of the lack of sleep.
“Hi, my little angle!” he murmured as he curled up on his bed and put a hand on his tiny, bulging tummy. “I wish you could come out sooner…” he added as he closed his eyes but when he just almost fell asleep his phone started ringing. He peeked at the screen before answered it.
“Hi there, MatsuJun!” he tried to hit a cheerful tone though it was unnecessary since he was speaking with his youngest band mate.
“Cut the crap, Aiba-chan” he scolded him gently. “You promised me a call as soon as you finished at the hospital. How are you?”
Aiba smiled a bit at how caring Jun could be under his DoS acting.
“Gomen, I just arrived home and thought about taking a nap since I have nothing better to do. I’m okay, by the way… We’re both okay…” he added when he sensed Jun wants to cut in.
“That’s good… Then just take that nap…” Jun said then there was some murmuring on Jun’s side but Aiba was too tired to ask about it. But again, he didn’t need to cause Jun spoke up again: “Mao-chan said she’ll drop by at your place. She wants to cook you some healthy dinner or what…”
“She doesn’t need to…” Aiba protested weakly. “Jun! Tell her, I’m okay and don’t be bothered with me…”
“Too late. She’s already on her way” Jun said then softly added: “You’re not a burden to us; you should know that by now. We want to and will help you so just accept it…”
“Okay then… I guess Mao-chan knows where the spare key is to my apartment, right?” Aiba surrendered to the HanaDan couple (as if he had any other choice…)
“Yeah, she knows. So you should just sleep and leave everything to her, okay?” Jun asked firmly.
“Okay” Aiba answered obediently.
“Good boy…” Jun said smiling. “I have to go now. My photo shoot starts in an hour or so… Bye-bye, Aiba-chan! And take care of yourself!”
“Hai! Ja ne, Jun-pon!”
Aiba closed his phone and wiped a silent tear from his face. He had no idea what would he do without Jun and Mao. He touched his tummy lightly again.
“You’ll have a wonderful uncle and aunt, you know, my angel? You would deserve a lot more but it’s the all I can give you, I guess, since you won't have your papa…” he mumbled before drifted into sleep…
A/N: I guess it will be a bit not my style cause what I wrote to this already is totally not the fluffy/cheesy stuff I used to writing but I hope you'll still like it so please drop some comments after reading!:) Yoroshiku!^^