human
Title: Human
Rating: PGish
Pairing: Allelujah/Marie
Warnings: Complete and utter fluff- kidfic
Marie sat on her couch in dismay- on her lap sat an infant of only 6 months. The infant was currently crying and all Marie knew how to do was feed it and burp it. She sighed as she tried to think of what might be the issue- was it the limited scope of what she knew how to do or was it something else? Maybe she needed a diaper change, Marie thought, and so she checked. She was not successful- her infant child was completely dry and completely full and she didn’t know what to think about it.
She sat on her couch and started to rock the baby, hoping it would calm her down. “What would make you feel better?” she asked calmly. Marie’s nerves were long lasting and so were her husband’s. The baby calmed down as she was rocked in her mother’s arms and yet she still had tears streaming from her eyes. “Marie,” a voice called from the other room. “You’ve been working so hard- you should eat something and let me take care of her.”
Marie smiled and sighed, “Thank you Allelujah, but ...It’s all right “ Marie looked up at Allelujah and he smiled. “Though, maybe you just want to hold her too, right? Maybe I’m being a little selfish. “ Allelujah shook his head and sat down beside her. “No, I understand. Though, I wonder what the problem could be?” Marie shook her head, “I don’t know, I did everything those books said…” Allelujah laughed a little, “Well, one more good reason we threw them out then.”
“I suppose so,” she laughed lightheartedly. She felt rather in the dark…she never had a childhood to critique things on. How was she supposed to know what babies like? Allelujah was even more in the dark, he didn’t even remember his original name, nonetheless did he know what babies liked. “Maybe..it’s just the only thing she can do at this point?” Allelujah mused. “She can barely speak afterall.” Marie looked at the baby and smiled, “Perhaps you’re right….still, I feel a little guilty,” she sighed, “Not knowing how to make her stop crying.”
Allelujah took the infant from her and smiled, “Don’t feel that way…I barely know what to do. If anything, I’m only good at remembering what a bunch of books say…” He put the baby on his knee and started to bounce her a little, trying to see if maybe she was just bored and wanted attention. The baby calmed down a little more, it’s cry becoming separated sobs that slowly started to subside. “No,” Marie said with a smile at him. “I think it’s just your fatherly instincts.” Allelujah looked at her with a flattered look, his cheeks were red and it was obvious something like that…was a huge compliment to him.
After all...he had been a soldier. A man who was meant to kill people. That he hadn’t been stripped of something that made him human, gentle, it was a huge compliment to him. He looked back at the little girl on his leg and smiled, “Do you really think so, Marie?” Marie nodded and then leaned her head against his shoulder. “I do…I never really had a father except for the colonel, …but I feel like that’s how you are, you’re…a really good dad, Allelujah.” Marie had a blush across her face as she said it, the idea that she knew such a concept in general made her feel a little better too. “Marie, you deserve the same compliment. You really devote yourself to her a lot…you’re…a good mother.” Marie shut her eyes and turned red, trying to hide the small excitement that put inside of her.
“Really, Allelujah?”
Their baby was laughing. They didn’t know a lot about their baby or how to make it happy, it was hard sometimes and they thought they weren’t fit to be parents. But it was a reassuring gesture to see her laugh after she’d cried- to be able to feel accepted by someone born into this world without the notion of killing or the idea of hurting people- unless you counted pulling hair.
For once in their lives there was a direction in their minds- there on the couch with each other and with their baby. It was a kind of pride they’d never be able to imitate.
It was the undeniable feeling of…humanity.
Rating: PGish
Pairing: Allelujah/Marie
Warnings: Complete and utter fluff- kidfic
Marie sat on her couch in dismay- on her lap sat an infant of only 6 months. The infant was currently crying and all Marie knew how to do was feed it and burp it. She sighed as she tried to think of what might be the issue- was it the limited scope of what she knew how to do or was it something else? Maybe she needed a diaper change, Marie thought, and so she checked. She was not successful- her infant child was completely dry and completely full and she didn’t know what to think about it.
She sat on her couch and started to rock the baby, hoping it would calm her down. “What would make you feel better?” she asked calmly. Marie’s nerves were long lasting and so were her husband’s. The baby calmed down as she was rocked in her mother’s arms and yet she still had tears streaming from her eyes. “Marie,” a voice called from the other room. “You’ve been working so hard- you should eat something and let me take care of her.”
Marie smiled and sighed, “Thank you Allelujah, but ...It’s all right “ Marie looked up at Allelujah and he smiled. “Though, maybe you just want to hold her too, right? Maybe I’m being a little selfish. “ Allelujah shook his head and sat down beside her. “No, I understand. Though, I wonder what the problem could be?” Marie shook her head, “I don’t know, I did everything those books said…” Allelujah laughed a little, “Well, one more good reason we threw them out then.”
“I suppose so,” she laughed lightheartedly. She felt rather in the dark…she never had a childhood to critique things on. How was she supposed to know what babies like? Allelujah was even more in the dark, he didn’t even remember his original name, nonetheless did he know what babies liked. “Maybe..it’s just the only thing she can do at this point?” Allelujah mused. “She can barely speak afterall.” Marie looked at the baby and smiled, “Perhaps you’re right….still, I feel a little guilty,” she sighed, “Not knowing how to make her stop crying.”
Allelujah took the infant from her and smiled, “Don’t feel that way…I barely know what to do. If anything, I’m only good at remembering what a bunch of books say…” He put the baby on his knee and started to bounce her a little, trying to see if maybe she was just bored and wanted attention. The baby calmed down a little more, it’s cry becoming separated sobs that slowly started to subside. “No,” Marie said with a smile at him. “I think it’s just your fatherly instincts.” Allelujah looked at her with a flattered look, his cheeks were red and it was obvious something like that…was a huge compliment to him.
After all...he had been a soldier. A man who was meant to kill people. That he hadn’t been stripped of something that made him human, gentle, it was a huge compliment to him. He looked back at the little girl on his leg and smiled, “Do you really think so, Marie?” Marie nodded and then leaned her head against his shoulder. “I do…I never really had a father except for the colonel, …but I feel like that’s how you are, you’re…a really good dad, Allelujah.” Marie had a blush across her face as she said it, the idea that she knew such a concept in general made her feel a little better too. “Marie, you deserve the same compliment. You really devote yourself to her a lot…you’re…a good mother.” Marie shut her eyes and turned red, trying to hide the small excitement that put inside of her.
“Really, Allelujah?”
Their baby was laughing. They didn’t know a lot about their baby or how to make it happy, it was hard sometimes and they thought they weren’t fit to be parents. But it was a reassuring gesture to see her laugh after she’d cried- to be able to feel accepted by someone born into this world without the notion of killing or the idea of hurting people- unless you counted pulling hair.
For once in their lives there was a direction in their minds- there on the couch with each other and with their baby. It was a kind of pride they’d never be able to imitate.
It was the undeniable feeling of…humanity.