[FIC] - Christmas Cookies - Ruki/Kai - PG - Oneshot
Title: Christmas Cookies
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Genre: Mpreg, romance, crack?
Pairings: Ruki/Kai
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Written for little_witch27.
Rainchaser's Archive
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She was beaming when her father tied the apron's strings behind her back. Her very own apron. Black with a huge white skull on the front, adorned with rhinestones.
"This is so awesome!" Shiori piped, tugging at the black frills (with tiny polka dots) that framed the whole apron.
"You like it?" Asked Ruki, perking an amused brow.
"I love it!" She turned around to hug him. "Thank you!"
She was all over her set up ingredients in no time. It was the first of December, just the perfect excuse to let her break hell lose in Kai's beloved kitchen. Ruki leaned back, a smug smile on his lips. There was nothing like watching his precious baby getting creative. Not to mention the angry sex it usually triggered after Kai found out that Ruki didn't stop her from doodling on the wall or pausing a movie to take a marker and draw some birds into the sky right on the television screen. Shiori had always been quite a handful.
And how she stood there, five years old, pony tail, glasses, on that little stool so she could beat the dough with her black rolling pin. Flour was floating in clouds into every which direction.
"Remember what your mommy said, the dough has to be half a centimeter flat and even or else your cookies will crumble into pieces." Ruki said, chuckling as flour settled on her black hair.
"Like this?" He asked, pointing at her work.
Ruki got up, his jewelry clinking as he walked over.
"Looks perfect. You're a natural."
Gosh, that smile of hers that moment.
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"You've got to be kidding me." Kai gaped at the sight of his kitchen. To say it in simple words: it was a mess. Flour, dough rests, icing, sugar pearls no matter where he looked.
"Mommy!" Shiori chirped, jumping off her chair to run towards Kai who patted her hair.
"Hey sweetheart, what have you been doing in here?" He asked, smiling at his daughter but Ruki could already see a vein appearing on his forehead.
"We were baking cookies!" She hugged the drummer's legs.
"Love, you were baking cookies, I was just supervising." Ruki explained, making his child feel proud for having done something on her own and fueling Kai's at him. Not that Kai could be angry with him for real.
"Supervising. As if." Kai moved over to where his lover was seated, legs crossed, smirk adorning his full lips. Ruki held up a glistening black bowl.
"You're so full of it, Ruki."
Kai looked at the creations of his family. He took one cookie and held it up. "A skull shaped cookie? Really? Where do you get all that stuff!"
"It's tasty, though." Ruki snagged the cookie, iced with white chocolate and ate it in one bite.
"And what's that?" He held up another.
"It's a K. We made Fs and Us and Cs, too." Oh, that grin.
Shiori climbed back on her chair. "And we put silver pearls on them! Try it!"
"You can't let her bake words like" he mouthed fuck, "she's only five years-" he was stopped by a cookie in his mouth. A delicious cookie. "This is good."
"Told you so." Ruki ate a U. "My creativity, your cooking skills, she's going to be a big one."
"Big one!" Shiori shouted, standing on her chair, arms up above her head.
Defeated, Kai sat down at the table with his lover and child. "I love the lot of you, you know that?"
"Of course we do." Ruki said, laughing as Shiori draped herself all over Kai's back.
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SHIORI(詩織): Japanese name meaning "poem; weave."
Usually I don't write that pairing, but whatever, this had to be done XD.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Genre: Mpreg, romance, crack?
Pairings: Ruki/Kai
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Written for little_witch27.
Rainchaser's Archive
______________________________
She was beaming when her father tied the apron's strings behind her back. Her very own apron. Black with a huge white skull on the front, adorned with rhinestones.
"This is so awesome!" Shiori piped, tugging at the black frills (with tiny polka dots) that framed the whole apron.
"You like it?" Asked Ruki, perking an amused brow.
"I love it!" She turned around to hug him. "Thank you!"
She was all over her set up ingredients in no time. It was the first of December, just the perfect excuse to let her break hell lose in Kai's beloved kitchen. Ruki leaned back, a smug smile on his lips. There was nothing like watching his precious baby getting creative. Not to mention the angry sex it usually triggered after Kai found out that Ruki didn't stop her from doodling on the wall or pausing a movie to take a marker and draw some birds into the sky right on the television screen. Shiori had always been quite a handful.
And how she stood there, five years old, pony tail, glasses, on that little stool so she could beat the dough with her black rolling pin. Flour was floating in clouds into every which direction.
"Remember what your mommy said, the dough has to be half a centimeter flat and even or else your cookies will crumble into pieces." Ruki said, chuckling as flour settled on her black hair.
"Like this?" He asked, pointing at her work.
Ruki got up, his jewelry clinking as he walked over.
"Looks perfect. You're a natural."
Gosh, that smile of hers that moment.
- - -
"You've got to be kidding me." Kai gaped at the sight of his kitchen. To say it in simple words: it was a mess. Flour, dough rests, icing, sugar pearls no matter where he looked.
"Mommy!" Shiori chirped, jumping off her chair to run towards Kai who patted her hair.
"Hey sweetheart, what have you been doing in here?" He asked, smiling at his daughter but Ruki could already see a vein appearing on his forehead.
"We were baking cookies!" She hugged the drummer's legs.
"Love, you were baking cookies, I was just supervising." Ruki explained, making his child feel proud for having done something on her own and fueling Kai's at him. Not that Kai could be angry with him for real.
"Supervising. As if." Kai moved over to where his lover was seated, legs crossed, smirk adorning his full lips. Ruki held up a glistening black bowl.
"You're so full of it, Ruki."
Kai looked at the creations of his family. He took one cookie and held it up. "A skull shaped cookie? Really? Where do you get all that stuff!"
"It's tasty, though." Ruki snagged the cookie, iced with white chocolate and ate it in one bite.
"And what's that?" He held up another.
"It's a K. We made Fs and Us and Cs, too." Oh, that grin.
Shiori climbed back on her chair. "And we put silver pearls on them! Try it!"
"You can't let her bake words like" he mouthed fuck, "she's only five years-" he was stopped by a cookie in his mouth. A delicious cookie. "This is good."
"Told you so." Ruki ate a U. "My creativity, your cooking skills, she's going to be a big one."
"Big one!" Shiori shouted, standing on her chair, arms up above her head.
Defeated, Kai sat down at the table with his lover and child. "I love the lot of you, you know that?"
"Of course we do." Ruki said, laughing as Shiori draped herself all over Kai's back.
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SHIORI(詩織): Japanese name meaning "poem; weave."
Usually I don't write that pairing, but whatever, this had to be done XD.