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scriveynerTitle: orange
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
AU: Babyfic
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi, Keiko
Rating: T
Length: 354
Summary:
Sometimes the only warning Gotou got was the creaking of the couch.
He didn’t even have time to look around, as a solid weight collided with his back and side, heavy enough to make him stagger to one side but not fall. “Got you!” Keiko crowed, faded old orange blanket tied around her neck. Gotou lifted his arm and craned his neck to see her.
She was, unsurprisingly, wearing only her cape.
“Why are you naked again?” Gotou asked, and Keiko frowned.
“Not naked! I have a cape! See!”
Masayoshi emerged from the hallway with the clothes that Keiko had once again escaped. “There she is,” he said with a sigh, and held out her clothes to Gotou. “Your turn.”
“Nooo!” Keiko moaned, and clung to the back of Gotou’s hooded sweatshirt.
“Masanori’s down for his nap,” Masayoshi said. “But Keiko wouldn’t settle down, and I turned my back for a minute…”
Gotou finally managed to unhook the cape-wearing nudist from his back. She half-heartedly squirmed in his arms, but papa wouldn’t let her go when she was naked, unlike daddy. “I sure hope you grow out of this soon,” Gotou grumbled, and Masayoshi smirked.
“You did,” he said, and Gotou glared at him.
“Never bring that up again,” he said icily, and Masayoshi grinned wider. “I’m not letting you talk to my mother ever again, either.”
“She tells me all sorts of interesting things though,” Masayoshi said, in a gentle teasing voice, and Gotou snorted. Keiko squirmed in his arms again, then tugged the knot that kept the cape wrapped around her shoulders, pulling it free and using Gotou’s sudden confusion to slip out of his hands and run away down the hall.
“Annnd she’s loose again,” Gotou said as he dropped the blanket.
Masayoshi shrugged. “I’m on it.”
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
AU: Babyfic
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi, Keiko
Rating: T
Length: 354
Summary:
Sometimes the only warning Gotou got was the creaking of the couch.
He didn’t even have time to look around, as a solid weight collided with his back and side, heavy enough to make him stagger to one side but not fall. “Got you!” Keiko crowed, faded old orange blanket tied around her neck. Gotou lifted his arm and craned his neck to see her.
She was, unsurprisingly, wearing only her cape.
“Why are you naked again?” Gotou asked, and Keiko frowned.
“Not naked! I have a cape! See!”
Masayoshi emerged from the hallway with the clothes that Keiko had once again escaped. “There she is,” he said with a sigh, and held out her clothes to Gotou. “Your turn.”
“Nooo!” Keiko moaned, and clung to the back of Gotou’s hooded sweatshirt.
“Masanori’s down for his nap,” Masayoshi said. “But Keiko wouldn’t settle down, and I turned my back for a minute…”
Gotou finally managed to unhook the cape-wearing nudist from his back. She half-heartedly squirmed in his arms, but papa wouldn’t let her go when she was naked, unlike daddy. “I sure hope you grow out of this soon,” Gotou grumbled, and Masayoshi smirked.
“You did,” he said, and Gotou glared at him.
“Never bring that up again,” he said icily, and Masayoshi grinned wider. “I’m not letting you talk to my mother ever again, either.”
“She tells me all sorts of interesting things though,” Masayoshi said, in a gentle teasing voice, and Gotou snorted. Keiko squirmed in his arms again, then tugged the knot that kept the cape wrapped around her shoulders, pulling it free and using Gotou’s sudden confusion to slip out of his hands and run away down the hall.
“Annnd she’s loose again,” Gotou said as he dropped the blanket.
Masayoshi shrugged. “I’m on it.”
