firebirdscratches prompted: trembling hands, collapse, tender
This is set in fbs' own "Best Selves" universe.
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trembling hands
"Ready? I was born ready. Let's do this," Michelangelo said firmly. But he couldn't hide the tremble of his hand as he took Nick's. Their eyes locked and Nick saw at once the fearfulness at the heart of his husband's baby blue eyes.
Nick smiled and ran an affectionate hand back over Michelangelo's cheek. "Hey, babe, relax. We got this."
Michelangelo's mouth twitched in a weak smile, but before he could respond the door opened and a neatly dressed woman stepped out into the corridor, smiling at them.
"Michelangelo and Niko? How nice to meet you. I'm Gail. Why don't you come into my office and we can go over the adoption process together."
collapse
"Uuuggghhhhhhh," Michelangelo groaned as he flopped down onto the bed beside Nick, and stared dazedly at the ceiling. "I swear to God, I have never been so tired in my life. Anyone who thinks ninjitsu is a challenge has never been a parent. I'm too tired to brush my teeth. I'm too tired to go pee. I'm too tired to pull the covers up. I'm too tired to scratch my nose. Heck, I'm too tired to wiggle my big toe. I just wanna close my eyes and go to sleep for a zillion years and never ever do anything ever again."
Nick rolled over with a smile and ran his fingertips up over the taut muscle of Michelangelo's thigh, his lidded eyes smouldering.
"Wanna fool around?"
Michelangelo's eyes snapped open and he grinned up at his husband, flinging his arms around his neck. "Ah, I can sleep when I'm dead."
tender
"Hey babe," Michelangelo pushed the door open and tramped wearily into the apartment, two steaming pizza boxes clasped in his hands. "Oh boy, today was a very special kind of torture. Your bro could give the Marquis de Sade a run for his money. I just picked us up a couple of pies," he continued to chatter as he dumped his keys on the hallstand and ambled into the living room. "Thought we could just watch a movie - hey I think Fast n Furious 15 is out on Netflix - " he came to an abrupt halt as he beheld the sight that greeted him.
Niko was sprawled in the recliner, his head thrown back, slack-jawed and snoring. Cradled gently in his arms was their daughter, one chubby cheek mashed against his ample chest, dark lashes curling against her brown skin, her lips softly parted. As Nick breathed deeply, his chest rose and Bianca rose with it.
Michelangelo could only stand and stare for a moment, a goofy smile running up the corners of his mouth, his chest suddenly tight and full.
He quietly placed the pizza boxes on the coffee table and crept over to the recliner. Gently, he smoothed tangled curls back over Nick's head and ran a finger over the curve of Bianca's cheek. Then he bent over and kissed each one of them in turn.
