Baby Mine.
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ziggyplayedguitarFor Hand Holding prompt 1. tiny hands in big hands
Ziggy had been out for the day and came back to the townhouse early in the evening. Greeted by the cats and the sound of Mick quietly playing his guitar. The Anthean brought his little sister along for the evening. She was getting bigger and needed to spend time with others to develop properly, a quirk that wasn't likely to be unique to Anthean children.
“Mick?” He called as he closed the door and shifted his sister in his arms. She was cooing and playing with the flpped up collar of his jumpsuit. Seeing Mick, Ziggy went to kiss his cheek and let Zayda greet her brother. Always, she grabbed his hair and Ziggy laughed while trying to work the tiny fingers out of his partner's hair. There were feelings this moment pulled to the surface. The desire to be a family, to start a family with Mick. Of course, that was for the future but it didn't stop the flutter in Ziggy's heart when he thought about it.
“How was your day, Zig?” Mick asked while taking his free hand for a squeeze.
All he could do was smile and lead Mick toward the livingroom and the plush couch. When Mick sat the Anthean crawled into his lap, holding his little sister in his lap. It felt good to feel Mick's arms around him and he leaned into the human's shoulders. Ziggy was playing with Zayda's tiny fingers when Mick wrapped both of their hands in his larger one. There was a daintiness to Ziggy's long thin fingers in the human's hands. He stared at their hands while watching their fingers intertwine and Zayda's even tinier hands wrapping around their fingers while she made the high pitched baby talk of an Anthean.
Mick nuzzled into Ziggy's cheek and pulled them both closer. The singer glanced at his guitarist out of the corner of his eyes, smile broadening to the point his cheeks ached. If true happiness existed, without pain, then this was a part of it. Ziggy took a breath and watched Zayda lean into Mick's chest with his bigger hands still around the delicate fingers.
“Mick?” Ziggy asked after a few moments.
“Hmmm...?” Mick looked to his girlfriend, kissing the Anthean's temple.
“Someday... maybe we'll sit like this with our little girl?” Ziggy couldn't keep the thoughts inside. He looked forward to the future. “...or maybe a boy who can be covered in mud like you were? You'll be a good father to our children.”
Mick blushed bright across the cheeks until Ziggy giggled. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Mick.” Ziggy leaned his head on the human's shoulder watching his little sister in their lap. This was perfect.
Ziggy had been out for the day and came back to the townhouse early in the evening. Greeted by the cats and the sound of Mick quietly playing his guitar. The Anthean brought his little sister along for the evening. She was getting bigger and needed to spend time with others to develop properly, a quirk that wasn't likely to be unique to Anthean children.
“Mick?” He called as he closed the door and shifted his sister in his arms. She was cooing and playing with the flpped up collar of his jumpsuit. Seeing Mick, Ziggy went to kiss his cheek and let Zayda greet her brother. Always, she grabbed his hair and Ziggy laughed while trying to work the tiny fingers out of his partner's hair. There were feelings this moment pulled to the surface. The desire to be a family, to start a family with Mick. Of course, that was for the future but it didn't stop the flutter in Ziggy's heart when he thought about it.
“How was your day, Zig?” Mick asked while taking his free hand for a squeeze.
All he could do was smile and lead Mick toward the livingroom and the plush couch. When Mick sat the Anthean crawled into his lap, holding his little sister in his lap. It felt good to feel Mick's arms around him and he leaned into the human's shoulders. Ziggy was playing with Zayda's tiny fingers when Mick wrapped both of their hands in his larger one. There was a daintiness to Ziggy's long thin fingers in the human's hands. He stared at their hands while watching their fingers intertwine and Zayda's even tinier hands wrapping around their fingers while she made the high pitched baby talk of an Anthean.
Mick nuzzled into Ziggy's cheek and pulled them both closer. The singer glanced at his guitarist out of the corner of his eyes, smile broadening to the point his cheeks ached. If true happiness existed, without pain, then this was a part of it. Ziggy took a breath and watched Zayda lean into Mick's chest with his bigger hands still around the delicate fingers.
“Mick?” Ziggy asked after a few moments.
“Hmmm...?” Mick looked to his girlfriend, kissing the Anthean's temple.
“Someday... maybe we'll sit like this with our little girl?” Ziggy couldn't keep the thoughts inside. He looked forward to the future. “...or maybe a boy who can be covered in mud like you were? You'll be a good father to our children.”
Mick blushed bright across the cheeks until Ziggy giggled. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Mick.” Ziggy leaned his head on the human's shoulder watching his little sister in their lap. This was perfect.
