12-2-2032

"tetsu! get over here!" oikawa shouts, "he's smiling!"

"what?!"

"he's smiling! oh my god tetsurou!"

kuroo runs into the room, nearly running into the baby bed, before jumping up and gasping as he spots the boy's smile.

"he's really smiling."

"he loves my face!" oikawa jokes, and kuroo flicks his forehead playfully.

"sure. as if anyone does."

"rude!"

28-2-2032

"i'm bored," oikawa whines as he sits next to kuroo on the couch, draping himself across his left side.

"are you now?" kuroo says absentmindedly, typing away on his phone.

"yeah, so pay attention to me," oikawa demands, swiftly turning off his phone. kuroo turns his eyes to him, a glare in his eye.

"tooru, that was an important email."

"not as important as i."

"shut up, you," kuroo sighs, kissing him quickly. oikawa grabs his face between his hands and refuses to let him pull back.

"christ, you're energetic," he murmurs, grabbing him by his thighs and lifting him on to his lap.

"you know what time it is?" oikawa asks between kisses.

"ten pm?"

"and what does that mean?"

"we should go to sleep?"

"the baby's asleep."

"ah," kuroo smirks, "i dunno, i'm still kinda tired though."

"it's been fucking nine days," oikawa hissed, "so you'd better carry me to the fucking bedroom right. fucking. now."

kuroo lifts him up, oikawa refusing to give him any breathing room as they head over to the bedroom, kuroo's buttons already coming undone.

they basically fall onto the bed, oikawa now beneath kuroo, pushing his blouse off over his shoulder as quickly as he can. kuroo works on oikawa's shirt in return. his movements are slower, but nonetheless perfectly placed, brushing against all of his soft spots.

oikawa's hands are on his zipper next, and straightforward as he's being, he maneuvers his pants off easily, and he sits up, pushing kuroo backwards.

"what's the plan?"

"well, i was hoping sex," oikawa shrugs, looking at him pointedly.

"haha, funny, so are we getting straight to the penetration or..?"

"jesus christ, do you have any sense of just rolling with it?" oikawa groans, "let me suck you off, you can fuck me after. good?"

"go for it," kuroo says, sitting on the edge of the bed. oikawa hurries in front of him, dropping to his knees, palming kuroo through his underwear, making him roll his head back, biting his lip. oikawa slides his boxers down, starts doing what he does so well, and kuroo moans, gripping the bedsheets.

"fuck, tooru," he moans, his breath accelerating as all of his blood runs south. with one hand he grabs oikawa's hair, gently gripping it.

"babe, please," he groans, to which oikawa replies, "please what?"

"more," he demands with a whimper, "more, just, more."

oikawa continues, slowly sliding his length further into his mouth, kuroo groaning at the heat of it—

and that's when they hear cries from the next room.

oikawa pulls off, and kuroo hasn't seen him look that annoyed in ages. "you have got to be fucking kidding me."

"babe, c'mon—"

"no, not 'come on'," he bites, standing up. "never mind. i'm going to him."

kuroo groans and falls backwards as oikawa walks out of the room, to kazuhiko's. he returns fifteen minutes later, and kuroo's repositioned himself, sitting against the headboard with a new t-shirt and briefs, his phone in his hand. oikawa lies down next to him, turning his back to him as he turns off the light. kuroo sighs.

"tooru, please."

"i'm gonna sleep," he grunts, pulling the blankets higher over his body.

"at least get changed," kuroo says as he turns the light back on, walking to their cupboard and grabbing some of oikawa's favourite clothes, sitting down next to his side of the bed.

oikawa turns around so he doesn't have to face him. kuroo sighs.

"tooru, i'm sorry, okay? i'm sorry he cried. i'm sorry."

"that's not it," oikawa groans, "i'm stressed. i'm stressed because of him and i'm stressed because i haven't fucking orgasmed in nine days and i know i'm being a little bitch, but i just want to relax for more than three minutes."

"you could've told me, you know you don't have to hide stuff from me," kuroo sighs, "we can ask someone to babysit tomorrow, so we have the day to ourselves. does that sound good to you? we can take our time to make it good, have half a day with no obligations, order pizza and hang around in our underwear."

"i didn't expect it to be this much," oikawa sniffs, turning around to him again, "i love him, so much, but i can't handle all of it. the crying and the constant attention... i'm dying here. and we barely have time together, with you working and with both of us taking care of him. i love having him most of the time, but sometimes i just want it to be us. i miss you."

"we can always create us," kuroo smiles, "he's been sleeping full nights more lately. he's already maturing really quickly. we'll try to create some more time for us, maybe that'll reduce the stress."

oikawa starts crying softly, and kuroo grabs ahold of him, pulling him in for an awkwardly coordinated hug.

"it's gonna be okay. don't you worry."

"thank you, tetsu," he sniffs into his shoulder, "thank you so much."

29-2-2032

"god, i needed to relax," oikawa sighed as he curled up against kuroo, fingers trailing over his chest, "thank you for suggesting that. i had a great day."

"of course you need some time to unwind. it's nothing unnatural," kuroo chuckled, kissing him softly, before resuming, "we'll do this more often, hmm?"

"yeah," he yawned, "more often."

kuroo held him as he drifted off.

12-7-2032

"dada."

oikawa freezes. kuroo spins around. they both stare at kazuhiko, who's comfortably laid in his shorter father's arms.

"did you hear that?" kuroo asked carefully.

"he said it," oikawa said quietly, "he said dada."

"dada!" kazuhiko says happily, nibbling on his sleeve.

"oh my god," kuroo says breathlessly, "he's saying dada. that means us. tooru, we are dada."

"he's talking!" oikawa squeals, kissing the little boy on the forehead, "tetsu, our kid can talk! talk!"

"what a miracle baby," kuroo whispers, "my god. what a miracle."

"he is almost six months..."

"a fucking miracle. i'm so happy."