one x one [vaermina & scaredofmostthings]

[vaermina]

ＲＯＭＥＯ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x25 years old II. cis malex III.xformer bianchi don


indentwhen romeo woke up, it was dark in his bedroom. and cold. slowly, the man stirred awake, having fallen asleep on his stomach. he couldn't help the small whine that escaped him when he felt the soreness in his ribs from sleeping in such a position. next to him in the blankets lay bear, the large dog encompassing pretty much the entirety of the other half of the bed. romeo rolled over onto his back, leaning up with a slight grunt to check the clock on the nightstand. it was early in the morning. he resisted the urge to groan. how the hell did he fall asleep at five in the morning and his body wakes him up not even four hours later? it had been a pretty rough night, too. the past two days have been pretty good; apart from the occasional cry because of basic baby needs, sam hasn't been hard to handle. this night had been different, though, when a pretty nasty stretch of bad weather came through. bear had freaked out in a capacity romeo has never seen from him before. every crack of thunder or bolt of lightning would cause him to run around the house, barking and whimpering, knocking over anything that could possibly be in his way. and it had begun around midnight, when romeo and sam were asleep, and of course the sound of bear having a meltdown and sam beginning to cry from the racket was enough to wake him up. it took hours to both calm down bear and lull sam to sleep because if bear kept barking and howling, it would trigger an episode from sam and it had just been a vicious cycle. definitely not the best starting weekend. romeo grunted again as he moved off of the bed, careful not to make too much noise in the dark. he wasn't wearing a shirt, only pajama bottoms, so it was no wonder he felt so cold. he peered into sam's crib, content to see the baby sound asleep. he was going to let him sleep. he could hear bear jump off the bed as romeo left the bedroom, going into the kitchen. he fixed a chair that had been knocked over in last night's chaos before he went over to the counter to try and make some coffee. today was the day rosie would came back to his place to pick up sam. he wasn't sure if she was coming this morning or tonight but knowing how uneasy she was to leave him, she'd probably want to arrive as soon as possible. behind him, bear was sitting in the doorway, watching romeo. of course, romeo couldn't be mad at bear - he probably had anxiety with thunderstorms - but he was still a little bit overwhelmed from last night.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Rosie grumbled as her eyes blinked open, all chances of falling back asleep fading with every second. Today was the last day Sam would be left with Romeo, and Rosie was debating leaving him there until noon so she could lay in bed awhile longer. As much as she missed her son, it was tempting. Eventually though she pulled herself out of bed, dragging herself to the coffee machine. She'd head over around ten, as Romeo was likely to be awake by then, and Sam would hopefully have his morning needs dealt with. She hadn't been able to visit over the weekend, an emergency at the courthouse taking away most of her free weekend and leaving her with little time to do much. At least she'd been promised an extra vacation day for the trouble. As her coffee brewed, she leaned against the counter to look around the apartment, noting the soda stain on the rug and Sam's toys scattered throughout. Perhaps she should take after Romeo, get a cuddly animal to keep her company in the abscence of the baby.

'Maybe I'll just have another kid' Rosie thought idly, before tearing herself out of that particular train of thought. That was dangerous territory. But... Perhaps a sibling would be good for Sam, they'd be able to look out for each other and each would always have a friend. Rosie had always wished she had a sibling growing up, a big brother to protect her from Otto's anger, or a big sister to teach her how the world worked before she was forced to teach herself. She'd always envied Romeos siblings and their relationships, and back at the compound she hadn't even considered Sam being their only kid.

[vaermina]

ＲＯＭＥＯ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x25 years old II. cis malex III.xformer bianchi don


indentromeo was barely able to sip his coffee before he heard soft whimpers coming from the bedroom that quickly spiraled into crying. well, it looked like someone was awake. he put his mug down onto the counter and squeezed past bear to quickly enter the bedroom. he turned on the light so he could see but he didn't even need the light because he could hear the source of crying coming from the crib. "hey, baby, it's okay," he tried to soothe the child as he carefully scooped him out of his crib, sam teary-eyed and squirming. "what's wrong, little man? had a hard time sleeping?" he could quickly conclude he didn't need a diaper change. maybe he just wanted to be held and then laid back down to sleep? when romeo moved his arms even a fraction of an inch, like he were going to lay sam down, it only seemed to make the baby more agitated, like he did not want to be put down. "okay," romeo said more to himself than sam. "okay, are you hungry? do you want something to eat?" he took sam to the kitchen, where bear was still sitting. sam seemed to quiet down when romeo held him against his chest, like he found more solace in being held than lying down in his crib. when romeo began to lower him into his high chair, though, he was greeted by a sharp wail that almost startled him. "okay. so you're not hungry?" to someone else, romeo would probably look like an idiot talking to sam like the baby could reply back but romeo was quickly finding himself stressed out. he held sam against his chest again, who instantly began to quiet down and cuddled his small head against romeo's collarbone.
indentromeo felt like he was holding dynamite that was going to explode at the wrong move. did he just want to be held, then? he's heard of babies sometimes being so fussy they'd cry whenever their parents attempted to put them down. he's never experienced that with sam until now but maybe yesterday night stressed him out and he wanted to sleep on his dad's chest. god, romeo had been a crime boss and handled all the pressures and dangers of being a criminal like nothing but dealing with a baby who you could not really tell what was wrong was the thing that was going to unravel him. romeo carefully walked into the living room, slowly taking a seat on one of the recliners. "shh, it's okay," he reassured sam when he shifted. "just please do not cry." bear followed him out of the kitchen, coming over to him to look at him almost questioningly.

[Scaredofmostthings]

Rosie quickly shook her head, trying to rid herself of the thoughts flooding her mind. There wasn't room in her life for another kid, not right now anyway. Plus, there was no real way for her to have one, the idea of even having that covmersation with Romeo made her blush. Maybe one day, if she found someone else, she'd consider it. For now, she ought to get dressed and head over to pick up Sam.

She took a cab to Romeos place, planning to walk home with Sam since the skies were clear and it didn't look like the thunderstorm last night would be repeating itself. She knocked on the door his apsrtment, leaning against the frame as she waited for him to open the door.

[vaermina]

ＲＯＭＥＯ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x25 years old II. cis malex III.xformer bianchi don


indentromeo sat silently in the chair, staring blankly into space while sam cuddled against him. he probably looked like a crazy person, having spent most of the night trying to soothe an upset sam to sleep while also trying to stop his hulk of a dog from destroying his apartment. he had no idea how rosie could stand multiple nights of fussy sam because romeo already felt like gouging out his own eyeballs. in-fact, he had no idea how anyone could deal with this. especially mothers who had multiple children like his own mother. romeo was sure he had been a pain in the butt as a baby and he had been terrible to deal with as a teenager, that's for sure. dealing with a crying baby where you can't really understand the clear reason why they're upset will definitely put you in a bad head-space. was he sick? no, he couldn't be. if he was sick, he was sure sam would be crying constantly. he could feel the baby's drool against his skin but he did not dare shift him, in fear he'd start wailing again. but he seemed fine when picked up. he didn't even hear the knock on the door until bear gave a small 'ruff'. romeo stood up, still holding sam as carefully as possible as he went over to the door. he unlocked it with his free hand before he opened it, revealing rosie. "hi."

[Scaredofmostthings]

Rosie raised her eyebrows at Romeo as he opened the door looking like he'd just been to hell and back, "you look like death," she said bluntly, before focusing her attention on Sam, "hello baby. Mommy missed you." She beamed down at the baby, surprising herself with how relieved she was to see he was still happy and healthy.

[vaermina]

ＲＯＭＥＯ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x25 years old II. cis malex III.xformer bianchi don


indent"thanks," he responded back impassively, feeling himself growing more agitated. as much as he loved sam with all of his heart, holding the baby right now felt like holding hot coals that were growing increasingly unbearable to hold. he did not waste a second to slowly transfer the drowsy babe to his mother, although his movements were careful and almost frightened, like one wrong move would elicit tears. luckily, it didn't since sam seemed to recognize his mother and who he was being handed to. "i'll go get his stuff," he said once he transferred sam to rosie. he went back into his bedroom to collect his bag and stroller. he hissed when he accidentally kicked a basket bear had knocked over last night and for a brief moment, he felt like throwing it through the window. with a soft sigh, he took a breath before he made sure all of sam's things were packed. he picked up the bag before pushing the stroller out of the bedroom and back to the front door.

[Scaredofmostthings]

"Are you alright?" Rosie asked when Romeo returned with Sam's things, "you seem... Tense." She wouldn't be surprised if it had been a rough weekend for Romeo. He'd never been alone with Sam during the day, let alone and night and Rosie knew more than well how stressful a baby could be. Perhaps a whole weekend was too far a leap for the first try.

[vaermina]

ＲＯＭＥＯ ＢＩＡＮＣＨＩxxx
I.x25 years old II. cis malex III.xformer bianchi don


indentromeo took a seat on the couch, expecting rosie to head off with sam. her question startled him, not having anticipated her asking such a thing. "yeah," he responded. "just... yeah." he was just tired and inundated. this was the first time since sam was a newborn that romeo has actually taken care of him for an extended period of time, he would just have to get used to it and try to learn sam's habits and routine behaviors. he did not really want to voice his stress either because it didn't really matter and he didn't want rosie thinking he was far too incompetent to take care of sam. he's already had to go through a whole year without really being around sam as much as he liked, he did not want to put himself back to square one. and although romeo had bear, he couldn't compare his dog to his own son's company so in many ways, sam was one of the only good things romeo actually had going for him right now. god knows how he hated this town, there wasn't many things he was particularly fond of right now.

[Scaredofmostthings]

"Alright," Rosie said, not really believing him, "first time fully alone with the baby can be tough. I didn't sleep my first week in town becuase I wasn't used to be the only one left to care for the baby. You'll get the hang of it eventually." She assured him, laying Sam down in his stroller, smiling sweetly at the baby, "ever thought of having another one?" She asked idly, mostly just courious of Romeos reaction.