Hi Hi! I have a request for your designation: miracles stories! I am hoping this message reaches you as my tumblr hates when i sends asks lol. This is my second attempt so please ignore if you received my first. I always send a second just to be safe. ANYWHO I love how you write Akashi and Furihata, so may I request something with those two? feel free to add the other miracles as well hehe. Maybe along the lines of what Akashi's reaction would be to Furi being around children hehe. Thank you! :)
“Akashi…are you scared of the four year old?”
Akashi pulls himself up with all the injured dignity of a cat. “No. Don’t be ridiculous, Furi. I just do not see the point of interacting with creatures whose cognitive capabilities have not fully developed yet. Please take it away now.”
“I don’t know his parents! That would be weird. I’m pretty sure there are rules about interacting with other people’s kids.” Furihata looks down at the sticky four-year-old boy, who is staring up at both of them wide-eyed, gnawing on a popsicle.
“Furihata,” Akashi says, his voice slightly odd. “Do you not know how to take care of children?”
“Well, not particularly,” Furihata says, sounding doubtful. “I mean, I’ve never really been around kids all that much. All my cousins are around my age, and it’s not like I have any nieces or nephews, so I just never had much opportunity to interact with them.” The kid is getting closer to them so Furihata smiles encouragingly. “Hi!” He wants to pat the kid on the head, but again, he’s pretty sure you’re not supposed to just touch strangers’ kids, even if the woman had left the boy under Akashi’s watchful eye.
“I see,” Akashi says, moving slightly back in a way that was almost unnoticeable. “I was somewhat counting on the fact that you would know how to handle children.”
“Why?” Furihata asks quizzically. Akashi doesn’t respond right away, but the child takes another step forward and Akashi takes another step back almost automatically, and then it clicks. “You are scared of kids!”
“I am not afraid of anything,” Akashi seethes.
“You are!” Then the rest of it falls in place. “Wait, were you expecting me to do all the parenting? Of any hypothetical future children?”
“Not all of it,” Akashi replies stiffly. “Just until they’re about thirteen. Then I am sure I would be able to do my fair share of the responsibilities.”
“Or we could adopt after they are already in their teens, as my father did. That seems like the most reasonable solution.”
“I can’t believe you!” Furihata is equal parts thrilled by the fact that Akashi has been thinking about their relationship in long enough terms that he’s imagining children, but also super irritated that he had been slotted as the sole caregiver for all children under twelve. He bends down to the small child and says, “How are you?”
The small child stares at Akashi. “He’s very red.”
“He is!” Furihata says gleefully. “You should go give the red onii-chan a very big hug.”
The boy giggles and flings his sticky self (complete with popsicle) at Akashi, who is visibly flustered as he tries to escape, “Stop! Don’t touch me– ack.”
Furihata laughs at the expression on Akashi’s face– he’s never seen Akashi so off-balance before. Since Akashi didn’t actually Order the child away, Furihata figures their future children will be OK.
A/N: Thanks, friend! Sorry for the lateness! And thank you, anon-friend, that is so kind of you to say! I don’t see Akashi getting embarrassed too easily, but I thought him being flustered would work quite well with this other prompt I had, so I hope you enjoyed!