…I’ve hated Mickey ever since…
Tlk to da hend ventaus
((OH MY GODWHAT IS THIS))
Home Is Where the Hurt Is
The blond was only brought into a deeper depression as he had begun telling her not to feel bad, pulling her into his arms and cooing her with his voice. She was brought back into sanctuary, the heat being released from his body and his arms brushing against her back gave her the feeling of home all over again. To her surprise, she was brought with the question of having their child. She could hear their daughters whine, Harikena must have been crying for her to be fed or changed. Blue eyes were slowly brought upwards to his, nodding slowly with a smile that crossed her lips. The blond wasn’t going to lie, being a mother was tough, and especially being one alone… but now she would have the help of her boyfriend to put them back on their feet. It was a long slow pause before she nodded her head to come inside, taking his hands and pulling him into the large mansion they once shared. Now, she could hear her baby’s cry, bringing her face into a frown. Kicking off her blue sandals and quickly jogging over to the play pin her daughter once was sleeping in, she saw her petite arms flail and legs kick around for attention. The girl’s blue eyes watered with drool that covered her bottom lip, looking up to her mother and extending her arms.
“Oh, sweetie… Don’t cry…” Namine cooed as she gently lifted the baby into her arms and began rocking it in her arms. To be completely honest, she was afraid of ever leaving the child out of her own sight, and to see her flailing so much; it was like Harikena knew her father had returned to them. With blue eyes that shifted towards the male, she nodded her head for him to come forth and properly meet their baby girl. It took him a while, but with the warm breath she felt at her shoulder, Namine knew Ventus was behind her. Though Hariekna continued to cry and keep her eyes closed, the blond brought her free hand up to the baby’s smooth skin and began brushing her cheek with her index finger. “Kena… Harikena… Please don’t cry, Daddy is home now.” It was almost as if the child knew the words that escaped the blonds pale pink lips, instantly calming the child and opening it’s eyes to look to it’s surroundings. Namine lightly chuckled as she lifted the child closer and pressed her lips upon it’s forehead, seeing that now the little girl had smiled brightly towards her.
“She looks a lot like you… doesn’t she?” She chuckled as she continued to lightly bounce the child in her arms, keeping her eyes locked upon Harikena’s expressions to make sure she was treating her the way she liked to be held and admired. It had been tough nursing and bringing money to the needs the child had without someone’s help, she’d occasionally have to bring her brother Valor to come over and watch the child while she worked a few hours and returned home. In the end, Namine was able to cloth, feed, and buy accessories and diapers for the baby, with money to spend on bills that needed to be paid. “It was difficult…” She finally spoke after a minute of silence, bringing her gaze back over to the spiky haired blond. A free hand was brought into his hair as she gazed longingly into his eyes, not noticing his daughter looking towards him as well. “But now… I know we’ll be able to give her both the attention and needs she requires… Though you two were not met at birth, she needs a father in her life; and I hope you will be in my life aswell.”
With waiting for his response, she nodded her head over to the couch where they could sit. After stepping over countless toys that the child had tossed out and left a scattered pile, Namine sat on the couch and rested her back into the cushions. Harikena had found some interest with chewing on her hands, giggling once her mother had brought her finger into her tiny grasp and made a face towards the child that sucked on her finger; feeling her tongue’s salvia coat her clean finger tips. Namine had felt bad that Ventus was not able to witness and be there for the birth of his first child… but he’d be able to watch her grow and have a future of witnessing other births she’d possibly give. After seeing her child grow tired once more and seeing it’s eyes start to drop, the blond began thinking this was the perfect time of him to hold her. She then began slowly shifting the baby in her arms, making sure she did not squirm or grow uncomfortable before handing her to Ven.
“Would you like to hold you daughter?” Namine asked with a soft and slow smile.
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