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It is about 10:35 at night. Tadashi and Hiro are fast asleep in their bedroom. Their 3-week-old son, Brayden James, is asleep in his crib out in the living room.
That is, until the piercing sound of their baby boy’s wails can be heard about 2 or 3 minutes later. Tadashi only rolls over and sleepily nudges Hiro, who awakens.
"Baby’s awake…"
Hiro groans at being awakened. “Again?” He questions, letting out a yawn and feeling very much like not leaving the bed.
"Unfortunately, yes. Now can you please…?"
"It’s your turn…" When he doesn’t get a response, he grumbles, "Fine, you lazy husband, I will. You stay here and not deal with the baby." Hiro rolls his eyes then reluctantly gets out of bed.
Hiro walks into the living room where Brayden is crying. “Ugh, why can’t you sleep like a normal human being? It’s like, 2 AM.” Hiro groans and picks the baby up, then starts bouncing him on his hip.
"Actually, it’s only 10:30." Says a sleepy voice from across the hall.
"Oh, shut up, you lazy asshole!" Hiro snaps exhaustedly, cradling his son and rocking him from side to side. "10:30 ten smirty. Feels more like 2 AM, so there." Hiro sticks his tongue out at Tadashi even though he can’t see it and starts humming a lullaby. "Please go back to sleep."
He sits down on the couch and begins to feed him. Tadashi comes out of the bedroom by that time.
"About time you got up, lazy. Up for a midnight snack?" Hiro teases, smirking as he feeds their son.
"Yeah, I actually am." Tadashi places his hand on Hiro’s crotch, to which Hiro responds to with a look of disgust.
"Tadashi, please, not in front of the baby. I swear, sometimes you’re an animal." Hiro shakes his head. "Sometimes I question who the older brother really is."
"Here, why don’t we put him back to bed and you can feed me instead." Tadashi tries to grab Brayden away from Hiro, and Hiro shakes his head.
"I wouldn’t interrupt his late-night feeding if I were you. You can feed yourself, you animal. You’re just gonna have to make do with a sandwich or something." Hiro says, rolling his eyes and looks back to Brayden. "At least you don’t ask Papa for weird things at night." He whispers to the baby, smirking.
"Really. So asking for milk from your tiny nipple isn’t a weird thing." Tadashi crosses his arms and cocks an eyebrow.
"No. No, it’s not. It’s natural. He’s a baby, Tadashi. Only going with his instincts. Apparently like you’re trying to. But it’s different." He sticks his tongue out at him.
"But I want to taste the sweet nectar from your pleasure stick.." Hiro glares at his husband, then rolls his eyes.
"Well, then maybe you should buy one if you want it so bad. Go buy a pixie stick or something."
"No… I want yours.."
"Babe, I’m feeding our son. Can you wait? Tadashi, please, go grab a pixie stick and pretend. Otherwise I will cut you off." Hiro says, wagging a finger.
"No.." Tadashi whines.
"Tadashi, I swear." Hiro sighs and throws a pillow at him. "Calm yourself."
Tadashi sulks and stalks off to the kitchen, grabbing a pixie stick and going back over to Hiro and Brayden. By then, the baby is done eating.
"I see you actually did it. Good boy." Hiro laughs as he sets Brayden back down in his crib. He kisses the baby’s tiny forehead and covers him up a bit more, then goes back into the bedroom.
Tadashi re-joins him and starts sucking the stick suggestively.
"Fuck you. Seriously, Tadashi, fuck you, I wanna go back to sleep. You can go suck on a bunch of popsicles, for all I care." Hiro grumbles and turns away from Tadashi.
The elder Hamada rolls his eyes and finishes off his pixie stick, throwing it into the trash bin by the bed. Then, he and Hiro fall asleep again…
…that is, until they’re awakened again.