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To say that it had been a rough start to their day was an understatement. At three fifteen in the morning a Luca-shaped shadow stood in the doorway with tears rolling down his cheeks holding his fingers together.
“Luca, honey what’s wrong” A shirtless Shane slides out of bed slowly as to not scare the boy crying at the entryway. “D-daddy” is all the boy gets out before he starts to sob louder. Shane takes in the sight in front of him luca wailing in his now soaking-wet teddy bear PJs with his blankie clutched in one hand and paci clipped to his shirt still. “Honey, did you have an accident what’s going on bub?” Shane sweeps the very wet boy up onto his hip and walks him into the bathroom.
“Malysh, what’s going on?” Ilya calls out, accent thick with sleep, rubbing his eyes to see the situation in front of him. “Lu had an accident, it’s all good babe go get some rest” Ilya climbs over to Shane and kisses his head “cпасибо malysh” As Shane soothes the boy by starting to run a bath.
Luca is so sleepy, the exhaustion and terror of the night seeping into the boy. “Sh sh sh honey you’re okay luca it’s all okay daddy will fix it don’t you worry” Bouncing the boy on his hip over and over until the wailing quiets and it’s just little blubbers and sighs. “Can we take a big deep breath buddy? You can do it with Daddy, okay?” Luca, much like his daddy was not the best at regulating his feelings, especially when small like this. After stuttering and hiccuping his way through five big deep breaths, Luca's tears had slowed to a halt. “There we go buddy you’re okay; Daddy’s here” Shane rocked the boy until the bath was ready. Stripping the boy out of his wet pants, soaked pull-up, and somehow wet top. Shane placed the boy in the bath scented with calming lavender and gentle soap that Luca likes. Big eyes look up at Shane. “daddy im sorry; I didn’t mean to” Shane continued to pour the big cups of water gently on the boy. “Honey, you know you have nothing to be sorry about this is what Daddy and Papa are for huh?” Luca nods sniffling. He reaches his hands out for snuggles with Daddy. “Sweet pea almost done okay? Then you can have all the snuggles you want in the big bed with Daddy and Papa, okay?” Luca whines but nods.
Once the boy is all clean, shane starts to think- 1. luca used the bathroom last night before bed, every single night they place the little on the toilet and ask him to try as good practice for when the boy is eventually big and ( no thank you daddy i am not wearing a pull up to practice) 2. he didn’t have anything different liquid wise, just his water. It seemed like the more Luca nursed the more accidents the boy had. He put the thought in his mind to talk to Ilya about buying the boy some nighttime diapers and rash cream after this night's accident.
Holding his hand shane helps the boy out of the bath into a warm fluffy towel wrapping him night and right while hugging the boy. “better sweetheart?” luca nods looking sleepier by the minute, “let’s get you a new pull up and jammies bud” the boy is whisked off to his little room with sweet little glow in the dark stars on the ceiling, shane flips on the lamp on the lowest setting and lays luca down on his dinosaur changing mat. Shane reached into the changing drawer to find the single pack of diapers they had bought when Luca decided to start being their little. Time to take these out again. And a blue polka-dotted pair of soft PJs
The boy immediately bursts into tears, “Daddy, no up please” “Buddy, you need clean pants okay?” Luca started sobbing and kicking his feet. Shane grabbed both feet with one hand ( thank you for big beefy Shane Hudson) and quickly lifted them to slide the diaper under as fast as possible. The boy continued to squirm and cry as the rash cream and powder were applied. Picking the boy up he slid him into his pants and took him right back onto his hip. Luca’s crying had slowed down a little but still enough to where Ilya had already cleaned up the boy's wet clothes and sheets and put them in the wash.
“Papa?” Luca wailed grabbing for Ilya, thankful for a small bit of relief for his arms shane passed the boy over. “Oh my myshka what is so wrong huh?” he says as he continues to hold the boy close to his chest bouncing him up and around the room. “Thanks for taking care of the sheets baby” Ilya nods and kisses Shane. Shane gets into bed with Ilya and Luca is quick to follow. Luca gets on the bed and immediately crawls between the two of them one hand on each.
Luca looks up at Ilya with his big blue eyes and wraps him into a big hug. Ilya ruffles the rookie's hair and pats his freshly diapered bottom. “Is this what I think it is, Shanya?” “Yup. These accidents have got to stop, they keep upsetting poor Lu, and he’s not sleeping well, not playing well and it could easily be solved with some diapers right?” “I agree, Malysh, just checking in” Lucas ' eyes are fluttering closed as he suddenly starts feeling around his daddy’s naked chest. ilya starts to chuckle “you really thought mishka would miss out on his milk?” at the mention of milk luca starts to pat his hand on daddy’s chest slowly at first and more aggressive “woah woah woah mishka watch it be gentle with daddy, that’s your milk right there you’re hitting” luca lets out a sigh and continues whining as ilya plays with the boys hair. “luca if you want milk can we ask nicely bud? and not slapping daddy’s chest ?” the boy just continues to whine and hit until shane scoops him up onto his chest “no? okay bud come on you can have some milk” luca is three steps ahead of shane already latching and quickly sucking to get the let down of milk then he starts to soothe only when the steady stream is feeding him. Shane closes his eyes and lets the boy rest as he snuffles around his latch happily suckling while rubbing his feet against Shane’s leg. “he’s gonna have a rough day at practice tomorrow that’s for sure” “Aren’t we all, Ilyusha?”
After a while luca starts to whine around Shane’s nipple, unsurprisingly the boy has drained his left side. This is Lucas's least favorite part of milk- the dreaded breaking of his precious latch of milk from Daddy. Shane slides his index finger between Lucas's lip and the nipple and the boy immediately wails “lu you drank all of that side's milk bud, cmere” he places the boy onto the right side and Lucas's wailing doesn’t help the frustrated boy latch. After a minute of rooting and failing to latch, Shane places a hand on the back of the boy's head, sits up in the bed, and guides Lucas's lips around the nipple. The relief is palpable, the little one goes limp into Shane’s arms and continues to suck aggressively. “Mishka, the milk is not going anywhere, let’s be gentle with Daddy, alright?” Ilyas's words don’t change anything for the boy who is whining around his latch and now sucking harder much to Shane’s displeasure. Shane settles down onto his back and wraps the blanket around them, one hand in Ilyas's hair and one in Lucas. His boys.
The next morning luca is missing from their bed- a telltale sign the boy is big. The boy likes to shower and then try to be as big as possible for the day before practice. Shane snuggles into Ilya, kissing him. “You are such a good daddy malysh, luca is lucky to have you” Shane smiles as he embraces his husband.
Downstairs, there’s a crash, a cry, and both boys are on their feet running to the kitchen. only to be met with luca and a shattered glass at his feet. “you okay luca?” the boy nods clearly trying to stay big throughout this whole endeavor. “i’m sorry pap- ilya sorry i didn’t mean to i just heard a noise and it slipped” shane was already grabbing a pair of slippers for each of them and the dust pan to clean the glass up. “just be careful bud maybe using the plastic utensils when we wake up huh?” “But I’m big ilya i don’t I don’t need that” The boys cleaned up the glass and now is the time to watch Luca. Due to the fact that the boy will not eat anything when he’s little that’s not milk or replacement shakes. The toast dinged, and Luca went over with his plastic plate (thanks, Papa) and quickly took it out, but not without burning his fingertip. luca lets out a hiccuping cry, “buddy you okay? just run it under some water, what did you want on your toast” luca was trying to be as strong as possible to not drop down immediately at the smallest inconvenience and beg for daddy and papa. “just jam please” “is that enough to fuel you through practice luca?” shane asks the boy while grabbing his overnight oats out of the fridge. “no dad- shane i need something else too?” luca says unsteadily as he winces at his red fingertips “let papa see malysh” “not a baby” ilya walks over to the sink to see the swollen fingertip “that looks like it hurts buddy, just keep running it under cold water i’ll grab you some burn cream” “thanks papa- i mean thanks ilya” shane and ilya look at eachother chuckling, their sweet luca fighting off his drop. The time was to watch to see if the boy ate his toast or if it would be a matter of minutes until he was begging daddy for milk. They sat at the breakfast table, Luca already slightly leaning to his right staring at his toast. “Come on let’s eat bud we gotta get to practice in a bit” “I’m eating shane i promise” but the boy continued to stare at the toast. “Mishka, do you not want your toast what’s wrong bud?” “Can I have my protein shake instead?” “Sure, Luca.” Ilya walks to the fridge to grab Luca his protein shake and hands it to the boy. “There you go bud” Luca can feel his hands trembling as he lifts up the bottle but doesn’t anticipate hearing Anya come in with Shane from outside which startles the boy and makes him spill his shake all over himself. The boy starts to cry immediately, hot wet tears flowing down his cheeks, he had been all clean, and now he wasn’t. Shane walked into the kitchen quickly feeling Anya and taking in the sight in front of him. “D-daddy,” Luca wailed kicking his feet and sobbing in his cold wooden chair. Shane and Ilya shared a glance, Ilya whipping out his phone to text Weibe that the boy would not be big at practice today. Ilya wishes he could have the boy stay home but he needs to be there alone with Shane to make sure the practice runs smoothly. He shoots a text to Harris as well asking if Troy is coming to sit at practice, troy just as much as Ilya and Shane needs to watch the team, or else he gets so stressed, which is why there’s a heavily pregnant Troy sitting on the bench every single practice running calls.
Shane changed and wiped up Lucas' face enough to where he looked presentable enough and the little one wasn’t crying from discomfort. Luca starts to whine and attempts to latch onto Shane when he’s standing in the kitchen from his hip. “Lu, if you want milk buddy can we wait until Daddy sits down” Luca nods fingers still on his nipple waiting impatiently for Daddy to sit. shane sits down and immediately luca is latching. “ i could’ve bet money last night this would’ve happened” ilya remarks as he kisses shane’s head. “as if this doesn’t happen every time the boy has an accident” shane smiles and kisses him back. “lets hope troy is feeling well enough to deal with all of this” ilya says gesturing towards the snuffling baby in his husbands lap. “i guess we’ll see”