Papa

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By: Milksettos on Ao3

Boris x Theodore

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Boris was a giddy mess.

He laid happily on Theo's bed, Popchyk laying on his chest as he pet him. He said in-coherent things in Russian to him from time to time, sometimes even cooing at the animal.

Theo just watched silently. Boris had told him about this- he forgot what he called it, but it had something to do with him being mentally a kid. Theo didn't fully understand, but he could only assume it was what was going on at the moment.

A few minutes later Boris sat up, moving Popchyk down to his lap, still petting the dog gently. "Mhm... Papa." he used his free arm to reach for Theo, making the other flush and his eyes widen. "I- uh- yes?"

He didn't respond, only reaching more. Theo was confused. "Do you want something?" Boris only hummed, continuing his reaching motion. "You want me?" a nod. "I... I don't understand, Boris."

Boris groaned, softly moving Popchyk off his lap, before shuffling his way over to the other side of the bed where Theo sat. He rested himself against the boy's stomach/lap area, grabbing onto one of his arms to wrap it around himself. Theo stared dumbfounded- he felt stupid for not realizing. He instinctively wrapped his other arm around the boy's shoulders, watching as he smiled and rested into him more.

Popchyk found his way back to Boris, curling up by his side, making the boy giggle a bit. Theo watched with a slight smile as Boris slowly fell asleep on top of him. He gave him a small kiss on the head before deciding to fall asleep himself.

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