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Short Stories of Venice: Sleepless Night

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Hi guys! I am soooo busy this week but I thought that there are too little Pete, Vegas and Venice scenes so from time to time I will add short stories about their little adventures. Hope you will like it, it's really short but I think it's cute. Sorry if this will disappoint you, guys, but remember, you can skip!

There are gonna be also Macau, Alcazio, Venice scenes and all possible combinations! ❤️

Month After Pete and Vegas Adopted Venice

It was four o'clock in the morning when the sounds of loud crying began to come from the electric nanny left next to the table in the main bedroom. For a brief moment, the sound spread through the place with no reaction from the sleeping people, but when the whimper intensified, Pete quickly rose to a sitting position, grabbing a helpful gadget.

- You or me? - murmured Vegas, who threw one of his hands over the man's hips, pulling his warm, naked body to himself. - Please say you, I'm dead tired.

- I'll go, no worries. He anyway prefers me, you're scaring him most of the times - Pete whispered in a hoarse voice, and stood up, putting on Vegas shirt from the couch.

- Good, I'm scary guy, he should be scared to.

- Scary guy but when I slept in Venice room, you came and tried to bribe him to let me go by giving tons of toys - Pete laughed, looking as spread on bed, man.

- He took you away for almost a week! - Vegas complained. - I have my needs too. Your warmth is not only for little monster, I can't sleep without it too.

- Can't believe you're being jealous over a freaking child - Pete laughed, kissing Vegas's temple and, without waiting for answer, leaving the place.

The corridor he went out into was completely dark, as there were no windows on their floor, but Pete knew the road perfectly, having walked it many times since last month, when they took Venice with them from the hospital. During the first days the child could not get used to the new place, so it often happened that he or Vegas spent their nights rocking and calming the boy, but from the last days everything began to calm down. Until today.

- Sir, you didn't have to come - Jenna looked towards, entering the baby room, Pete. She was holding Venice in her hands, trying to make kid go back to sleep. His reddened, tearful cheeks puffed up when he took a good breath into his lungs to cry again.

- It's fine, I can take care of it - Pete assured, and the child looked at him and immediately stretched out his tiny hands toward his favorite person, silently asking to hug him. - You can go to sleep. Tomorrow will be very busy day.

Completely enchanted by Venice's charm, Pete took him away from the tired nanny, assuring her that she could lie down, and after she left, he began to walk slowly around the room, humming quietly under his breath. For the first few minutes Venice cried, then slowly it turned into a quiet sobbing until he hiccupped twice and, cuddling his head into Pete's chest, closed his tired eyes while calming down, letting his dad's strong arms to make him fall asleep.

It took a long time before Pete decided to put the boy in the crib, who, as soon as the touch of his loved one's hands disappeared, woke up and, looking at his dad with grudge, screamed. Before his sadness turned into loud crying, Pete quickly took him back in his arms, and, kissing his forehead carefully, began to walk again, this time distracting the baby with his chatter.

- We are in a fussy mood today, hm sweetie? - warm voice said, and Venice looked at him with eyes filled by love. - Don't want to be alone? Do not be afraid, honey, you will never be. You already have a family that will never leave you. You have me and Papa Vegas and Brother Macau, and we all love you with all our hearts, though maybe some people don't show it that way.

Saying this, Pete smiled, and showed his beautiful dimples. Little hollows appeared on his blushed face, which always made Venice stretch out his small hand and press chubby finger where he could see them. Then boy giggled loudly, and Pete, touched by his cute behavior, also laughed, kissing the baby's tummy, just to immediately tickle it. This time it was no different and soon the room was filled with laughter and loud sounds of kissing.

- What's going on here? - asked a sleepy voice from behind the door.

Vegas, dressed only in pajama pants, looked at the two of them with his sleepy, tired eyes. The gaze softened as it fell on the joyful face of his lover, but when he turned to the child, his voice was slightly displeased.

- I was waiting for you - he murmured, directing the next words to the child, - go to sleep little monster, we also need it.

- Don't call him that - Pete asked quietly, but fell silent quickly when the man approached him, squeezing a loud kiss on his lips.

Then Vegas took the baby from his hands and, awkwardly, began to rock Venice, wanting him to fall asleep as soon as possible. For a time, Venice, confused by the sudden change of face in front of him, allowed himself to be rocked by someone other than Pete, but when he realized what had really happened, his eyes filled with tears and his mouth began to tremble, ready to scream.

- Give Venice to me - Pete quickly reacted, and Vegas, sighing, gave back the baby , just to sit down in an armchair opposite the cradle.

- You're pampering him, and that's why he is so fussy all the time - Vegas muttered, rubbing tired face with his hand.

Pete shook his head, not agreeing, and without thinking for a long time, he sat on Vegas' lap, resting his back against the edge of the piece of furniture. For a few seconds Pete corrected himself, making sure he would not fall to the ground with the child in his arms, and when he was sure that he would be comfortable sitting like this, Pete put his face in his lover's neck and sighed, tired but happy.

Venice, already calmed by the warmth of Pete's body, closed his tired eyes, putting small fist-folded hand to his mouth, and soon after there was silence in the room, interrupted only by the monotonous, calm breaths of the sleeping family.