Kids (a MIKA fanfic)

Relax.

A/n
So this chapter gets more mature than the rest of the story has gotten. It's not terrible but I thought I'd warn you...

I decided that Fortuné and mum had had a long journey and needed to go back to the house rather than wait for Micheal and I to finish work for the day so I dropped him off at the studio and drove them back with Evelyn. They were going to get her ready for bed at least and hopefully getting her to sleep before we were back but that was less likely.

By the time I was back at the studio with Micheal, it was getting dark and there was no one there except us. Micheal had a key so he could get in but I was stuck outside when I got here so I had to give him a call and tell him that I was there.

He smiled widely at me when he opened the door. We were finally alone after a long day of work and the stress of being mobbed with our child with us.

He sighed heavily and shut the door behind me saying "it's nice and peaceful here"

"And were finally alone to enjoy the quiet" I added on.

Micheal wrapped his arms around my body from behind and kissed my neck happily. We waddled into the room where we first met and I grinned at the memory. Micheal continued to place kisses all down my neck and it brought me out of my world of memories, back through reality and into a world of peace with him.

After over two years together, he sure knew how my body worked. He knew how my brain worked and how to change my thinking.

I had a little bit of an idea of how his worked too. A little bit.

I closed my eyes and leant back into his warm body. As I did this, he quickly bent down and picked me up.

"I told you we'd finish it later." He whispered.

"Oh shit" I smiled.

Micheal carried me over to the couch and dropped me onto it. I knew exactly what was about to happen and I knew that Fort had been spot on when he said what would happen.

It starts with the tickling.

He straddled me to keep me from jumping up and started to tickle me violently. He has no mercy and I couldn't help but laugh and try my hardest to escape him. I retired to tickle back but it had no effect.

I don't quite know what happened but we ended up kissing. Fort was completely right about us.

Micheal lifted himself up, keeping his face close to mine but allowing his hands access to my chest. He lightly tickled along my collarbone and I remained laying helpless under his weight holding my arms by my sides.

"I suppose we better work so that we can get home" he spoke quietly, not breaking eye contact.

I nodded with a small smile.

We got up and played a couple of times through song. We then recorded one instruct a time as we usually did and the song was recorded before we knew it. We sent it to Kirsty ready for it to be sent of for a final mix and packed away what we had used.

I was ready to go home and stop working for a bit. It had been a long day and I needed to properly relax.

When we got home, Eve was sat by the door waiting for us. She was in her pjs and she was ready to sleep but I knew she probably wouldn't without one of her dads there at least.

Both of us took her to bed and read her a story so that she would settle down. She was struggling to keep her eyes open when the story was over so we stayed in with her while she drifted off to sleep.

We joined Fort and mum in a drink and had a good catch up until they needed to sleep.

Micheal and I said goodnight to them and went into the kitchen for a glass of water and something to eat as we missed out on mums dinner earlier.

It was only 10 o'clock however it had been a long day for mum and Fortuné with travel. This wasn't all bad though because Micheal and I got some more time alone. We quietly made dinner together and ate it by candle light at the table.

We discussed our days and, after we had eaten, showed one another the merch prototypes that we had collected.

"Ross it looks great! I love the colours that you've used!" Micheal chimed at the sight of the shirt with my design on.

Our shirts looked amazing with each of our individual designs and the joint one which merged the two in a bright and bold way. It all looked ready to sell and it was just prototypes!

After a while, we began to get ready for bed so I took a shower and he joined me. I still absolutely loved showering with him and I think he felt the same because we just made each other feel so safe and loved. If I ever felt bad about my lower body or my top surgery scars or anything else about my body, he turned the frustration into contentment.

There was one things that I had been thinking about however that I hadn't talked to him about yet and I decided that the shower was a good time to tell him.

I took a deep breath and looked into his eyes.

"I think I want bottom surgery"