《Little shinso Oneshots! [DISCONTINUED]》Skeet
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Seros pov
I fucked up, I FUCKED up. Denki would be home in thirty minutes and I just gave shinso soda, shinsos bedtime is in three hours, what am I gonna do??! Toshi was on the couch bouncing where he sat with a panda stuffie in hand, I tried giving him water, I gave him veggies, I even tried getting him to suck on a lemon, but he was still super hyper. Like crack worthy hyper. After a while of scrambling around I heard a car door slam, all color drained from my face as I ran to the door, but Toshi got there first "daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Shinso cheered hugging denki as he walked in, denki hugged him back "there's my sweet boy!" Denki said kissing his head, Toshi smiled at him "guess what daddy!" Denki smiled "what baby?" Before Toshi could say anything I sprinted over to them "heyyy babe! How was work!" I kissed his cheek and took his bag "work was fine darling anyways Toshi what did you wanna tell me" I slowly backed away as shinso started to talk "dada gave me fizzy juice!" Denki took a minutes to process what he just said, but he turned to me "Toshi honey can you go play in the living room I need to talk to dada" Toshi nodded and waddled off, I yeeted to our room but denki easily caught up with me "sero what.the.fuck" I turned to him and rubbed my neck
"look Toshi gave me those puppy eyes and I just couldn't say no!" Denki sighed "sero do you know what time shinso goes to bed at" "....eight o'clock" "that's right and what time is it?" "Six o'clock" I said, denki nodded "and if he doesn't calm down by then he's never going to bed" I felt horrible because I knew Toshi doesn't fall asleep easy. "Sero, look I know your sorry but Jesus" I was about to say something when I noticed shinso behind denki, he was just standing looking down, he had on his normal clothing again and his hair clips weren't in his hair anymore. "Toshi baby?" I said making denki turn around, shinso looked up at us he had clearly been crying "honey what's wrong?" Denki asked taking a couple steps towards him "I-I heard you guys f-fighting so I um...." shinso said messing with his shirt, I placed my hands over my mouth and denki looked absolutely heart broken "you got out of little space because we were fighting" shinso nodded "I-I wanted to show y-you that I'm a good b-boy" denki closed his eyes and a sob escaped his lips, "oh baby I'm so sorry" denki hugged shinso tightly and I walked up and hugged the both of them.
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Shinso started crying as well and he slipped deep back into his headspace making his knees buckle from under him, I picked him up and denki kissed all over his face "we are so so so sorry baby we didn't mean to make you feel like you needed to get out of little space" denki said, I kissed shinsos tears away and rubbed circles into his back "I-I sowwy" shinso sniffed making grabby hands at denki, I handed him to denki to which denki took him and held him on his hip. Shinso hugged denki tightly "I-I drew ou a picture" I heard Toshi mumble, denki smiled softly as he wiped his tears "can I see it baby?" Shinso nodded, denki carried Toshi to the living room where crayons were scattered and a single piece of paper was on the ground, denki put shinso down and Toshi waddled to the paper picking it up. "Lookie!" Shinso said handing denki the paper, on it was all of us (as stick figures) holding hands in a field of flowers, denki and I smiled wide "it's beautiful baby!!" Denki said smothering shinsos cheeks with kisses, shinso giggled and held his face in his hands
"I'm gonna hang it on the fridge! So that I can see it all the time" denki said setting the picture next to him. Shinso smiled and hugged denki again "I wub you sssooooooooooooooooo much!!" Shinso says snuggling into denkis chest, denki smiles wide and hugged Toshi back "you wanna get ready for bed princess?" I asked petting shinsos head, he nodded and let me pick him up. I carried him to the bathroom and while he brushed his hair/brushed his teeth I got out his jammies, I helped him slip them on before laying down on the bed with him "you know we love you very much right?" I asked petting Toshis hair, "I know dada! And I wub you more!" After a bit denki comes in and cuddles shinso from his side of the bed, denki was out like a light while it took shinso about seven minutes to fall asleep and start snoring. I cuddled shinso more and I to fell asleep....I also then proceeded to fall off the bed and sleep on the floor.
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50 And Above
A collection of short stories ranging from comedy to sci-fi, from horror to psychological...in short, a plethora of genres. A few short stories are as short as 50 words. And some...with over a few thousand words (Not to worry! Those ones will be divided into a few chapters!)But never will any of the stories have less than 50 words! In short (pun intended!), ranging from a tidbit for those who just want to take a short break to a hearty breakfast for those who want a full-fledged 'short story', there is everything! Author's Note: Hello everyone! I actually wrote the part written below as a post-script in a pre-chapter author's note in the first chapter! I should have written it here! Well, here goes! I'll update a story every Mon, Wed and Fri...well, as many stories I have right now. If I write more (when I have the time since I have to devote time to my other fiction "A Student...Like You"), I'll post those new ones then!
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