Fic - Signet/Echo - babysitting the bugs
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lady_mabcan't stop won't stop another one from Lu of echo and signet playing babysitter while even and cascabel can have a date.
Echo is still reeling from the whirlwind meeting of Even's family. "This whole time…" they mutter, arm wrapped around the golden silk of Belgard to keep them upright. "I didn't even know!"
"There were some rather bigger issues at hand," Signet says with a laugh. She holds the youngest in her arms, swinging back and forth in one of the silken hammocks.
Echo's lips twitch, not quite a frown or a pout, but something in between. "There was months of downtime, but I didn't even think to ask him about it."
"Well, now you know." Her attention is still on the baby, a soft smile in place as she tickles their cheek with the tip of a finger.
Overhead, the other two clamber with all the reckless freedom of childhood through the tangled netting of Belgard's silks. She catches fast onto them the moment one starts to lose their grip, and they carry on with shrieks of delight -- not even noticing the lapse.
Echo watches them move, thinking with a pang of nostalgia of when they were younger, running all over the house and the hills with Ballad, before Legato was old enough.
Their laughter rings out through the cavernous space, and under it, Signet singing softly, and around it, Echo can feel Belgard's affection--warm and comforting.
"Signet?" they ask suddenly, and she glances up with a hmm?. "Do you want kids?"
Her expression shifts, a mild look of shock and confusion taking over. "What?"
Their words catch up with them and Echo goes warm and cold all at once. "Not--I mean. I'm not… I meant in general. Kids. In general. Not with me. Well, not that I wouldn't--" They cough, clear their throat, try and utterly fail to recover as they let themselves spin awkwardly around on the silk to avoid her gaze. "I'm sorry that was awkward."
She takes one of their hands in her own, and when they complete their spin, they find her considering the question with more seriousness than they had intended. "I think, if things had been different, maybe. As it is, it has been a… very long time since I have had a partner at my side that would even make me consider the possibility." Signet lifts their hand to her lips, placing a kiss on their knuckles.
It's easy, from there, to tilt their hand to cup her cheek in their palm. "You just… look very content right now," they say, letting their thumb trace her cheekbone.
Signet laughs. "Oh, it is very easy to be the aunt and spoil these little bugs rotten. And I was thinking about how happy they make Even -- his whole family. I have known him for a long time, and every time I see these children, I think about how much he deserves this happiness, and it makes me very happy."
Echo leans in to give her a kiss, and she lifts a hand to catch onto the collar of their jacket before they can pull too far back.
"You, also, make me very happy," she says in the space between them, before leaning in to kiss them again.
"OH NO!" one child shrieks overhead. "Kissing!!"
"Eww!!"
"I thought only our dads did that!"
"That's more bad!!!"
Echo and Signet break apart with a laugh. She places another quick kiss to their lips before she stands up.
"Here, it's your turn," she says, and guides Echo's hands to hold the sleeping baby.
"What? No, I don't know how to do this--"
Signet continues to rearrange them until the swaddled child is deposited safely into the cradle of their arms. "You'll be perfect," she says and kisses their cheek. Without waiting for them to say anything, she turns and begins to pull herself up the silks towards the other two kids to a delighted chorus of, "Auntie Signet!!"
Echo watches her go, as she catches up with them and peppers their cheeks with kisses. It doesn't take long before she joins them in whatever game they had been playing before.
Belgard gives them a gentle nudge, and they take the seat that Signet had abandoned. They kick their legs out, and she pushes them into an easy swing. "This makes me happy, too," Echo says, mostly to themself, but they can feel Belgard's affection, mingled undoubtedly with Signet's, wash over them.
Echo is still reeling from the whirlwind meeting of Even's family. "This whole time…" they mutter, arm wrapped around the golden silk of Belgard to keep them upright. "I didn't even know!"
"There were some rather bigger issues at hand," Signet says with a laugh. She holds the youngest in her arms, swinging back and forth in one of the silken hammocks.
Echo's lips twitch, not quite a frown or a pout, but something in between. "There was months of downtime, but I didn't even think to ask him about it."
"Well, now you know." Her attention is still on the baby, a soft smile in place as she tickles their cheek with the tip of a finger.
Overhead, the other two clamber with all the reckless freedom of childhood through the tangled netting of Belgard's silks. She catches fast onto them the moment one starts to lose their grip, and they carry on with shrieks of delight -- not even noticing the lapse.
Echo watches them move, thinking with a pang of nostalgia of when they were younger, running all over the house and the hills with Ballad, before Legato was old enough.
Their laughter rings out through the cavernous space, and under it, Signet singing softly, and around it, Echo can feel Belgard's affection--warm and comforting.
"Signet?" they ask suddenly, and she glances up with a hmm?. "Do you want kids?"
Her expression shifts, a mild look of shock and confusion taking over. "What?"
Their words catch up with them and Echo goes warm and cold all at once. "Not--I mean. I'm not… I meant in general. Kids. In general. Not with me. Well, not that I wouldn't--" They cough, clear their throat, try and utterly fail to recover as they let themselves spin awkwardly around on the silk to avoid her gaze. "I'm sorry that was awkward."
She takes one of their hands in her own, and when they complete their spin, they find her considering the question with more seriousness than they had intended. "I think, if things had been different, maybe. As it is, it has been a… very long time since I have had a partner at my side that would even make me consider the possibility." Signet lifts their hand to her lips, placing a kiss on their knuckles.
It's easy, from there, to tilt their hand to cup her cheek in their palm. "You just… look very content right now," they say, letting their thumb trace her cheekbone.
Signet laughs. "Oh, it is very easy to be the aunt and spoil these little bugs rotten. And I was thinking about how happy they make Even -- his whole family. I have known him for a long time, and every time I see these children, I think about how much he deserves this happiness, and it makes me very happy."
Echo leans in to give her a kiss, and she lifts a hand to catch onto the collar of their jacket before they can pull too far back.
"You, also, make me very happy," she says in the space between them, before leaning in to kiss them again.
"OH NO!" one child shrieks overhead. "Kissing!!"
"Eww!!"
"I thought only our dads did that!"
"That's more bad!!!"
Echo and Signet break apart with a laugh. She places another quick kiss to their lips before she stands up.
"Here, it's your turn," she says, and guides Echo's hands to hold the sleeping baby.
"What? No, I don't know how to do this--"
Signet continues to rearrange them until the swaddled child is deposited safely into the cradle of their arms. "You'll be perfect," she says and kisses their cheek. Without waiting for them to say anything, she turns and begins to pull herself up the silks towards the other two kids to a delighted chorus of, "Auntie Signet!!"
Echo watches her go, as she catches up with them and peppers their cheeks with kisses. It doesn't take long before she joins them in whatever game they had been playing before.
Belgard gives them a gentle nudge, and they take the seat that Signet had abandoned. They kick their legs out, and she pushes them into an easy swing. "This makes me happy, too," Echo says, mostly to themself, but they can feel Belgard's affection, mingled undoubtedly with Signet's, wash over them.
