Freshmeat

Freshman fresh meat, already tenderized. Indie non-fandom specific oc tracked tag: micxhh mun 21+

[dimmockrp]

“Want me to carry you to bed?” Dimmock offered. Honestly, he loved every moment that he held his son, and he was planning on taking advantage of it while he still could.

[micxhh-blog]

Micah was tired, and he was always more clumsy when tired. So, he nodded and put his arms up enough to help with Dimmock picking him up. “I think Emmy and Su are still sleeping.”

[dimmockrp]

“Yeah, I think so, too.” He kissed Micah’s brow as he carried him along. Gently he set his son in bed and tucked him in. With another kiss to the forehead, he whispered, “Love you.”

[micxhh-blog]

Once he was in bed Micah had immediately started to snuggle down and hold onto his plush lamb. “Love you too.” Though he was sleepy, he was still watching Dimmock carefully. He knew this was supposed to be a safe place, but he couldn’t help but be anxious most of the time. “You gonna to bed soon too?”

[dimmockrp]

Dimmock smiled and held him close. He pressed a kiss to Micah’s hair.

“Promise. I love you, Micah.”

[micxhh-blog]

“I love you too.” Micah answered with a little bit of a nod. “I’m gonna go back to bed.” He mumbled, he was pretty sleepy still, understandable since it was pretty late for him to be up. The little boy wriggled loose from the hug and finished his water, putting the cup on the counter and rubbing his eyes a little bit.

[dimmockrp]

“Want me to carry you to bed?” Dimmock offered. Honestly, he loved every moment that he held his son, and he was planning on taking advantage of it while he still could.

[micxhh-blog]

Micah was tired, and he was always more clumsy when tired. So, he’d nodded and put his arms up enough to help with Dimmock picking him up. “I think Emmy and Su are still sleeping.”

[dimmockrp]

Dimmock nodded. “Yeah. But it’s gonna be okay. You’re not in any danger.” He held out his arms for a hug. 

[micxhh-blog]

Micah loved hugs, so he was immediately hugging Dimmock and burying his face down into Dimmock’s shoulder. “You promise?”

[dimmockrp]

Dimmock smiled and held him close. He pressed a kiss to Micah’s hair.

“Promise. I love you, Micah.”

[micxhh-blog]

“I love you too.” Micah answered with a little bit of a nod. “I’m gonna go back to bed.” He mumbled, he was pretty sleepy still, understandable since it was pretty late for him to be up. The little boy wriggled loose from the hug and finished his water, putting the cup on the counter and rubbing his eyes a little bit.

[dimmockrp]

“Work,” Dimmock admitted. “This case needs to be solved fast, so I’m putting some extra time into it.”

[micxhh-blog]

“Oh.” Micah nodded a little bit, it made sense that someone would bring work home with them. “Is it a really bad one?”

[dimmockrp]

Dimmock nodded. “Yeah. But it’s gonna be okay. You’re not in any danger.” He held out his arms for a hug. 

[micxhh-blog]

Micah loved hugs, so he was immediately hugging Dimmock and burying his face down into Dimmock’s shoulder. “You promise?”

[dimmockrp]

“Of course, Micah. You just sit tight while I get it for you, okay?” 

He quickly grabbed a plastic cup and filled it with water. Dimmock knelt down and handed the cup to him.

“There you go.” 

[micxhh-blog]

He nodded and took the offered cup. “Thank you.” Micah mumbled quietly as he started to drink the water. “Why are you up so late?”

[dimmockrp]

“Work,” Dimmock admitted. “This case needs to be solved fast, so I’m putting some extra time into it.”

[micxhh-blog]

“Oh.” Micah nodded a little bit, it made sense that someone would bring work home with them. “Is it a really bad one?”

[dimmockrp]

Dimmock looked up at Micah and smiled gently. 

“Hey, Champ. Need anything? You thirsty?”

[micxhh-blog]

The child froze up a little bit before nodding. “I just wanted to get some water.” More from habit he was holding his cast-covered arm against his chest. “I-I didn’t wanna be in trouble.”

[dimmockrp]

“Of course, Micah. You just sit tight while I get it for you, okay?” 

He quickly grabbed a plastic cup and filled it with water. Dimmock knelt down and handed the cup to him.

“There you go.” 

[micxhh-blog]

He nodded and took the offered cup. “Thank you.” Micah mumbled quietly as he started to drink the water. “Why are you up so late?”

[dimmockrp]

Dimmock looked up at Micah and smiled gently. 

“Hey, Champ. Need anything? You thirsty?”

[micxhh-blog]

The child froze up a little bit before nodding. “I just wanted to get some water.” More from habit he was holding his cast-covered arm against his chest. “I-I didn’t wanna be in trouble.”

[micxhh-blog]

He was still pretty small, but he wasn’t skin and bone anymore. Micah crawled out of his bed and sleepily shuffled across the room to the hall, then to the stairs, then down and to the kitchen. Little Micah hadn’t expected to find a light on, and he certainly hadn’t expected to see his adoptive father sitting at the table.

Suddenly his plan to just grab a kitchen chair so he could reach the cups to get his water seemed so ridiculous. The child wasn’t tall enough to reach up into the cabinets yet, but maybe he could get one from the little dish rack on the counter without being noticed?

[hurricaneheroine]

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[imworthfivedollars]

Parrish made a mental note of all of the items they needed. He wrapped an arm around Micah and shifted so he was slightly in front of Micah.

“My son rescued him,” he explained. “Just finished with his first vet appointment, so now we’re trying to make sure we have all of the stuff Smoothie needs. We’ve got a dog, but this is my first time taking care of a cat.”

[micxhh-blog]

The girl just nodded along as she listened, backing up a little seeing how uneasy Micah looked. “Well, my cat really likes the squeaky birds. And the little balls with the bells in them, she loves those. If noise is an issue then we have the feather teasers and little birds that don’t squeak.”

Micah didn’t really answer, looking at Parrish. He wasn’t sure how much noise would be too much noise considering the size of the household. If it was up to him, personally, he’d just get whatever Smoothie seemed to like.

[imworthfivedollars]

“Thanks, Scott. I really appreciate it, and I know Micah does, too.” 

Parrish was grabbing some stuff for Lenore when Micah showed him the collar.

“That is the da-rn cutest collar I’ve ever seen in my life.”

[micxhh-blog]

Micah grinned and set the collar down into the cart. “So; we got the food, litter, a collar... Scratching stuff? And toys?” He was pretty excited, but was trying to keep from rushing about too fast. He didn’t want to jostle poor Smoothie around too much. “And a carrier, he needs a carrier for when we take him to Deaton again.” 

A girl nearby paused, turning to look at them before approaching. “Hey, you guys finding everything okay?” Micah immediately got quiet, sliding a little closer to Parrish. “And who’s this little fluff nugget?” She gestured a little towards Smoothie, who started to squirm in Micah’s arms again.

“Smoothie.” Micah answered, hesitating before adding on. “I just got him.”

[imworthfivedollars]

“Well, we’ll keep him safe and sound at home in the meantime. What kind of kitten food should we get? Anything we need to watch out for since he’s so little?”

[micxhh-blog]

“Well, there’s not really one brand we seriously recommend, just ones that really aren’t good for him. I’ll grab the list for those, so you know what not to get.” When Scott set Smoothie down, Micah immediately scooped him up and gently pet his back as he watched the other grab a paper and scribble out some things on it. 

Of course, once they had wrapped up at the clinic they’d gone to the store to get the supplies and food. Micah was cradling Smoothie in one arm while looking at collars, occasionally grabbing one and bringing it a little closer so Smoothie could get a proper look at it. Not that he was really interested in the collars anyway. “Jordan, what about this one?” It was a simple collar made to look like a little bow tie.

[imworthfivedollars]

Parrish opened the door so Micah could go first, then went out after him. They soon arrived at the clini and introduced Scott to the kitten. 

“How does he look?”

[micxhh-blog]

Scott was gentle holding the kitten and looking him over. “Thin, barely old enough to be on his own I think.” Smoothie was wriggling about, obviously not used to some of the ways Scott was touching him to examine him. “Apart from that he seems healthy all things considered. I checked him for a chip, and there isn’t one. I think he’s either a friendly feral or a stray.”

Immediately, Micah was looking at Parrish. Wordlessly asking again if they could keep the kitten. “Do we have to leave him here to get neutered?” He ended up saying to Scott, who shook his head.

“Don’t think he weighs enough yet. Has to be at least two pounds for that.”

[imworthfivedollars]

“Yeah, but the girl’s appendix burst, so she can’t do the show. She’ll be okay, though. Em saw her at the hospital yesterday.”

[micxhh-blog]

“Good, I wouldn’t want her to be really sick. They’re opening up soon right? Is xe gonna be able to get everything down in time?” He was making sure he had everything in his pockets using the hand that wasn’t holding Smoothie. Phone, wallet, keys. The important things.

[imworthfivedollars]

“In a month and a half. Em’s already been memorizing the lines, I think, so she’ll do well.”

[micxhh-blog]

Micah nodded again and shifted Smoothie to coo at him a little bit. “Let’s go, so we can get Smoothie taken care of.” He was excited to be able to keep the kitten, having previously planned on hiding him and sneaking him in and out to take care of him.

[imworthfivedollars]

“Yeah, but the girl’s appendix burst, so she can’t do the show. She’ll be okay, though. Em saw her at the hospital yesterday.”

[micxhh-blog]

“Good, I wouldn’t want her to be really sick. They’re opening up soon right? Is xe gonna be able to get everything down in time?” He was making sure he had everything in his pockets using the hand that wasn’t holding Smoothie. Phone, wallet, keys. The important things.

[imworthfivedollars]

“You can hold him in the backseat. I think it’ll be okay. It’s not far, and I’ll drive slowly.”

“Sometimes I forgot xe’s in the play, too.”

[micxhh-blog]

“Okay.” Micah was petting Smoothie absent-mindedly as he nodded. “Xe only just solidly got it right? Cause wasn’t xe the understudy originally?”

[imworthfivedollars]

“Yeah. Let’s go Deaton’s now, and we can go to the store straight after that. Em’s still at play practice so she won’t be home for a while.”

[micxhh-blog]

“Yeah?” He was starting to smile a bit now, hesitating just a moment before gently reaching to take Smoothie. And, while annoyed at being moved, Smoothing curled up in Micah’s arms. “We don’t have a crate for him, to take him to Deaton’s. Lenore’s is too big for him.”

The mention of Em’s play practice made him pause. “Oh yeah, their play... I almost forgot about it. Conor’s had me go through lines with him but I still forgot about it.”