Baby Class | SS Drabble 🍅🌸
“But, Sarada, you just got home!”
Sakura hears her daughter groaning as she stalks up the stairs, dismissing her plea.
The slam of a door makes her flinch, and Sakura sighs in relief when no other noise follows it. She feels exhausted – not only because of this exchange with her daughter, but she had a very busy day.
“Teenagers,” Sakura mumbles against the tiny head resting on her collarbone. She keeps bouncing her baby boy as she walks towards her husband. Thankfully, he didn’t wake up after all that ruckus.
“Again? I’m going to talk to her—”
“No, Anata, that’s ok,” she sighs, moving closer to him. “I think she’s just a little down; all the attention I used to give to her is now divided with this little one. She was an only child for twelve years.”
“Maybe you should spend some time with her,” he suggests, “have a girl’s night, braid each other’s hair, or whatever you girls do.”
“I can’t,” she sighs again, eyebrows creased with concern. “I have to take the baby downtown for a few appointments.”
“I’ll take him for you. This way I have the chance to have some son-father bonding time.”
“Oh, that’s so sweet, Anata!”
Sasuke takes their bundle of joy from her arms, already setting him in the crook of his neck, an arm embracing the tiny body to him. He plays with the baby’s little toes, then pokes his tiny aristocrat nose that’s a copy of his own.
“Thank you! Here’s his bag,” Sakura brings in the baby’s bag and everything her husband will need for the day. “You’ll need to take him to Dr. Tsunade first for a quick check up. Then you can go to his Baby Class in the nursery yard.”
“Sakura,” he says flatly. “I’m sure the last thing the baby needs is baby classes. Who knows better how to be a—”
“Oh dear,” Sakura rolls her eyes, as she approaches her boys.
“I love you to bits, but I will not laugh at the same dad’s joke again.”
She watches him as he scoffs, then pouts, clinging to the baby as if the tiny thing is the only one on his side. She kisses the mop of dark locks that’s so like his father’s and leaves, ready to find Sarada and do something more grown-up.
“Tch,” she hears from the other room. “It’s only you and me today, buddy. We men better stick together.”
She holds in a giggle as she climbs up the stairs, giddy to tell her daughter what just happened.
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🌸 A random little thing to lift your day while my busy week doesn’t allow me to work on rec lists or request as much as I wanted. :)
