#baranoyami

baranoyami replied to your post: -tackle hugs- I missed you.

-she laughed and settled down next to him- Where the hell have you been? I’ve been worried.

Missions. Gathering intelligence. Boring shit.

I'd much rather be home with you, my little rose. You know the right way to keep me company~

-He winks before laughing to show he was joking with her.

All my children are so cute, aren't they?

Makes me want to eat you up~

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A rose with venomous thorns, and... the smallest of Tigers I have ever seen.

You are:

[] A piece of trash[x] All right[x] Average[] Cute[] Beautiful[] Sexy[] Beyonce[] WTF does Beyonce have to do with anything, you’re just interesting 

If you kissed me I would:

[] Kiss you back[] Throw up[] Smile and laugh[x] Push you away[] Slap you

If you asked me out I would say:

[] That’s disgusting[x] No, sorry[] Yes[] Sweet Beysus yes (Beysus? WTS?)

Can we cuddle?

[] Don’t touch me lesser[x] No[x] I guess[] Yes

Sex?

Drabble requested by baranoyami, including her headcanon's about Rose's family in Ouroboros.

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Rose hadn’t left Barnaby’s side since he had been wounded during an assignment a week ago. Every time Liam checked in to bring the Ouroboros agent a plate of food, some medicine, or a change of bandages, Rose and little Caleb were always there. They never crowded Liam while he worked, so he didn’t mind their presence. Even at his young age, Caleb was respectful enough of the doctor’s presence to remain silent whenever he was in the room.

Even in the middle of the night when Barnaby was due for another round of morphine, Rose and Caleb were still there. Liam wasn’t sure what time it was—his sleep schedule was so unusual that he had little regard for day or night. He knew that it was dark outside and had been for some time, and judging by the mostly quiet state of the residential section of headquarters Liam guessed it was only a couple of hours until dawn.

Barnaby was asleep, though his slumber was fitful, and Rose lay half-sitting up in her usual chair beside the hospital bed. Caleb was the only one awake, and the child stared at his father with concern glistening in his large eyes. When Liam entered, the boy looked up hopefully and whispered, “Daddy needs his medicine to feel better.”

Liam grinned and held up the pills for Caleb to see.

“That’s why I’m here, little one. Why aren’t you asleep like your mum and dad?”

The child shrugged and made room for Liam at the bedside. Judging by the thin layer of sweat coating Barnaby’s forehead, he was in some amount of pain. He managed to wake up just enough to take his pills before closing his eyes again and attempting to return to sleep. Caleb tugged on the sleeve of Liam’s white coat and asked quietly, “Is Daddy going to be okay?”

Liam nodded with his best attempt at a reassuring smile as he produced an extra blanket from a cabinet in the room and walked over to Caleb’s mother. After draping it on top of her and tucking it around her shoulders, he lifted the child and placed him on the chair beside Rose.

“If your father was awake, he would want you in bed. It’s late you know.”

Caring for this family was doing odd things to him, the doctor realized as he silently left the room for the night.

Drabble requested by baranoyami, including her headcanons about Rose's family.

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He hated seeing Rose upset. Liam had never been close to her, but he had been her attending doctor when Caleb had been born. He had been the first one to hold her baby and the one to place him carefully in her arms. He had even once acted briefly as her psychologist. He knew her well enough from such interactions to know that she was a decent woman caught up in some unfavorable circumstances, and he secretly believed she deserved better than Ouroboros. There were days when he wondered if he actually cared about her. Such a feeling was unfamiliar to him—he had learned long ago that caring for someone only brought more hurt than good in the long run. With the exception of his brother, Alexei and maybe his primary assistant, Liam tried his hardest to not give a damn about anyone.

But it was hard not to give a damn about Rose.

She was in the medical wing of Ouroboros headquarters, head in her hands and fingers tangled in her own messy hair. Caleb sat beside her, young and clueless as his mother suffered in anguish. Barnaby, the child’s father, was down the hall in Liam’s care, wounded and unconscious and quickly losing blood. While it had only been a few hours since Rose had come running in with Kotetsu, who had carried the wounded agent into the operating room, it seemed more like days or weeks. Not knowing if Barnaby would be okay clouded her mind and released rivers of tears down her red-splotched cheeks.

The hand on her head brushing tangled bangs away from her face was unexpected and startling.

When she looked up to see the doctor looking down at her, she gasped and rose to her feet so quickly that Liam had to take a step backwards.

“Is Barnaby all right? Please tell me he didn’t—“

“He’ll be fine.”

Liam raised a small clear container to Rose’s eye level and shook it around. Five or six bullets rattled inside, each caked with blood that was only beginning to dry.

Love me

Finding time to spend together isn’t exactly easy.  Neither Barnaby nor Rose has bothered to tell their superiors of the relationship that has blossomed between them.  As far as they’re concerned, it’s not of dire importance to their employers.  For now, all they want is to enjoy each other’s presence, the oddly safe sense of security it brings them.  Even though their job titles couldn’t be anymore opposite, Barnaby doesn’t really see it that way anymore.Not when things had been explained.  In a sense, at the end of the day, they were both protecting people important to them.  It was the details that differed, and for someone that had been blinded by revenge, he could look the other way for her.For now anyway.  Much like with informing their employers, he would leave such things for later.  For now, he was content to be curled up with her, limbs entangled as they watched a favorite film of hers.  Phones turned off and set aside, a glass of wine for each.  It was as close to “date night” as it would ever get for the two.--

Shag me

How much time passed since he left the city completely? Barnaby didn't know when he walked up the stairs with heavy steps, not seemingly wanting to be there, yet at the same time - he wanted nothing else. It hadn't been easy taking the tough decision to leave his family, his girlfriend and their son, but for the sake of their own security he had to.

Before Barnaby left, not only he, but Rose in particular received unpleasant threats, both against her but also towards Caleb. The fucker doing it deserved to die, but it turned out they decided to go underground, making it near impossible for Barnaby to locate them. In other words - he failed completely with his personal mission.

It had been more than three months since he last saw Rose and Caleb, and despite he wasn't the ideal father to his son, he still felt an obligation to return home and take his responsibility. The reason he dreaded it, was because he didn't have the good news he wished for, that they were safe, that Rose and Caleb didn't have to move around places anymore. He feared Rose already made the new apartment into a cozy home, and the look she'd give him - despite not meaning to - would break his heart.

The blonde-haired man finally reached the door, inserted his key and turned it around. The moment he opened the door, his senses were greeted with the smell of pancakes and the typical smell of home. Not only that, but as soon as he shut the door, Barnaby came face to face with himself, yet not really himself because it was his son, and for a moment there - both of them shared the same surprised look on their face, until the younger of the two ran into the kitchen, screaming for their mother.