Due to popular demand, Baby Talk has officially been expanded into an extended drabble series!
I want to thank all you precious people who nominated this for Best Fluffy Drabble/Oneshot for the Klaroline Awards (heck all those who nominated me for anything in general). Don't forget that voting is still going on so go follow your favs!
I decided to move this into it's own story because I have like eleventy billion ideas and prompts for this. I had a lot of fun with this universe so bear with me as I continue writing my beloved Klarerik :)
None of these drabbles are going to be chronologically in order, I just like the idea of random drabbles of their lives together :) These first two chapters are going to be the original drabble and the sequel, but I should have the BRAND NEW DRABBLE posted tomorrow afternoon!
Enjoy!
Klaus pushed his son's stroller into the coffee shop in desperate need of a pick-me-up. It was about noon on a Thursday and he was running low on energy. Erik, his 9 month old son was in the middle of teething and he had gotten less than four hours of sleep in the past few nights.
Single parenting was nothing to joke about.
His son was conceived after a drunken one night stand with a random woman he had met at a club. Erik's mother, Greta, had dropped the baby off on his door step about a month after his birth and then promptly died of a drug overdose nearly a week later. The only thing his son seemed to inherit from his mother was his nose, the rest of him was a spitting image of Klaus. Unfortunately, Erik was about as stubborn and pouty as he was as a child. According to Klaus' mother, he was in for a long ride with him.
As if on cue, his son began to sniffle and scrunch up his face to cry and Klaus sighed, reaching into the baby bag to grab his son's favorite teething ring. He loved his son, but he also loved and missed sleep. Taking a sip of his coffee, Klaus settled into the comfortable coffee shop couch. Erik sniffled and looked up at his father, his blond curls mussed from his latest crying fit. Klaus moved his son's bangs out of his face, Erik cooing at the motion. Smiling slightly at the content look on his son's face, he reached to undo him from the stroller and pulled him into his lap.
"Oh my God! He's so cute!"
Klaus smiled at Erik and looked up to say something to the melodic voice directed towards him but the words died on his lips. The voice belonged to the most beautiful blonde woman he'd ever seen. Her hair was shining in the sunlight that streamed from the windows, her smile just as bright. She was slim with legs that went on for miles, her sparkling blue-green eyes laid on his son.
"Thank you," Klaus managed to get out, her gaze moving to meet his. He felt a jolt of electricity coursing through his body as she turned her brilliant smile on him.
"You're son is adorable," she smiled shyly and Erik babbled back at her, causing her to giggle.
"Would you like to sit?" Klaus asked, scooting over to make room. She shook her head before he could finish moving.
"Oh no, I wouldn't want to impose," she started. "I'm sure your wife or girlfriend wouldn't like that."
"I don't have either one of those," Klaus shrugged, gesturing to the seat next to him.
"Your son's mother?" the blonde asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Not around, or alive," Klaus finished and her blue eyes filled with sadness.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, taking the seat next to him. Erik immediately reached out to the blonde who smiled at him. Latching a chubby hand around her finger, Erik made a beeline to shove it into his mouth.
"Oh sorry," Klaus muttered, trying to unravel his son's fist from the blonde's finger. She giggled before waving him off.
"No it's okay. I just washed my hands so I'm clean," she said, shooting him a smile. Erik stuck her finger in his mouth happily and Klaus sighed in amusement.
"Is he always this friendly?" the girl asked, ducking her head to make a face at Erik.
"Only with strangers," Klaus joked. She laughed and Erik giggled in response, making her face light up.
"I'm Klaus," he introduced, and she looked up at him, her sparkling eyes meeting his.
"I'm Caroline," she smiled. "Who is this little guy?"
"His name is Erik," Klaus said, looking down affectionately at his son. Erik looked up at the sound of his name, flashing a toothy smile at his father.
"Well, you are very cute Erik," Caroline said, tickling his son's side. Erik giggled, before making an attempt to crawl out of Klaus' lap to her.
"Oh ,Klaus- do you mind?" Caroline gestured in surprise as Erik promptly crawled into her lap. Klaus' eyes widened before shrugging.
"Apparently he's quite smitten with you, Caroline," Klaus chuckled, watching as Erik latched onto both of Caroline's hands and stood up in her lap.
"I bet he is with all the girls," she made a face at Erik who promptly laughed.
"Only the pretty ones," Klaus flirted, mentally smacking himself at her eye roll.
"Is your daddy usually this lame at pick up lines, Erik?" Caroline teased, talking to Erik in a quiet voice. She shot Klaus a wink, causing him to grin back at her. Erik cooed back to Caroline in response, throwing his body up against her chest, resting comfortably.
"How old is he?" Caroline asked, rubbing a soothing hand down Erik's back.
"9 months," Klaus remarked, "And already putting the moves on the ladies."
She smirked at him and then grimaced slightly.
"I think he likes my hair," she winced. She went to pull Erik away from her chest and sure enough, there was a mass of blonde hair wedged in his son's chubby hand.
"Son, let go," Klaus chastised lightly and went to pry his son's fingers apart. Erik whimpered and began to scrunch his face, fixing to pull an absolute fit. Caroline sensed Klaus' alarm and immediately placed Erik back on her chest.
"Eh, I could stand to lose a few hairs," she shrugged brightly and Klaus sighed tiredly.
"I'm so sorry. He's teething right now and-"
"Not much sleep?" Caroline guessed and he nodded before leaning back on the couch. He sipped his coffee and closed his eyes in bliss at the taste of it. He sat there for a minute listening to Caroline talk to Eric and him cooing back at her.
He opened his eyes to see Caroline looking at him amusedly. "I was worried you were going to fall asleep on me."
"Not on the first date," Klaus winked and she flushed in response, a smile creeping across her face.
"You wish," she teased.
He nodded his head back her. "I do."
Caroline bit her lip to hide her grin and turned her attention back on Erik who was tugging slightly on her hair as he looked up at her with a drool-y smile. He snuggled back into the crook of Caroline's neck and put his fingers back in his mouth.
"You seem to be a great father," Caroline remarked, Erik yawing tiredly against her shoulder. Klaus perked up and ran an affectionate hand down his son's face.
"I'm all he has, so I try," Klaus smiled sadly. Caroline ducked her head, smiling at him shyly.
"I'm sorry about his mother," she kinked her head at Erik who was blinking sleepily at Klaus. He shrugged and took another sip of his coffee.
"She was a drug addict who loved the pills more than she cared about her son," he commented, watching his son smile up at the blonde, his dimples showing. "Thank god the only thing he inherited from her was her nose."
Caroline smiled slightly, biting her lip in contemplation. Erik cooed contentedly on Caroline's shoulder, Klaus smiling at the visual.
"Sorry about the hair pulling," Klaus muttered, smirking at his son. "He doesn't know boundaries yet."
Caroline giggled before pursing her lips in thought. Erik closed his eyes and snuggled deeper into the crook of her neck, intent on sleeping.
"Well you could make it up to me," she started, and Klaus sat up straighter.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she continued. "Friday night at dinner. An actual first date."
Klaus' jaw went slack, her eyes glittering in amusement at his shock. Klaus' tongue darted out to wet his lips, her eyes not-so subtly following the movement.
"Well then, " Klaus grinned at her, "it's a date."
Caroline ducked her head, smiling to herself before reaching into her pocket to grab her phone. Handing it to him, careful not to jostle a sleeping Erik, she nodded her head towards him.
"Put your number in my phone and text yourself to get my number."
Klaus did what she said, checking to make sure that he got the text before pocketing his phone. Caroline had carefully repositioned Erik to where she was cradling him on his back, his hand gone slack with her hair.
"I can't believe he's asleep," Klaus whispered, staring at her in amazement. Caroline was looking down at Erik, running a hand over his soft belly.
"Lot of long nights?" she commented and Klaus nodded, biting back a yawn. Caroline looked at her phone, noting the time and muttered a curse.
"Shoot. I got to go meet my friend Bonnie at her office," she sighed, carefully passing the sleeping baby to his father. Klaus took his son and buckled him back in the stroller as quickly as he could so he wouldn't wake up. He stood up when Caroline did, pushing his hands down in his pockets. Caroline pushed a lock of hair behind her ear shyly as she smiled at him brilliantly.
"Friday?" she asked and Klaus nodded, disappointed that their short meeting had to be cut.
"I'll call you tonight?" he questioned. Her face light up and she nodded enthusiastically.
"I'll be waiting," she winked before turning around to leave. Klaus smirked at her retreating figure, clenching his fist to keep from pumping it in the air.
"Oh and Klaus?"
He looked up at Caroline who was smiling slyly at him with a twinkle in her eye.
"I hope you're well rested by then," she shot him a scorching look and then she was gone.
Klaus gulped and fought down the urge to run after her and press her up against the coffee shop wall. He heard a small snore and looked down to see his son still completely out, sighing in relief. He bent down and pushed the blonde curls out of his son's face before picking up his chubby fist.
"You're the best wingman ever," Klaus whispered, bumping his knuckles gently across his sleeping son's hand.
Friday couldn't come quick enough.
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