#[ nnoitra is not made for this xDDD he is bad at handling kids ]

[despairforme]

And Opacho's just gonna, climb up Nnoitra from behind like he were a tree. The toddler's grip was surprisingly strong as she clambered up the back of his shirt, pulling herself up his ridiculously long frame until she reached his shoulders. Carefully she'd then stand on top of his shoulders, with most of her tiny weight leaned against the back of his head. "Stay still!" She says, the flat of her tiny palm tapping thrice against the top of his skull to get him to stop moving. "If you move, Opacho can't reach!"

❝ Oi! 'Da FUCK ya doin'?? ❞ Yeah, he was fucking startled when she decided to climb on him, like he was some sort of goddamn playground installation. Since she was climbing onto his back, it was kinda hard to stop her. He had half a mind to REALLY go for it, and get her off him, but --- Again - what about her parents? He didn't want to get into trouble. Hell, maybe even jail. His struggles were therefore half-hearted, and when she'd reached high enough up, the struggles declined, since he was thinking about what would happen if she fell down from such a height.

Why was this shit happening to him?

Strictly, she told him to stay still, and stupidly enough, he did as she told him to. Muttering under his breath about I fucking hate kids.

❝ 'Da hell ya trynn'a reach anyway? ❞ He reached back to steady her so she wouldn't fall backwards. A part of him hoped her parents WOULD show up right about now, so that he could make them fucking PAY HIM for babysitting.