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lunarlilacmoon · 2 months ago

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howdyyyy, i got the idea whilst driving to work: Larissa weems or any other gwen character you’re comfortable with x reader. It’s like enemies to lovers where the reader is a loud mouthy teacher (secretly an insecure virgin trying to mask it) and larissa is her mean but sophisticated boss.

Rest is up to you:)

I AM FERAL FOR THISSSSSSSS AHHHH!! I LOVEEEE a good enemies to lovers!! Enjoy!

Beg baby beg

Larissa Weems x Fem!reader

Warnings: semi dark hate sex, rough sex, virgin reader, sub reader, dom Larissa, choking, bondage, edging and implied overstimulation (reader receiving), mommy titles with Larissa, sorry if I miss any and sorry for any misspelling!

Summery: Working at Nevermore Academy has truly been wonderful in almost every aspect but your boss. Larissa Weems was a very demanding boss expecting the best of everyone 24/7. Her bossy demeanor often clashed with you and you found yourself in many heated disagreements with her. What happens when a teacher meeting gets particularly heated.

Larissa fuck the shit out of you after you brat out and question her power in front of other teachers in a meeting.

She was so fucking irritating coming in and out of my classroom multiple times a day to “check on progress”. The only progress she was checking on was her fucking nosiness. Working at Nevermore has been one of the most rewarding job in almost every aspect! But having a boss like Larissa was truly testing. She had already stopped by three previous times before this and now here she was again barging into my now empty classroom as it was my planning period.

“Don’t forget about the teachers meeting immediately following everyone’s last class at four.” Her tone left no room for argument as she moved in front of my desk.

I couldn’t help the sigh of frustration I let out as I rubbed my forehead looking up at her.

“I’ll be there the same way I have been every month for the past year Ms. Weems.” I responded shortly not wanting this conversation to go on any longer than necessary. I didn’t care if I seem rude she had interrupted three of my classes already and now my only time to grade papers in school hours and I really didn’t want to take any home. It was Friday and after the meeting I wanted to go back to my place and get black out drunk to easy this frustration she continued to add to.

“Watch your tone.” She warned peering down.

“Mhm.” I hummed out looking back down at my papers.

“Do we have an issue today?” She refused to let up, knowing placing both hands on my desk to lean forward into my space.

“The only one who seems to have an issue is you Principal Weems. This is now the fourth time you’ve barged into my classroom for minor reasons that could honestly wait until the teachers meeting or after. You are now interrupting my planning period where I am clearly trying to finish grading papers, to tell me some insufficient information I already know, which could have honestly been sent in an email,” I began gathering my papers and sticking them into a folder while grabbing my purse, “so if you don’t mind I’m going to excuse myself from this conversation and go find somewhere peaceful to finish my tasks before I become unprofessional.” I shot her a very fake smile and left my classroom.

I only had another thirty minutes of planning and getting into town and settled at a café would take far too long so I opted for my car. I unlocked it and hopped in starting it and getting my phone connected to the Bluetooth. I let the music fill the car and I continued my grading.

I was pulled out of my trance by a knocking on the passenger window. Huffing I glared expecting Larissa but please to see Marilyn. She seemed slightly taken back by my glare and I couldn’t help the laugh I let out as I unlocked it.

“Well damn usually I am a joy to see shall I go jump from the bridge instead?” She teased letting herself in and shutting the door.

“I’m sorry Mar I thought you were someone else.” I laughed.

“Larissa?”

“Girl holy fuck you won’t believe the shit she’s already pulled today, like thank god it’s fucking Friday because if I had one more day around her I think I’d kill us both no joke.” I playfully slammed my head on my steering wheel.

“Here let me see,” She took half of my papers in her hand and pulled a pen out of her shirt pocket. “Do you need the key or can I use it?”

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” I joked handing her the key paper.

“Every day since you’ve been here,” she teased back, “now spill because I need the hot gossip and your looks are literally deadly enough to kill right now.”

“I had just gotten in this morning, like mind you it is fucking 7:30 in the morning, and I’m just setting up my classroom, getting papers ready for the day, you know the run down and here she come walking into my room not even bothering to knock!” I’m ranting while grading papers putting finished ones in the middle of us on the console. “So I’m expecting she’s going to have something important to say right? Wrong! She literally wanted to see my fucking agenda for the day! Like I didn’t hand in my lesson plans for the last three months back in April! We are only in MAY!” My voice raised slightly.

Marilyn shot me a questioned look like she was as confused as me.

“EXACTLY!” I yelled. “So of course I gave her my fucking lesson plan and answered all of the stupid fucking questions she asked. Like she’s our boss right?” I questioned rhetorically looking over at her, “So why the fuck am I explaining my lesson plans to her like she one of my fucking students like UGH!” Just reminiscing on the memory made my blood re-boil. “So whatever she leaved and then comes back at ten! What for this time? To sit in and watch my fucking class. No warning, no heads up, no email, fucking nothing! And she just sat in the back fucking staring at me! I felt like I was back in school doing a stupid presentation and not teaching. Then she came back at twelve, to ask me if I’ve began my portion of preparations for the Rave’N, when I shit you not Mar I sent her an entire detailed email regarding everything I’ve been tasked with and what I’ve done, what I haven’t done and when I plan to get them done. I feel like it’s pointless to send her shit cause clearly she’s too incapacitated to be able to read them. And finally just now she came in interrupting my only planning period to ‘remind’ me about our teacher meeting at the end of the day. She acts like I’m an insolent child that isn’t capable of remembering my own fucking name let alone anything else for the day and you know how she’s been during my breaks always coming in and disrupting me no matter what I am doing! I’m about to lose my fucking shit Mar.” I rambled clearly still fired up and pissed from the day.

“Have you ever thought of any underlying reasons she could be bothering you so much?” She responded not looking up from her papers.

“That she’s a raging bitch.” I stated matter of factly cause her to bust out laughing from surprise.

“I’m fucking dead! You are so out of pocket sometimes I swear!” She finished up her papers right after me and just in time for my alarm to cut out the music and fill the car.

We both groaned letting our heads fall back against the seats. I turned my car off grabbing my purse and collecting the stack from the middle console.

“Thank you again for helping me with these you saved my ass! And thank you for letting me rant!” I smiled warmly as I collected everything.

“It’s no problem! You know it’s my job to help keep you cool so we don’t have to fill your teaching position.” She teased as we both left my car and I locked it. We started walking towards the school.

“Ha ha ha so funny.” I pouted.

Thankfully the last few classes flew by and soon it was time to head up to the meeting room where we always had our teacher meetings. It wasn’t anything fancy one of the bigger rooms with a long rectangular table to fit everyone.

Marilyn’s room was on the way so I stopped by the door and waited for her to make her way to me.

“Ready?” She smiled teasingly.

“To hear a bitch, bitch, not particularly.” I huffed a laugh and we started walking to the meeting room.

It didn’t take long for us to make it there and thankfully we are one of the first few so we got to pick seats right next to each other. Thankfully we were early enough even Larissa was here. Just the librarian Ruby and Franklin the garden professor.

“Do you think we’d get lucky enough she’d trip on the stairs and we could all just go home?” I whispered into Marilyn’s ear making her laugh a little too loud.

Before she could respond we both heard a pair of familiar heels piercing the ground entering the room. I made eye contact with Marilyn and rolled my eyes.

“How unfortunate.” I whispered as Larissa passed behind us and Marilyn had to cover her mouth to cover her laugh.

“I could hear Miss Thornhill laughing all the way down the hall, any humor you’d like to share with the rest of the group?” Larissa spoke up from her head spot at the end of table as she set her papers down looking down at me.

I peered back at more teachers trickling in and decided it was best to bite my tongue. “Nothing you’d find particularly amusing Principal Weems.” I forced a fake smile trying my best to make this meeting move as quickly and smoothly as possible.

Her eyebrow raised at me as if she understood the undertones of what I meant and I turned back to Marilyn making small talk.

It didn’t take long for the rest of the teachers to make their way in and find seats and before I knew it I was trying to keep my eyes open as Larissa droned on and on about up coming parent teacher days, expectations, the Rave’N and so and so forth.

“To begin wrapping things up I’d like to remind all teachers that while you are allowed to take your break anywhere on campus I do ask that you keep your personal music to an appropriate level that students will not hear. We had a complaint and do not need to be setting a bad example.” Her eyes looked around the table but landed on me.

I looked slightly over to Marilyn and she was trying to shake her head no as subtlety. I huffed out a quiet laugh widening my eyes in a ‘is this bitch fucking serious’ way still looking at Marilyn.

“Y/N it’s not worth it, not right now!” Marilyn whispered quickly under her breath trying to ground me.

“Anything you ladies would like to share with the group? Because I sure hope you two were listening to what was just said.” Larissa spoke up breaking my attention from Marilyn to Larissa.

She looked expectantly at me. Was she waiting for an explanation? Or an apology?

“No Principal Weems I apologize for interrupting.” Marilyn spoke up before me and I looked at her in shock.

“Good and you both heard what was just said?” She asked still not looking away from us.

“Ye-” Marilyn started but I interrupted her.

“Yes we heard what you said Principal Weem’s how could we miss it. While you are on the topic of breaks is it normal for a boss to interrupt an employee almost daily on their break? And if not where could we go to file a formal complaint since you seem to take those very seriously.” I shot back. “And if a complaint was made against a teacher could said teacher have proof of the complaint? And if we could not be provided proof how could we know if said complaint really happened?” I continued not backing down.

I could feel everyone holding their breath. Their eyes flashing back and forth between Larissa and I. Her face had twisted from one of curious triumph to furious shock.

“Miss Y/L/N, if you have any complaints you are more than welcome to see me after hours to file them formally, as for the complaint that was made anyone can inquire about any complaint made about them, though the complaint filer may remain anonymous if that is how they filed.” She did well to keep her voice steady regardless of her anger, something I’d never been good at.

“That’s just the thing Principal Weem’s the complaint can’t be made to you but it’s okay I can figure out chain of command. Thank you principal.” I shot a fake smile to her and sat back in my seat looking straight ahead at Ruby.

“Fuck!” Marilyn groaned next to me and I’d have laughed if I wasn’t so worked up about her trying to call us out. My music wasn’t even that loud!

“That’s the end of this months meeting, next moths will be on Friday the 24th same time, have a great weekend everyone and I’ll see you all Monday!” She clapped her hands plastering a toothy smile on her face and looking around at the rest of the group as everyone began to push away from the table. “Miss Y/L/N, please hang around for a moment.” She turned her attention back to me.

“Absolutely fuck this.” I said to Marilyn, “I’ll see you Monday.” I said turned and speed walking out of the meeting room.

The sound of Marilyn’s shocked laugh and Larissa calling my name began to fade from my ears and I weaved in and out of the teachers taking the steps two at a time to get to my room. I just needed to get my shit and get out, I now regretted not bringing my purse and laptop bag with me to the meeting.

It didn’t take long to get to my room and I shut and locked the door behind me, hoping if she followed me and got to my door she’d think I left already with it being closed.

I moved behind my desk and slid my computer into my bag. Right at that time the doorknob shook lightly alerting me someone was trying to open it. I couldn’t help but smile to myself as it went still.

I zipped up my computer bag slinging it over my shoulder before grabbing my purse. I fished my keys out of it as quietly as I could and retrieved my phone from the top drawer.

Right as I had closed the drawer my classroom door flung open causing me to gasp in surprise and Larissa stepped in looking furious. Her set of master keys sat in her hand and the key I assumed was to my door clutched in her fingers.

“Miss Y/L/N I do not appreciate chasing you to your room like a child! To my office immediately!” She snapped pointing to my open door.

“No. My work hours are over you have absolutely shot ever fucking nerve I have. I am going home to get the most black out drunk I’ve been since college because of you. If you want to have a stupid fucking meeting with me schedule it during my hours next week.” I started walking towards her to get out of the door. “Have the weekend you deserve Principal Weems.” I spat as I passed her.

I had just walk out of my door when I felt her hand grip my upper arm and begin dragging my back up the stairs.

“Get your fucking hands off, let me go!” I squealed trying to unclaw her fingers from around me.

She said nothing as she continued to drag me up more stairs and down the hall to her office. I fought the whole way trying to plant my feel, pull her arm off me and grab on to wall and pillars.

“Fuck you!” I snapped as she shoved me into her office slamming the door behind her. I landed roughly on the ground and my purse flew out of my hand.

“You are absolutely ridiculous do you know that? Has anyone ever called you a brat because you are!” She hissed locking the office door with one of her keys.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I screamed running to the doors trying open them even though I knew it wouldn’t work. “Has anyone ever called you a bitch?” I hissed turned to face her finally.

“You are so mouthy for a teacher I can’t believe I ever hired you.” She stated pulling me away from the door and ripping my computer bag off my shoulder before setting it on one of the chairs in front of her desk.

“Give me back my shit!” I reached for my bag but she grabbed my arm and slammed my ass into the empty seat in front of her desk before she made her way to her seat on the other side.

“You wanted to file a complaint file it.” She stated matter of factly.

“The complaint is about you so no I won’t be doing to with you. Open the fucking door and let me go home psycho.”

She laughed after I called her a psycho. “Oh darling you don’t even know. Now as I said, the complaint.”

“No.” I snapped

“You are absolutely ridiculous-”

“I’m the ridiculous one! I’m not the one interrupting you day every single day to ‘check things out’, you are fucking insufferable always in my space and business I have no idea how you don’t drive more people absolutely fucking crazy!” I interrupted her.

“Is this what your on going bratty behavior has been? Because I’m keeping my staff in line?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Keeping staff in line my ass, I’m the only one you continuously annoy and bug. I understood when I first started but I have been here for a little over a year now, if you have an issue with my performance take it up with you bosses but leave me the fuck alone!”

I was seething, everything I’d felt for months and months was finally coming to the surface.

“Is this the reason you found it socially appropriate to rant and cuss me out this afternoon in your vehicle with Miss Thornhill?” She asked simply.

My heart stopped for a moment because there’s no way she could have known any of that!

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” I lied raising my chin in fake confidence.

“Perhaps next time make sure all of your car windows are closed, sunroof included.”

Fucking fuck, my sunroof very well could have been lifted slightly from this morning because I knew it would get hot today.

“I still have no idea what you are talking about but if you did hear anything I meant what I said.” I stood my ground.

“You know I can’t let the behavior you showed in the meeting so unpunished right? I mean if I did I’d have total chaos on my hands. All the teachers would begin to step out of line and I just can’t have that.

“Whatever, write me up or do whatever stupid thing you can think of, I just want to go home and get drunk enough I forget your bitchiness.” I mumbled.

Larissa rose from her seat and round the desk to stand in front of me.

“Stand up.” She commanded.

“Sit down, stand up, I’m done playing games. School hours are long over now, let me the fuck out of your office now!” I was getting more irritated.

Before I could fester in my anger any longer her hand shot down and gripped my face pressing my cheeks together.

“Stand. Up. Now.” She punctuated every word and suddenly I felt smaller than I normally did around her.

I didn’t argue but I let out a huff and I stood up, she kept her hold on my face not letting go even when I was on my feet.

To say Larissa wasn’t an attractive woman would be a flat out lie. I honestly have had a small crush on her since I started but her attitude and overbearingness has put my crush on the back burner and my annoyance at the front. Or so I thought.

My heart raced slightly as I looked up at her. The power she held not just at work but now in her hands was undeniably hot, but I’d never give her the satisfaction of hearing that.

“Has anyone told you, you are a brat?” Her voice pulled me out of my trance as I peered up at her.

“Yeah you.” I shot back.

“You have such a dirty mouth and it’s such a shame because I could think of so many better options for it than talking back.” She stated like it was an every day fact.

Was that flirting? Other things?

“If you are insinuating what I think you are, you better tread very carefully Principal or you could lose your job.”

“Lose my job? Oh dear you are adorable sometimes.” She laughed giving my head a light shake. “Think about it, who’s gonna believe a young bratty teacher over a much older and experienced administration. No one.”

“Are you threatening me principal?” I gasped taken aback.

“Of course not dear. I’m promising you.” Her smile grew larger and more animalistic. “Now as for a punishment I think going back to old forms would be best for you.”

She let go of my chin and moved to a large velvet sitting chair over near her fireplace and coffee table.

“Come.”

This time I didn’t argue as I was curious about what she was talking about.

“Over my knees.” She stated like it was a normal everyday ask.

“Excuse me?” To say I was surprised was an understatement.

“Did I stutter?” She raised a brown at me. “Over my knees now.” She patted her thighs for extra measure.

“We are done here Principal Weems I will see you on Monday where we can discuss with your higher ups what punishment suits me.” I couldn’t believe she was asking this of me.

“You can deny it all you want but I’ve seen it in your eyes, even when you are angry there is some form of wanting below them. Clearly you haven’t been taken care of and acting out so I intend to fix that.

“This is extremely unprofessional and I-”

“Will you deny it?” She asked.

“Deny what?!”

“The way you look at me when you think I’m not looking? Or how you stare at my lips when we argue?” She smirked up at my silent frozen form. “I didn’t think so over my knees pretty girl, I won’t ask again.”

“Let me out!” I snapped but she grabbed my arm and pulled me over her thighs.

I squirmed trying to get out of her hold but just like the whole walk here she was much stronger than me.

“You are going to get into so much trouble for this! I’ll have your job.” I bit out at her as I felt my skirt being raised and her hand rubbing my ass before two quick smacks landed on each cheek.

I let out a mixture of a gasp and pained cry. I’d never been in a situation like this with someone ever let alone a fucking boss and a hot one at that.

“You’ll apologize and thank me after each one or we’ll be here until Monday do you understand?”

“Fuck you!” I hissed out but was only answered with four more hard smacks on my left cheek.

“None of these ones count because you aren’t taking them properly.” She said resuming her assault on my ass.

Tears slipped from my eyes and I let in. “I’m sorry, thank you Principal Weems.”

The hum from above me was proof enough she was pleased with my words but she continued spanking me. I apologized and thanked her for each one. When she was done she pulled me up off her lap and wiped my tears.

“You feel okay?” She asked voice slightly softer.

I nodded my head but said nothing.

“Follow me.” She said standing up and moving to a door that was towards the back of the room on the right side.

As much as I wanted to argue I was curious so I followed her into the room. I was surprised to see a decent sized room, slightly decorated but nothing huge. This must be her private courters when she can’t make it home. The door closed behind me and I turned to face her.

“The reason I bother you so much Miss Y/L/N is because you intrigue me. Something about you since I first met you had me wanting more. Watching you is a new hobby of mine. And I don’t enjoy how close you and Miss Thornhill have gotten. Have you whored yourself out to her already?”

I was taken back by her sudden confession but then the following accusation pissed me off.

“Excuse me? That is none of your concern even if I had!”

“I beg to differ.”

“Beg all you want.” I laughed out.

That did not land well. Her hands were around my throat and I was pushed against the now closed door.

“The only one who’s going to be doing any begging tonight is you.” She stated matter of factly.

Suddenly I realized why we had moved to a bedroom and all of my confidence left my body.

“I- um I haven’t… I’ve never, I’m a virgin!” I blurted out panicking.

The laugh she let out was deep and primal. “Oh that’s just delicious, tell me darling are you willing to play tonight?” She purred lifting my chin with her finger so I had to look at her.

Being in this position suddenly had me realizing how much I had the hots for her. My irritation towards her had always over my other feelings and now I realized how much of that irritation was built up sexual tension.

“Yes please.” I whispered and her lips crashed against mine.

There was nothing soft about the kiss. She gripped the back of my head and pushed me closer to her as if it was possible.

“I understand it’s your first time but you’ve acted out in such a way today that cannot be ignored. Go lie on the bed.” She pulled away and disappeared into a nearby closet.

I nervously made my way to the bed sitting on the edge waiting. It didn’t take her long to walk back out with cuffs and a vibrator.

“You aren’t lying down.” She stated.

“I didn’t know if there was a certain way.” I found myself growing shy.

“Take your shirt and skirt off and lay down in the middle.

My heart was pounding and my knees shook slightly when I stood up. I slowly pulled my top off and let my skirt slide down my legs leaving me in my black bra and lilac panties. I turned slowly and crawled onto the bed laying on my back.

“Very good!” She praised coming to my side and taking my right hand.

She fastened the cuff around my wrist and hooked it to a mental loops between the bars of the head board. She moved around my body securing both legs and my left arm to their own loop. I was officially star fish bound.

“So quiet now! I think this is the most quiet I’ve had you since you started.” She mused eyes raking down my body.

I wanted to cover myself but for obvious reason I couldn’t.

“Don’t worry I’ll have you making all sorts of pretty noises in no time.” She smirked down at me before starting the vibrator up.

She started at my nipples alternating between the two before she started dragging it down wasting no time pressing it flat against my clit.

“Oh shit!!” I gasped.

“See there’s some noises already! You’re such a loud mouth any other day let’s keep that energy up tonight.” She smirked pressing the vibrator harder against me causing me cry out.

“I’m fuck- i’m going to cum!”

The vibrator was snatched away for my core and i whined in frustration.

“No! What the fuck!” I snapped my head up to look at her smirking form.

“Oh darling you aren’t in control here. The same way you’re not in control out there. I’m going to play with this little clit of yours and you won’t cum until i feel like it!”

“Fuck you! You can either fuck me or i’ll leave!” I snapped panting from my missed orgasm.

“And how do you expect to do that?” She gestured to the cuffs binding me.

“You’ll let me go if I ask.” My voice came out far less confident than i wanted it to.

“Oh darling you’ve offered yourself up to the wolf on a silver platter, you aren’t going anywhere until I’ve had my fill!” She emphasized the last word by pressing the vibrator back against my clit and turning it on. “If you wanted mommy to stop you shouldn’t have pushed her so far!”

My thighs were shaking and I couldn’t even answer her because my orgasm was fast approaching due to the loss of my other. I hoped if i said nothing she wouldn’t notice before i came.

“Nice try darling.” She teased pulling the vibrator away.

I groaned in frustration pulling on my restraints. “Fuck you!”

“You’d like that wouldn’t you? She pressed the vibrator back against my core. “Beg.”

“What?” I looked at her in genuine shock.

“I didn’t mumble. You wanna come, beg for it.” She pulled it away again before I could answer.

“You are fucking ridiculous.” My chest heaved as I glared daggers at her.

“Nope not what I asked for.” She slammed the vibrator back against me.

My body involuntarily arched up chasing the buzzing. My orgasm was so close but she kept pulling away just in time. My body felt like it was on fire and tears streamed down my face.

“Please, please let me cum!” I begged looking up at her.

She looked down at me eyebrows still raised as if waiting for more.

“Mommy please1 I’m sorry, please let me cum please!” My hip bucked trying to chase my approaching orgasm.

“See you can be a good girl! Go ahead and cum now.” She purred leaning down to take a nipple into her mouth sucking and nipping at it.

My body shook as my orgasm washed over me sending a blinding heat through me. I panted trying to catch my breath.

“Ready for round two??” She smirked down at me.

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lightlycareless · 10 months ago

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Can you do hc for what a daddy-daughter date with Naoya would look like? 🥺

Hello!!!

OF COURSE I CAN AAAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THISSSSSSSS

I believe I ended up describing Naomi a bit more than Naoya, but, you know, it's still cute and I enjoyed writing it :) jsgfhajksghjas I still looove these domestic hc's, please keep 'em coming.

warnings: none. fluff. family stuff. naoya is a loving father. but so insecure. you have a daughter named naomi and she is adorable. lots of hello kitty.

Happy reading!

You message was clear and direct, unmistakable in the neatly written note found on the bedside table…

“Don’t forget I’m going to be away today and tomorrow! Everything Naomi related is already set so you don’t have to worry about anything, but my staff will remain attentive if anything arises.

This is the perfect opportunity for the two to spend time together too! Our little princess misses her papa dearly, so be sure to make the best out of these days 💖 I love you, my beloved husband, see you soon!!”

Naoya won’t deny that your words made him quite anxious, primarily for the fear of not providing his daughter with the entertaining evening she deserved. It had been so long since the two spent any time together, just the two of them, that Naoya had began to believe he was not a good father at all.

Were there any indications, outside of your comforting words, that Naomi wanted to be with him in the first place?

Yes. Naomi had unconditionally showed her love and appreciation for him, from the video calls he’d make on a daily basis, to her reaction upon learning he was finally to return home… it’s clear that she’s happy to see her papa!

And yet, his insecurities would continue to pry at the back of his mind, telling him he was not good enough—never compared to you.

“Naomi loves you, Naoya! So much that when she learns you’re coming back it’s all she talks about! So don’t be afraid of spending time with your baby, I know she wants to be with you as much as you do.”

Naoya has to thank you for always managing to pull him back to earth whenever the darkness of his thoughts overwhelms him. And such, he prepares himself to give his daughter the best day she could ever imagine, and without anyone’s help!

… Or so he hopes.

“Papa… good morning.” Naomi yawns when picked up by her father, him chuckling at the sight of her unruly bed hair—it was perhaps his favorite sight, to see the back of her black hair stand up like a duck’s butt, accompanied by her drowsy chubby face that sometimes had drool in it; Symbol of a good rest.

“Good morning, little mochi. Did you sleep well?” Naoya asks, taking her to the bathroom to clean her up.

“Mmhmm!” she nods, rubbing her eyes.

“Don’t rub too harshly, princess.” He warns, retrieving a lukewarm towel and cleaning her face. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

“Where’s mama?” Naomi wonders, looking around as if hoping to see you.

“She’s with grandpa, remember? He needs her help, so she left.”

Naomi frowns, trying to remember when you said such a thing. Naturally, she doesn’t, but it’s not like it bothers her much—not when she has a long day full of fun coming up.

“What are we going to do?” She asks, a grin appearing on her lips as ideas begin to appear in her mind. “Oh, I know!! We can go to the park, or—or we can go to the zoo…”

“Actually, I already have something prepared that I know you’ll like.” Naoya responds with a smile, pinching her cheek. Naomi’s eyes widen, full of curiosity.

“A kitten?!” The little girl gasps.

Naoya’s right eye twitches, feeling to have unwittingly shot himself on the foot with such phrasing. So much caution in avoiding the subject, just for him to come along and ruin all of their efforts! The thought of a pet is something you and Naoya hoped to consider until she was much older…

Well, thankfully, today’s date will distract her; for now.

“No, something even better.”

She frowns skeptically, a hilarious sight that Naoya tries his best to not laugh at. Her dramatic expressions were always ones to enjoy, though neither knew whom she took after for them. (Naoya)

“But I won’t tell you, you have to see it.”

“Papaaaaa!! Tell me!!” she insists.

“Nope.” He shrugs. “It’ll ruin the surprise.”

“Not fair, Papa!!” She crosses her arms, upset. “I won’t go if you don’t tell me!”

“Then I guess we won’t get ice cream from that place you love so much.”

The good thing about her young age is that it doesn’t take much for her to fold. Just the right words and she’s back to the cheerful, energetic girl she always was��though these “retaliations” have become a bit more common than before, probably a sign that his baby girl isn’t much of a baby anymore, a reminder of how much he’s missed of her life already…

Well, he’s here now, gotta make up for all he’s lost.

“I’m ready papa, I’m ready!” Naomi cheered as soon as Naoya changed her out of her pajama, a half-truth for her hair as messy as it was found.

Per routine, you’d be the one to get her ready by now. From choosing her clothes the day before, to styling her hair, everything that entailed Naomi you took care of.

But since you weren’t here… well, Naoya’s reminded yet again that he doesn’t know much of his baby daughter. Not even how to do her hair! Could he even consider himself a deserving father?

“Is everything alright?” It was Mariya, knocking on the bathroom door before entering. You didn’t need to tell her to keep an eye on your husband to know he’d struggle with Naomi. In fact, as soon as he saw her enter the bathroom, she remained close, just in case she was needed—and that, she was.

“Oh, good morning, Mariya.” Naoya murmurs, slightly embarrassed to be found in the middle of his… crisis. “Yeah, everything is fine…”

“Hello Mariya-nee!!” Naomi grins, waving her chubby little hands at her. Mariya waves back.

“I can help you with that, Naoya.” She offers, stepping closer to the two.

“I—”

“It’s fine. One step at a time.” Mariya reassures him.

Naoya presses his lips together, hesitant to accept her help before obliging, understanding she was there to support him, not judge. Your entourage wasn’t like his, or his family. Thankfully.

“… Thank you.” Naoya quietly says, she smiles.

“Just worry about having fun with Naomi and taking pictures for Y/N, you have no idea how upset she’ll be if you don’t.”

“I know, I know.” Naoya chuckles. “I already have everything ready for that.”

“And you, Naomi, don’t forget to go easy on your dad!” Mariya teases, pinching her cheek. “Or to be cute when he takes pictures of you!”

“But I’m always cute!”

“That, you are.” Mariya then hugs her, kissing the top of her head before leading them over to the exit. “Have a safe trip and a nice day! We’ll be waiting for your return.”

“Goodbye!!” Naomi waves from the car seat. “See you later!!!”

And as Naoya drives away, he silently prays that his surprise he doesn’t ruin Naomi’s enthusiasm, or he’ll never show his face to you ever again.

“Papa, where are we going? Are we there yet??” Naomi whines, tired of watching the city pass her while tightly holding onto her favorite Hello Kitty plushie, wiggling her legs to accentuate her boredom.

“Almost there, princess. Just a few more minutes.” Naoya responds.

“…you said that a while ago… I wanna know!”

“It’s a surprise, and what good would it be if I tell you?”

“I don’t like surprises!” she exclaims, Naoya laughs.

“Now, no need to lie.”

“…I’m sorry. I’m bored.”

“We’re almost there.” He says once more upon entering a parking lot, taking Naomi out of her seat, holding her hand before heading towards the busy streets. “We just gotta walk a bit.”

“I don’t wanna walk…” Naomi murmurs, holding his hand even tighter. She never liked crowded places, made her nervous; you and Naoya didn’t know whether to worry or to be glad…

“Alright—up you go.” Naoya smiles, wrapping Naomi with his arms and carrying her. “It’s just a bit more, but I promise it’ll be worth it.”

And it happened just as he anticipated, if not better, for as soon as the two were a mere feet away from their destination, Naomi abruptly goes silent, eyes wide as she observed the well-known figure of her favorite feline mascot, with a brightly light sign that further justified her reaction appearing before her:

Hello Kitty Café.

Naoya was right in assuming this was the right place to bring Naomi, having set his attention on it after reading about it online. He waited for Naomi to be just a bit older so she could enjoy it even better, but it never left his mind. Of course, he would’ve wanted to make this occasion even better with your presence, but a part of him wanted to keep something… exclusive between the two. You already took your daughter to all places unimaginable, leaving almost nothing he could compete with!

Though one place would remain off limits until the three could attend, and you agreed. A particular amusement park that he was sure would completely freeze her, if she was already overwhelmed with a simple café…

“What is it, pumpkin? Cat got your tongue?” Naoya teases, making Naomi turn even redder, quickly hiding her face on the crook of her father’s neck out of embarrassment. “Aww, mochi…”

“Papa!” Naomi she squeaks. “It’s a—it’s a Hello Kitty—!”

“I know, I know.” He kisses the top of her head. “Want to go inside?”

“Yes!!” She gasps, wiggling her way out of her father’s arm and down to the ground, where she’d sprint right to the entrance, cheerfully greeted by the hostess who seemed to enjoy observing the excitement of children when coming to this place—one of the many perks of the job.

Naoya had reserved a table in advance, obviously the most luxurious one could get a restaurant like that anyways, with all the commodities included: for not only did it serve as a café, but also a place where Naomi could get a complete makeover.

From hair, nails, makeup, even clothes and shoes—it had it all, and to make it even better, with items donning her favorite Sanrio characters.

“Papa!! Papa!!!” Naomi gasps, a small finger eagerly tapping the menu, particularly the image of the vanilla and strawberry ice cream decorated with a hello kitty cookie—it may not be much, but for an innocent girl who had never seen such a thing, nor thought it possible, it might just be the greatest discovery yet. “Look!! They have Hello Kitty ice cream!!”

“We can order it if you want.”

“Yes!! I want it!!” She grinned, looking over to the rest of the menu. “Or the—or the hamburger! Or… cake too!”

“One at a time, pumpkin. We can also take the cake back home to mama, you know. But at least get something to eat for breakfast.”

“Yes!” She nodded. “Or we can bring mama too.”

Naoya’s heart flutters at the thought of spending time with his family. Seeing you and his daughter giggle at whatever the latter makes up. Spoiling his girls with whatever they want, though he’d have a certain preference for you, wanting to reward all that you’ve done for him while he was away completing missions he often tries to convince himself as necessary.

The reason why he did all of this. To see the two happy.

He misses you dearly. Please come back home soon.

Naomi would continue to order whatever her little heart desired, though she wouldn’t take more than just a bite from them. Probably just wanting to try them out and that was it—and Naoya knows that as her father he shouldn’t let her be so careless with her selections, but as her father, he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to indulge his little princess.

Neither on the food, nor the souvenirs Naomi had more than enough back home… which she of course had to have because they were limited edition. From the keychain she’d come to place on her school backpack, to the huge, almost life-sized Hello Kitty plush Naoya ordered the workers to ship to the estate as soon as possible, just so it’d be there when they returned home.

And we still had the makeover to go through, another thing Naoya rightfully assumed she would enjoy given the way she’d intently stared at you when getting ready—as well as that one time he caught her wearing your lipstick. So adorable…

Either way, as soon as Naomi jumped onto the chair and the hairdresser draped her over with a cape, she was given a somewhat extensive catalogue to choose from, naturally inclining for…

“Hello Kitty!” Naomi chirped, pointing at the picture of the little girl with two buns on the top of her head, long hair in the back, and of course, an iconic red bow to adorn. “This one!”

“Alright, sweetie.” The woman smiles, getting ready to work but not before giving Naoya one last look, as if seeking confirmation to proceed, or perhaps even something else… what sometimes follows when a woman sees an apparently single father being highly doting to his daughter…

But he was quick to shut her down, one stern, cold look and a glance of his wedding band was enough to put her back into place. The Naomi’s mother, coincidentally the love of his life, was very much still in the picture, and he’d like to keep it that way.

It was almost comical how oscillating Naoya behaved between the two, attentive and caring with his daughter, but strict and stern with the hairdresser. He wouldn’t be if he hadn’t noticed her intentions…

Yet, he wasn’t going to let that affect Naomi’s excitement, overflowing happiness for being dressed up as her favorite character of all time, with that red bow she always dreamed of wearing (she has many at home, but it always felt like the first time whenever you put it on her), alongside that glittery make up she’d always hoped to one day wear as well, followed by a dress that made her look even cuter, inspired by the colors of the same mascot, with kitten heels to spare—ending up look as a small version of Hello Kitty. Cuter, Naoya must admit.

Lastly, she’d proceed with a manicure, a thin coat of nail polish with stickers of different Sanrio characters; Naoya had previously asked that she be given something that wasn’t too hard to remove later. She was still a kid, after all, she’d have the rest of her life if she wanted to do something permanent.

… As well as all the motivation in the world to convince him into getting his nails done as well.

“Come on, papa!” Naomi insists, showing him her nails. “You too!”

“I—I don’t know…” He responds hesitantly. “I don’t think I’ll look good with them—”

Not that it mattered beyond that, for the moment she pouted Naoya was nothing but putty in her hands—stickers placed across his nails, as many as could fit thanks to Naomi’s persistence.

He could imagine the kind of comments his family would shoot at him, but Naoya had long declared that whatever they had to say wasn’t of his interest. He was doing this for his daughter, and that was unmistakable.

“How do I look?!” Naomi exulted once she was ready, her face bright with excitement as she showed off her dress.

“Beautiful, darling.” He smiled, leaning down to pinch her cheek—almost ruffling her hair. Good thing he remembered to not ruin her pretty princess’ look before he regretted it. She never quite liked it when he did that. “Come on, let’s take a picture so mama can see you—over there, with Hello Kitty.”

“Hello Ki…?”

If she was already overwhelmed by seeing this thematic café, how she felt upon seeing her favorite character standing before her, waving at her, was simply… indescribable.

Naomi stood frozen, perfectly still as the mascot continued to greet her, hoping to either warm her up into responding or another type of reaction, anything really, since Naomi was just… there.

Attempting to take in what was happening in front of her—

Before she started to cry when she finally did.

“Naomi?!” Naoya gasped, walking over to her and kneeling to her height. His overprotective nature led him to believe something was wrong, something he had to fix, but after hearing her small sobs, the murmurs revealing how happy she was to see Hello Kitty there, as well as how she walked over to hug her, he soon understood her reaction.

She was simply thrilled to have met her favorite character.

Oh, what was going to happen when he finally took her to Sanrio Puroland? Was she going to pass out?!

Thankfully, that is something that he won’t have to deal with alone, having already scheduled days off where he’d take you and little Naomi on a small holiday, this stop simply being one of many in the itinerary.

“Pa—papa—it’s—it’s—” Naomi cries, looking over to him yet tightly holding onto Hello Kitty who attempted to comfort her by patting her back.

“Oh, pumpkin, you don’t need to cry.” He laughs, carefully rubbing away her tears. “You’re going to ruin your pretty make up and upset Hello Kitty; She’s very excited to see you too, you know, and you wouldn’t want that, right?”

Naomi’s lips tremble as shakes her head, mouthing a quiet no as she cleans her face. Once better, Naoya asks her to stand next to Hello Kitty, pose for mama’s picture, which Naomi did to the best of her ability, teary-eyed as she smiled.

Naoya smiles, chuckling at how Naomi cheerfully shared her day with Hello Kitty, as if catching up with her life-long best friend, while reminiscing the joys of being a father to a daughter so adorable he was proud to call his.

From her smile, to her giggles, to her pout and frown…

Naomi was perfect in every sense of the word, and there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her.

There was no question about it, with his insecurities out of his mind, there was no space for doubt anymore. Especially not during the drive back home, after a long day of exciting adventures, when a sleepy Naomi confided in him with the words that would make his heart soar.

“Today was the best day of my life!” Naomi declared with a yawn, tightly hugging one of her new plushies as she began to slowly drift deeper into slumber. “I love you, Papa.”

“I love you too, pumpkin.”

Indeed, Naoya was a good father, the one that Naomi loved very, very much.

TLDR: Naoya may not be able to do a lot of thing since he's greatly absent, but he makes sure you and Naomi have everything. Also, he's a big spender on Naomi, and it won't take long before she figures that out to her (further) advantage.

Shall I write about their time at puroland? Now I'm really curious about Naomi's reactiong hahahahahaha if anyone wants me to... I mean... I guess..... lol. 😏

Anyways, I want to thank you so much for sending in this!! It was really cute, ajgkjakghasjkghajksg Naomi is just 🥺💖💖💖💖 I love her. (That ending is..... sad considering other things hahaha IGNORE ME DAMMIT I ruined it :( )

Now, take care, and hope to see you soon!!!

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