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sorenmarie87 · 6 years ago

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Ichigo Ichie

Summary: There’s a secret that you’ve been keeping from your parents.

Square Filled: florist!Misha (AU)

Pairing(s)/Character(s): Misha x Daughter!Reader (Platonic). Misha x Vicki. Mentions of West and Maison. Wren (OMC). Jordan (OF/MC)

Word Count: 1,653

Warning(s): Consensual sex (just talked about). Secrets being kept from Misha and Vicki.

A/N: This was written for @spnaubingo. Also shout out to the lovely @fictionalabyss for betaing this <3

I do not own any of the pictures I used in my aesthetic.

SPN AU Bingo

You were adopted by Misha and Vicki when you were a baby.

During the summer, instead of playing outside like a normal kid, you’d spend time with Misha while he worked at his flower shop. He taught you everything there was to know about flowers. If you weren’t glued to his side while he was working, you were wandering around the shop.

“When you grow up, my little cherry blossom, you can be anything you want.” He would always tell you that before he kissed the crown of your head and you would always smile up at him.

Over the years, Misha’s flower shop expanded. They bought the building next door and turned it into a small cafe and bookshop. That was the reason you wanted to major in business when you went to college.

There was one secret you kept from your parents though. It all started with a graduation party your best friend was throwing.

Drinks were flowing, and music was blaring. You on the other hand, were watching him from across the room. He was in one of your core classes. You always thought he was handsome but you could never work up the courage to talk to him. With encouragement from one of your friends, you finally talked to him and that night, you went home with him. The next morning, you woke up alone, so you slipped on what clothes you could find and got the hell out of there. Little did you know that nine months later, you’d give birth to your one and only son. “Welcome to the world, Wren Collins.”

It had been a long night and all you wanted to do was get some sleep. You picked up your cell and your finger hovered over Misha’s name. What if your parents were disappointed in you for not telling them about Wren? You didn’t regret that night all. “Just call him, Y/N.” You pressed the phone icon beside his name and put the phone up to your ear as it rang and rang. You sighed as it went to voicemail. "Hey dad. I know I've been too busy to visit these last few months and I'm sorry, but I'll be home in a few days. There's something we need to talk about." You hung up and went to check on Wren who was wiggling around in his crib.

“Mom! Dad! I’m home!” You called out as you unlocked the front door and smiled down at the little bundle in your arms. “I wonder where everyone is.” You turned on the television and made sure to turn the volume down so that it didn’t wake up Wren from his nap.

You must’ve fallen asleep yourself because you woke up to tiny feet kicking you in the thigh and Wren crying. “Well hello there mister, I see we’re awake now.” You cracked a smile before getting a good whiff of him. “Someone needs a butt change, doesn’t he? His sniffles were all you needed as an answer before pulling your diaper bag closer and taking a seat in front of the couch.

You were in the middle of changing Wren’s diaper when you heard the front slam open and two small bodies practically tackled you onto the floor. “Whoa guys, I’m excited to see you too but you need to be careful. Now where’s mom?”

Maison and West both pointed behind you as Vicki closed the front door. “West, Maison, what do you want for -” You were button up his onesie when Maison took a seat next to you on the floor.

“Is dat your baby, sissy?” You nodded as Maison leaned forward and kissed Wren on the forehead. “Hi baby, I’m Maison. I’m your aunt.”

“Does that make me an uncle? I’m too young to take care of a baby. I can barely take care of myself.” You chuckled as Wren started to fuss.

“Mom, why aren’t you saying anything?”

“I’m just surprised, baby.” You stood up with Wren in your arms and your way over to where she was standing. He reached his hand out and wrapped it around Vicki’s pointer finger. “We’ll talk about this later once your father gets home.”

“Okay. Hey mom, you wanna hold him?” She cooed at him as soon as you placed Wren in her arms. It was like the three of you didn’t exist. “What’s his name?”

“Wren.”

“He’s adorable.”

Misha was ecstatic that you were coming home to visit. He practically threw his phone after listening to your message. In the passenger seat of his car, was a bouquet of flowers he put together for you. He was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he waited for the light to change.

It’s the honking that takes him out of his thoughts. He presses the gas pedal and the car jolts forward, moving along with traffic. He drives by your favorite restaurant, the one he's always taken you to to celebrate small things like report cards, dance recitals, broken hearts or whenever you visit from college and he chuckles to himself, knowing exactly what you'd order because it's always the same.

He pulls into the right turning lane, when the car next to him honks its horn at him. Misha smiles and rolls his window down.

“Hey, Mr. Collins, you look excited. Is something happening at home?”

“Mr. Collins is my father Jordan, you know that.” He teased. “Y/N’s in town visiting.”

“Is her number still the same?” Jordan lightly blushed as they glanced up at the light. It was still red luckily.

“I’ll tell her to give you a call, okay?” Misha winked before he waved goodbye. The light turned green and he made his way home. He pulled into the driveway and smiled when he saw your car was parked there.

“DADDY’S HOME!!!” Maison and West practically darted out of the room when they heard the front door opening. You heard his chuckling from the next room and smiled before you wiped your palms on your jeans. You were nervous about what was going to happen.

"Daddy! Daddy, I'm an auntie now~” You were happy that Maison was excited. It was West’s comment that made you laugh out loud.

“Wait, if mommy's a grandma, does that make you a grandpa?" All Misha did was smile and nod at West’s comment but he was confused. He wasn’t old enough to be a grandfather. The moment he stepped into the living room and saw Vicki holding a baby, he froze. Misha stood there with a blank expression on his face and you knew something was wrong. His voice was quiet when he motioned to the flowers he was holding in his hands.

“I brought the wrong bouquet.”

“Dad?”

"Have you been here long? Have you eaten yet? Wait, are you breastfeeding? Because if you're breastfeeding you need to eat more, do you want me to cook something? You know what, I'll cook you something-"

“Dad, will you calm the f-” You didn't dare finish your sentence. Not with your two impressionable younger siblings around. "Please calm down. I’ll explain everything once Maison and West go to bed. Also, I promise you’ll get some bonding time with Wren okay? Until then, mom is - going to keep sniffing the top of his head?" Misha gave you a side hug and chuckled as he disappeared into the kitchen.

"Don't you judge me. Those two always smell like dirt, these days. I've missed this." "HEY! I HAD A BATH YESTERDAY.”

You were trying not to laugh at your parents. They were currently arguing over who got to hold Wren after you finished feeding him.

“Dad, will you give me a damn minute before you rip this kid off of my nipple.” Vicki chuckled behind you as she tossed Misha a burp cloth from your diaper bag. He draped it over his shoulder and was waiting patiently.

“Vicki has been hogging him. How’s he supposed to know who his grandpa is?” You shook your head with a smile forming on your face. As soon as Wren was finished eating, you handed him off to Misha. “Y/N/N… why didn’t you tell us about him sooner?”

“I-” You looked away from your parents and wrapped your arms around yourself. “I was scared that you’d be disappointed in me.”

“We could never be disappointed in you.”

“Wren’s father, did he force himself on you?”

“No. Everything was 100% consensual.” You were picking at the skin around your finger when Vicki wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “I had such a crush on him all semester and George invited him to her graduation party so I figured that was my one chance, you know?”

“Ichigo ichie.” Misha muttered to himself with a smile as Wren burped.

“Exactly.”

“See, watching all of those Japanese dramas with your old man paid off.” He bumped your shoulder and you smiled. “There’s nothing you could do that would make us love you any less - but if you ever murder someone, that’s the final straw.”

“Oh please, you’d help her hide the body and then start a mushroom patch over it.”

“Vic, why would you tell her that! I just had the backyard resodded. Now what will she do with the body? You know those two can’t keep a secret.”

“There’s mushrooms growing by the trees, daddy.” Maison was holding a blue narwhal with a moustache and monocle in her hands as she stood in the doorway. “Is there really a body buried in the backyard?”

“Of course there is.” You rolled your eyes as Maison crawled onto Vicki’s lap.

“Can we dig it up?”

“No way.”

You leaned forward so that you were level with Maison’s ear and whisper that the two of you could check it out when your parents were gone. She smiles with a quiet giggle. “West is gonna be so jealous.”

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