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willowfolksong · 3 years

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Christmas mornings, Fukurodani edition

- Akaashi Keiji x Reader/Bojuto Koutaro x Reader

- SFW

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Akaashi Keiji

You wake up alone in bed, and you instantly miss Keiji's warm by your side. So you rub the sleep out of your eyes, frown at the clock that says it's already 9 a.m, and then get up to look for your husband. You stop for a moment in front of your baby's bedroom, and push the open door slightly to find it empty. You smile at your husband's antics and keep walking.

The Christmas lights shine brightly on the handrail— all blue, and green and red on your way down the stairs. Keiji must have turned them on when he woke up, and now they cast a rainbow of colors everywhere in the house.

You stop at the bottom of the stairs, taking in the sight in front of you.

Your husband of four years, still clad in the pajamas you bought for him last Christmas— a onesie with reindeers and Christmas trees— is standing in front of your own tree with your baby in his arms, pointing at every little decoration you put up and explaining softly what each of them mean. Your baby, still nine months old and very much impressed, gurgles and claps at everything Keiji shows him, adding a bit of incoherent baby info to all of them.

"And this is because your dad works for a manga shonen magazine" Keiji says, pointing at a current popular anime show ornament "I wonder if you will like reading manga when you grow up" he wonders, and rocks your son softly from side to side "I don't mind if you do, but still try to read other books too"

"We should wait to introduce him to Jane Austen tho" you say, and Keiji looks back to you, a shy smile on his face. Your baby seems immediately delighted to see you, and you walk up to them to kiss him on his chubby baby cheeks "At least... you know. Until they can actually understand what England is"

"We were just spending some father and son quality time" Keiji explains, leaning down to peck your lips "He started crying and you were sleeping so peacefully, that I just got up and went to him without calling you"

"Father of the year" you whisper, and let him hug you tight. When you lean your head on his shoulder, your little baby blinks and does the same, smiling. Your heart melts for your little family "Merry Christmas, Keiji"

"Merry Christmas"

Bokuto Koutaro

You have two little kids.

Two.

A beautiful three years old girl that loves to run around the house, and a five years old son that gets too excited about everything and anything.

And yet, the one that jumps in bed to wake you up is none other than your husband of four years, Bokuto Koutaro, professional volleyball player for the MSBY Jackals.

You yelp, sitting up and not fully registering that it's indeed him jumping up and down on the bed, excited grin on his face.

"Wake up, babe!" he yells, and shakes you down by your shoulders. You groggily look at him, yawning loudly "It's Christmas morning!"

"What time is it?" you ask, and he glances to the clock in your bedside table and then back at you, smile only growing bigger.

"It's nine in the morning!" he tells you, and jumps on top of you to kiss you full on the lips, and you don't know how he can part your lips with his tongue and leave you all hot and bothered in a second, only to immediately stand up again and run to the door. "Hurry up! The kids are downstairs already!"

It's when you feel something crash outside, and a muffled 'Sorry, mom!', that you actually drag your legs out of bed, stretch your arms over your head and slowly make your way out of your bedroom.

Sometimes, to strangers that don't know much about you, you say that you have three kids instead of one. Koutaro is, after all, still a little kid. A very bulky, tall muscular one. But still a kid inside.

"Babe! Here's your present!" he says, handing you a box that you already know what has inside, because your husband is the worst at hiding gifts "You're going to be so surprised! I can't wait to see your face!"

You smile, push your hair out of your face and sit down beside him, leaning over to kiss him. He melts in your arms, and even lets out a little moan when you move to pepper kisses behind his ear.

Until your kids start gagging, and you have to break away with an eye roll.

You kiss both of their little heads and bring them into your lap, so you can watch them closely as they open their gifts. It's most of the toys they wanted, some cute clothes for the winter, and more little trinkets and quirky souvenirs Koutaro has amassed during his travels, and waited until then to give to them.

It's all smiles and sweet words in the Bokuto's household, the smell of cinnamon and pine coating the air— the perfect picture of a beautiful family on Christmas.

Until your little boy opens his last gift.

A replica of the same t-shirt the MSBY Jackals wear.

Oh no.

"But dad!" he whines, and you're not quick enough to stop him from saying what he already said to you once during a game, and are only left to sigh, surrendering to what's to come "I don't like the MSBY Jackals! I'm a fan of the Schweiden Adlers!"

When you have to spend the rest of your Christmas morning comforting your miserable curled up in the couch husband, you realize once more that you're not too far away from the truth when you say to strangers that you have three kids instead of two.

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