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heโs not really surprised that she said it, cuz you say it all the time, calling him a "dumbass/hoe ass nigga" or telling him "nigga shut the fuck up." and aizawa teaching black students (mina and deku) and having a few black coworkers (mirko, rock lock and orca) he hears it all the time himself.
but heโs downright flabbergasted when and how she says it right to his face at that; after you told her to go get her father to come here and yk how kids be, adding extra words nobody told them to say. so your kid stands in front of him with a mischievous smile on her face and glint in her dark brown eyes as she says "mommy said to tell you โnigga bring your light bright ass down to the kitchen foโ you donโt get no damn dinnerโ so are you coming daddy?โ
and he pauses for a moment having your black mother mannerisms come out of him. โd/n? whatchu just say to me?โ she pales a bit โno daddy! thatโs what mommy said.โ he calls for you yelling your name. "aye y/n cmere!" you shout a "what!" from your place in the kitchen and he repeats himself. the sound of your slippers hitting the tile as you approach your shared bedroom, the anger in your steps ever so evident, belly protruding cause of your second child as you grumble loudly all the way to the door.
"nigga what? i told d/n to come getโchu for a reason na' my damn feet hurt โn all I wanted tโ do was cook." you look at him with an attitude hand resting on your wide hip as you leaned on the doorway. "whatchu want shota?" you take in the situation, your husband sitting on the bed a displeased expression on his face and your baby girl got tears welling up in her big brown eyes as she fiddle with her fingers.
"why my baby bout tโ cry?" you walk further into the room standing beside your daughter and in front of aizawa with your arms folded, he rubs on your belly looking up at your frustrated eyes. "โm sorry mama." he kissed your belly. "making you walk all the way back here but what did you tell her to tell me?" you suck your teeth when he kisses your belly again 'ainโt this just what i said earlier??'
sighing out your frustration you continued. "i told her to tell you โbring your light bright ass down fore you donโt eat dinner.โ got me walking all up โn down this damn house when you know how fat yoโ damn babies are." he rubs you again "โm sorry.. again itโs just your daughter cursing me out." you snicker before he looks at you with dead eyes.
"oh you was forreal? what did she say?" shota and you both look at your five year old her tears still threatening to fall. "tell your mama what you said." she whimpers while repeating what she told her father earlier, itโs a moment or two of silence before you burst out laughing. "fuck i gotta pee ima pee on myself."
you waddled to the bathroom giggling as shota rolled his eyes this is not the right outcome you came out the bathroom wiping the excess water on the cami as tears filled your ducts "โm sorry baby itโs just that shit was too funny." you sat on the bed next to him as you picked up d/n placing her on shotaโs lap. "youโre supposed to tell her that she shouldnโt be saying those words at her young age."
you pat his face leaning forward to kiss your daughter on both her chubby cheeks fixing around her bonnet. "those arenโt even the extra bad ones.." you caress her cheek with your thumb. "you know not to say those words to your teachers and the grownups outside the house right? unless they need to hear it.." shota nudges your shoulder and you exclaimed playfully. "what sho i donโt think itโs that serious i think itโs quite hilarious in fact."
he shakes his head from side to side kissing the top of your daughtersโ cap "just donโt get used to saying words like that yaโ hear me d/n." she nods her head and yโall stay there for a minute or two loving up on her before you you spoke interrupting the silence. "so baby girl.. say another curse word." "y/n!" you cackle at shotaโs face getting ready to get up.
"iโm just kidding.. alright letโs go i wasnโt slavinโ over that hot ass stove for nothin." your daughter jumped off shotaโs lap running towards the kitchen. aizawa gets up grabbing you by your hand, pulling you towards him minding your belly, your arms wrap around his shoulders stroking the hairs on the back of his neck as he slaps your ass then grabs it. "she gets it from you yaโ know. you need to stop cursing."
you hum pulling him down kissing him tenderly before pulling away, dragging your hands from his shoulders to pat his chest as you look deeply into his eyes. "i ainโt gotta do a fuck thing.. pretty ass nigga." you peck his lips before waddling away.
you turn your head, sticking your tongue and middle finger out at him before crossing the doorway, your husband shook his head know something like that was coming his way as soon as he said those words. 'these girls are finna be the death of me i hope this next girl isnโt so troublesome.'
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