#you'll go home and you'll kiss your wife and pat your kids on the head and you won't be able to stop thinking about him

[storydays]

Clay X Wife! Reader

"We call them meat circles." Clay greeted his brothers dramatically. Their brothers and Poppy greeted him in varying ways before he continued to pinch and baby-talk Branch, ignoring his pleas to call him "Big Branch" or just "Branch."

A voice called out, "Clay, darling, if you want to talk to an actual baby...yours are right here." The group turned to see a light-pink-haired Troll, wearing a dress with a similar design to Clay, walking over with 2 peach color haired Tollings, one sleeping who had mini wrist bands and a diaper and one awake, a yellow pacifier in her mouth, with a couple of flowers placed in her hair and a diaper.

"Melody! Hey, sweetheart, you're finally awake!" Turning to the woman as he took the baby, his eyes softened even more, "Hey (Y/N), how was your nap? You feeling better, baby?"

(Y/N) smiled, adjusting her son slightly. "Yeah, I feel like that fog in my brain is lifted, like I can think clearer. But enough about me, who are the new Trolls?"

"Oh, yeah! Everyone, this is my wonderful wife, (Y/N), and mother of our twins, Melody and Lallo! Baby, these are my brothers, John Dory, Spruce, who goes by Bruce now, and Bit-I mean Branch. That's Poppy, Branch's girlfriend---and wait a second, where's Floyd?" Clay asked, looking for his slightly younger brother.

After explaining why they were there, Bruce spoke up. "Wait, I just realized, you're a dad, too Clay!" He laughed excitedly. Clay grinned from where they were tickling Melody. "Yeah, man! These two are only a few weeks old, but they are amazing! I wouldn't change anything for them."

Melody then started to pull on her father's wild green locks. "Ow! Mel-Mel! Let go! (Y/N), get your demon child!" "Mm-no." snorted (Y/N), as she then gave Clay their son who'd woken up wanting to play with his sister and father. "You traitor!" cried Clay, fighting his grin yelping again when one of the twins grabbed his hair and pulled hard.

Viva and (Y/N) giggled, before finally giving mercy to the CPA. They each took a twin and turned to the group to give Clay a chance to compose themself.

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(Y/N) knew it would bother Clay if he didn't try to help his brothers, but she didn't want them in danger.

Clay gave the sleeping twins a kiss on the head before pressing his forehead against hers, cupping her cheek, and wiping away a few tears. "Promise you'll be safe and come home, okay? These babies are too young to be without their dad. And I don't want to be a widow."

Laughing softly, Clay whispered, "I promise," before pressing a kiss to her lips, and let her rush off to stall Viva.

Bruce pat his brother's shoulder and led them to Rhonda. "Don't worry, buddy. We'll get you back to your wife and kids."

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After freeing Clay and the others freed Floyd, they came to rest at Putt Putt village and picking up (Y/N) and the twins.

Everyone getting along so well, and Bruce offering advice for those first time parent jitters, he could see written all over both of the younger couple's face.

(Y/N) being the most supportive wife,and getting along splendidly with Bruce's wife, Brandi.

The two having a bi monthly moms date, having a monthly girls' night, with Poppy, Viva, Bridget.

Every month, (Y/N) takes her daughter Melody and Brandi brings her daughters for a mommy daughter cousins sisters in law date.

(Y/N) being the Putt-Putt troll preschool teacher, having her kids in class when they're old enough.

Melody and Lallo are both names after music(Melody being the melody of a song, and Lallo means lullaby in Spanish.)

I headcanon that the Putt Putt trolls' two main languages are English and Spanish.

Let me know what you guys think!

@vacayisland

[rand0mfangurlstuff]

Sing Yourself to Sleep - Bucky x Y/N - Part Three - Last Night

Previous part here This part is entirely from Bucky's POV. Based somewhat on Last Night by Morgan Wallen.

Bucky woke up the next morning with a headache that would rival a gun shot wound. 'Morning sleeping Beauty.' it was Buck. Good ol' happy and non hungover Buck. Bucky barely managed a groan. 'You were very late getting back here last night, where you go after you walked Y/N home?' Oh fuck. It hit him like a brick. He would have preferred to be hit by a brick. Y/N. He kissed her. And she ran from him. And he ran after her.

'Y/N wait!' he ran to catch up to her. 'Please, leave me alone Major.' she refused to look at him. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just got carried away.' 'I am married!' she turned to him. 'I know, and the Colonel's a nice guy-' 'You don't have to tell me how nice my husband is!' she snapped. Bucky almost recoiled from her harsh tone, then she softened. 'I'm sorry Major I-' 'Bucky' he corrected her. She sighed, it was almost like using his nickname was too intimate for her. 'Major Egan, you are a wonderful man, and I appreciate you spending time with me tonight. But I am a married woman.' She turned to walk away from him.

'Are you a happily married woman though?' he said almost defiantly. She spun on her heel, shock and anger on her face. 'I beg your pardon?!' 'I've seen you, walking around base alone, or sitting quietly in the corner. I remember that evening we spent sitting on the wing of the fort after we lossed Curt. You're always smiling, but it never reaches your eyes. But tonight, dancing and singing with me and the guys, you looked happy. You were having fun. And your husband had nothing to do with it.' She stood, shocked into silence. Bucky could see a million wheels turning in her head, finally, in a quiet almost shy tone she spoke. 'My husband makes me happy. He's a wonderful man.' 'Are you happy? Or just content? I think I made you really happy tonight.'

Bucky was broken from his thoughts by Buck's voice. 'Bucky? You still in there?' he laughed. 'Uh Buck, I did something bad.' Bucky sat with his headin his hands. 'Thats the whiskey for ya, you'll be fine after you eat something.' Buck patted him on the shoulder. 'It's not the whiskey, well it is, its, I kissed Y/N last night.' Gale Cleven jumped up from the edge of the bed like he had been electrocuted. 'John Egan are you kidding me?!' he shouted. Lowering his tone incase someone heard, he continued 'The Colonel's wife? The God damn Colonel's wife? Have you no sense of decorum? Decency? Or just plain common sense?!' Bucky's head sank further into his hands 'I couldn't help it, we were having a great time, and she's so pretty, and I thought maybe she wanted me to kiss her.' 'And did she? Did the Colonel's wife want you to kiss her?'

'There is more to a marriage than drunkinly dancing Major.' Y/N said, still struggling to look him in the eye. 'I know that, but that's not what I asked you.' She once again deflected his question; 'You have had a lot to drink Major-' 'Oh stop calline me Major! I'm Bucky. I'm the same Bucky who spun you around till you were dizzy and bet you I could fit a whole cupcake in my mouth. You had fun with me, more fun than I think you have had in a long time. Just admit it.' She peeked up at him through her lashes, 'I did have a lot of fun, and I have thanked you for that fun plenty. But that doesn't mean you have the right to kiss me.' 'And none of that means you didn't enjoy it when I did.'

She looked at him in shock. Bucky knew he had her. She couldn't deny the blush on her beautiful cheeks. Bucky took a deep breath, knowing he was crossing a million lines by stepping closer to her. 'You liked it, that's why you ran. If you didn't like it you would have hit me across the face. But you ran because you liked it. And now you're still standing here, letting me get close to you, because you want it to happen again.' She stared at him, lost for words, Bucky took it as an opportunity and kissed her again. This time, she kissed him back.

It was one of those passionate, slightly sloppy kisses. All lips and tongues battling for dominance. Bucky pinned her against the wall, enjoying the feeling of her in his hands. She broke the kiss 'This, this is wrong.' she said inbetween panting breaths. 'We cannot tell anyone about this.' 'That's alright by me doll.' He leaned down to resume their kiss. A few moments later, she broke the kiss, pushing him away. 'I'm sorry Bucky, but that can never happen again. From now on, we don't know eachother.' Bucky didn't like the sound of that, 'Y/N wait, -' 'Goodnight, Major.' her tone was stern, with no room for misinterpritation. She walked away from him and he did not follow.

'I really like her Buck.' Bucky confessed with a sad expression. 'Bucky, you have to snap out of it. She's right nobody can find out about this and you have to pretend you don't know her.' 'I don't think I can.' He said shaking his head. 'And I don't think I can just let that kiss be our last.'

[set-wingedwarrior]

Fic prompt: Rosebird, showering together. Doesn't have to be sexual/lewd, they can just like the intimacy of it and maybe basking in the fact that they have time to spend together. They just like having each other there.

First of all, thank you so much for this prompt and accidentally give me the excuse to write my guilty pleasure: Rosebird parents of Yang and Ruby! Second, I hope you don't mind the shower becoming a bath xD It just felt more intimate, more right for what I wanted to rapresent. And finally, thank you for your patience! Personally, I'm satisfied with how it turned out. I really hope you'll like it as well!

Enjoy!

AO3

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“Mommy!”

Summer can’t help but smile at the 5 year old Yang screaming in delight at her return. She’s a little bummed out, her aura still working to heal her well-hidden wounds, but still catches the kid jumping in her arms with love and happiness.

As much as she loves her Huntress job, coming home is always the best part.

“My Sunny Little Dragon!” she holds her child close “Have you been a good girl while I was away?”

Yang simply nods, before turning to look inside the house “Mom! Mommy’s back!” she calls with enthusiasm.

“I see.” Raven doesn’t take long to appear after that, showing up with Ruby in her arms and a smile of her own. “Welcome home dear.” She says softly.

“Hi Rae.” Summer answers in kind, leaning in for a much-needed kiss. It’s chaste (they’re in front of children after all), but loving. Raven hums and leans into it one second longer when Summer starts to back out, enjoying the feeling of their lips against each other’s.

Yang isn’t as thrilled, and lets out some disgusted noises at the display of affection instead. “Yuck!”

Summer giggles, breaking the kiss to ruffle Yang’s hair, before focusing on the tiniest member of the family “Hello to you too, my little petal!” she says, taking Ruby from Raven’s arms to greet her properly.

“Mommy!” Ruby laughs and squirms in Summer’s arms as she tries to get the best possible hug. In doing so, she accidentally hits a couple of hidden sore spots of hers, making the woman flinch for a fraction of second before being able to hide it off. She hopes Raven hasn’t noticed that.

Summer raises her gaze, meeting Raven’s.

She noticed.

After a few more minutes of greetings, with Summer pampering her two adorable daughters and giving them gifts from her journeys, Raven calls for a stop.

“Alright girls, I think that’s enough, let mommy rest.” She says, taking Ruby back. “Why don’t you go fresh up, I’ll take care of the bags.” she says then to Summer.

“I love you.” The shorter woman leans up to kiss her wife again, shorter this time, then disappears upstairs.

Summer accidentally lets out a little limp in the process.

Raven notices that as well.

“Hey little dragon, do you think you could take care of your sister while I help Mommy?”

“Yes Mom!” Yang does this little military salute, too cute for her own good, making Raven smile.

“Good girl.” she pats her lightly on the head, before handing Yang her little sister.

“Come on Ruby, let’s go play!”

Ruby cheers, happy to spend time with her amazing big sister, and the sight warms Raven’s heart. Sometimes she can’t believe how lucky she is.

Pushing the mushy feelings down, she still has a reputation after all, she moves the bags and reaches for her wife. Their bedroom is empty, sounds of water coming from the closed door of their private bathroom. Raven puts the bags down then knocks. “Sum? Can I come in?” she asks

“…sure!”

There’s a little bit of hesitancy in the answer, as if Summer pondered carefully if it was the case for Raven to get in or not. Raven can already guess why.

When she gets in, she’s proven right: Summer, in the middle of stripping, is covered in bruises and injuries of various genres. Nothing too bad, just an alarming quantity of little things “Summer…” Raven says, not too differently from the way she scolds her daughters when they’re doing or about to do something wrong.

Summer gives her an awkward grin “It’s not that bad..?” she tries. “My aura should finish in a couple of days.”

“…Let’s just get you cleaned up, okay?”

Summer nods and resumes stripping while Raven runs her a warm bath. When there’s enough water in the bathtub, she takes the liberty to drop one of Summer’s favorite bath bombs in it.

Summer smiles at the gesture and moves to get in, but winces again in the process.

“Here, let me help.” Raven says, offering her hand. Summer accepts it and, with Raven’s help, settles in the bathtub. Summer sighs in pleasure at the feeling of warmth engulfing her sore muscles, relaxing enough to let her ignore the little stings from her still open cuts.

There’s nothing better than a warm bath after weeks of Huntress work.

Before she’s able to thank her, Raven is undressing as well.

“Uh, what are you doing?” Summer asks with a raised eyebrow.

“What does it look like?” Raven asks back, dropping her shirt to the ground “I said I’d help you, didn’t I?” she keeps speaking, getting rid of one article of clothing after the other. When bare, she joins Summer in the bathtub, settling behind her.

“Not that I’m complaining,” Summer starts, enjoying the feeling of her wife’s body pressed against hers “but what about the girls?”

“We’re not going to take too long, they’ll be fine.” Raven shakes it off, and starts giving her wife a massage. Summer hums in approval. “Besides, Yang would never let anything happen to Ruby, you know how she is.” She smiles sincerely “She takes after you, you know?” Having Yang being so much like Summer is something that will always warm her heart. Raven will never be too grateful that the little girl took only the best of them.

Summer just giggles “I know.”

Raven keeps her ministrations, massaging sore skin and cleaning off the dried blood stuck on it, leaning down from time to time to drop a kiss or two on her shoulders. Summer feels immensely loved, so much she doesn’t have words to express it. She settles with caressing the soft skin of Raven’s thighs, hoping she’ll still get the message.

She does.

“You don’t have to, you know?” Summer says when Raven picks up the shower gel and squirts a generous dose in her hands.

“I know.” Raven simply says, never missing a beat as she focuses on washing her lover’s body.

They fall in silence after that. It is not the usual comfortable one they’re used to sharing with each other, but it isn’t unpleasant either. It’s the silence of something left unsaid, and pushing to get out in the air. Raven is showing nothing but love and care with her touches, but her turmoil is palpable.

Summer doesn’t mention it, leaving Raven all the time she needs.

After Summer winces again, Raven sighs once again “You need to stop doing this.”

“Do what?”

“Putting others before yourself. Always jumping in the way of someone else’s threat.”

“I don’t know if you noticed, but it is kind of part of being a huntress!”

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

“…I know.”

“…listen. I know you have a gift, but it doesn’t mean you always have to be the one in the front line, taking the hit.”

“But I am the only one who can!” Summer shots back “And how could I in all conscience not do everything I can knowing that lives depend on it?”

“Then what about Ruby and Yang? What am I supposed to tell them if one day you just don’t come back?”

“This isn’t going to-“

“You don’t know that!” Raven yells. It’s rare for her to lose her cool, even when she’s furious. But this isn’t what it is about. She’s not angry, she’s scared, and worried, and in love “Just…don’t forget that our children are depending on you too. That I depend on you too.”

Summer turns, kind of awkwardly, to face her “I understand your fear.” She cups her cheek, her thumb caressing it gently and Raven leans into her touch “…you know I still have to fight. But you also know that nothing can stop me from coming back to my family.”

Raven nods, as she covers Summer’s hand with her own and nuzzles it “Just… be more careful? Please?”

it’s not often that Raven says please, and how can Summer dany her? “…of course.”

Deep down they both know that it isn’t going to change that fat that being huntresses means getting hurt in the process. But it doesn’t matter, as long as summer comes back home to them.

Summer kisses her, and the two of them hold each other tight. The water isn’t so warm anymore, but their hearts are.

“…you’re still going to need disinfectant on those cuts though.”

“Dammitt.”

Raven lets out one of her rare little laughs, the first one since Summer home. With the ghost of a smile still on her face, she resumes washing the body in her arms with all the gentleness and love it deserves.

The dirt and sweat are all washed away, and the cuts and bruises are starting to disappear as well.

Things are going to be okay. They’re going to be alright.

[kamyru]

Hiya, can I request a fic for Toshiki Kasumi please (where MC and Kasumi are married and have a kid)?

It’s prompts 14, 16, 29, 32, 35?

I had an idea for how to tie it in but it’s up to you how you use the prompts of course!

I was thinking maybe the MC shows signs of illness in the first day (14) e.g having low temperature. Then Kasumi looks after her throughout the night and morning (16) and advises her to take the day off

Then maybe a co-worker comes on to him while MC is at home resting (29) where Kasumi either talks about MC and the child then (32) or maybe when he’s telling Takado about the female co-worker that came on to him (32).

Maybe then the MC starts to feel better by the afternoon and Kasumi is feeling down by the whole flirting ordeal so he goes back to the office and sees MC and their child drawing or something (35) - basically MC started to feel better so picked up their child from nursery/ school and decided to surprise him. Then maybe Kasumi mentions how a co-worker flirted with him when they get back home and something happens then. I’ll leave the response up to you? Hope that idea makes sense!

As I said, this is only an idea of how to tie it all in together it’s really up to you whether you use it or not!

Thank you 😊

Hi, @purple-rose27303! Thank you for your request. It's so cute and funny. Also, thank you for your patience in waiting for my answer. I hope you'll like it. Enjoy! ❤️

The prompts list used

14C. Taking their hand in their pocket to help them warm up on a cold day

16C. Coming to their S/O's home in the middle of the night/from work/from far away to take care of them because they are sick

29C. Says "I have a S/O" in the middle of an important meeting when someone is flirting with them

32C. Mentioning their spouse/children in a casual conversation/at work

35C. Turning into a softie when their kids appear

Kasumi - the caring husband (Scenario)

Author's note: Why did I give MC a UTI instead of flu, or something like this: flu and colds are usually infectious diseases. A responsible doctor who works with patients from intensive care won't come to work with flu or a cold. UTIs are common, very painful, cause fever, and can be treated at home (even if you need to go to the doctor beforehand). 

Word counting: 1929

Kasumi looked at his phone. It was already nine in the morning. For some people, it wasn't late. Yet, for him, who slept less than two hours that night, the time was slower than a snail. Who could have thought that MC's altered condition from the previous day would transform into something like this?

Pressing his nose bridge with his fingers, the cardiac surgeon recollected everything that had happened in the past hours. His memories began when he and his wife walked from work to their kid's kindergarten. During the day, MC looked normal. Yet, the moment she went outside, the cold breeze made her shiver. She pressed herself closer to her husband.

"Are you cold?" Kasumi asked, taking MC's hand in his. Her fingers were freezing. Taking both her hands in his, the man blew hot air and tried to rub them. A soft smile appeared on MC's face.

"I am tired," the woman whispered while hugging her lover. "You're so warm," she continued, drawing circles with her fingers on Kasumi's back, underneath his coat.

The Kasumis stayed like this till Toshiki looked at his wristwatch.

"It's getting late. We have to hurry to kindergarten."

After kissing his wife's hair, Kasumi took her by one of her wrists and shoved her hand into his pocket. MC pushed herself playfully into her husband, an action awarded with a head-pat.

Though, all he had time to do was to take his son from kindergarten and go back to work because of an urgent call he got from there. He had no idea that another urgent call would make him return in a few hours. After performing the surgery, everything was calm. Kasumi decided to stay for a little bit more, so to make sure that the patient was stable. When his phone rang at two in the morning, he thought it was another urgency from the hospital. Yet, on the screen appeared "Mrs. Kasumi ♥". It was how he named his wife the day they married, and it lasted till now.

On the one hand, Toshiki was happy to hear his wife's voice. On the other, he had a bad feeling about this late call. Unfortunately, he was right. MC's voice was weak, and the man could hear her chattering teeth.

"I feel sick," she cried. It was enough to make her husband rush home to see what happened.

He entered the house ten minutes later to a shivering MC under the warmest blanket. Kasumi had no idea if she was asleep or not, yet even in the dark, he could see tears glistening on her face.

"We are going to the hospital," Toshiki told his wife while wiping away the tears from her cheeks. Kissing MC's forehead, he started to look for the thermometer while calling Takado. Inserting the thermometer into MC's mouth, he explained to his friend the entire situation and asked him to take his son for the night.

In ten minutes, the entire Kasumi family was at Takado's. In less than fifteen, Toshiki and MC were at the hospital. It was already dawn when they finished the clinical investigation. The doctor explained to the other doctors what the results were. UTI - it was bothersome yet treatable. Antibiotics and bed rest could do wonders. The doctor looked at the other doctor, who looked at the third. Deciding that MC and Kasumi would be able to deal with it at home, the couple headed to the parking lot. With his phone in his hands, Kasumi called Takado:

"Sorry to bother you even more, but could you..," he didn't finish the sentence because the orthopedist had already given his answer.

"I already know, don't worry. I'll take your son to kindergarten. How's MC?"

Kasumi explained everything to his friend and headed home. MC took painkillers and was feeling a little bit better. Yet, before returning to her ruined sleep, she convinced her husband to go to work.

"I would call you as often as possible to update you about how I feel. If I don't feel okay, I'll call you or Takado. If none of you is answering, I'll call the ambulance. I'll text you if you are too busy to talk to me. Don't worry. I'll be okay!"

Still, it was hard for Toshiki to leave his wife alone and sick. So, he called the hospital to tell them he would be late. He let his wife fall asleep on his lap while he played with her hair. After Kasumi made sure that MC was sleeping, he decided to cook something light for her to eat when she woke up.

So, there he was, at nine in the morning, waiting for his wife to call him, even if he knew she had fallen asleep less than two hours ago. Kasumi knew better than to think it was what she had wanted. MC was the one to convince her husband to go to work to take care of the patients that had it worse than her. Yet, there he was, thinking only about her.

A sudden knock on his door made Dr. Kasumi put away his phone and act like the most concentrated man alive. Matsunaga's broad smile was pissing the cardiologist off.

"The doctors who want to watch your upcoming operation this week are already here. They want to hear your plan."

Kasumi rolled his eyes.

"Like now?"

"Like now," Matsunaga confirmed.

Making sure to take his phone, Kasumi went after Matsunaga to give a useless talk that could have waited. In the room were a few familiar faces, and a new one, of a young female cardiac surgeon. After giving all the details, the Q&A session began. All this time, Dr. Kasumi's hand was in the same pocket as his phone to know if it buzzed. Suddenly, an unexpected question changed the atmosphere from a professional one to an awkward one:

"Is it only me, or does your mind wander somewhere else?" the young woman asked, her words accompanied by a know-it-all laugh.

"I am sorry if I give you this impression. I promise it won't interfere with the surgery," Kasumi bowed.

"People always tell me that it's hard for them to concentrate near me. You don't have to be sorry. It's something natural," the woman continued while chuckling.

Dr. Kasumi ran his left hand through his bangs and then put his hand on the edge of the desk, near the pseudo-popular girl. Cooperating, a ray of sunshine fell on his wedding band, making it sparkle.

"My wife is home alone with a high fever, and I am waiting for a call from her to make sure that she is alright. I am sorry if my personal life makes you question my professionalism."

A smirk appeared on Matsunaga's face. Even from the start, he knew that the woman didn't come to look at the surgery. Instead, she was more interested in the surgeon. So, Kasumi let her know he wouldn't tolerate discussions besides those regarding the patient.

When the meeting came to its logical ending, Toshiki felt his phone buzzing. Excusing himself for leaving first, he picked it up. MC updated him about her well-being and complimented the food he had made. A soft smile appeared on the cardiologist's face. After dealing with all those doctors, hearing his wife's voice was a blessing.

"I heard someone tried to steal you away from MC during the meeting," Hosho said when Kasumi entered the office. The Chief was already used to how fast the gossip ran through the EICU.

"As if they could," was everything Kasumi said. Everyone thought he would retreat to his office. Yet, Kasumi's gaze searched for a certain orthopedist. When his eyes finally landed on Takado, an unexpected smile appeared on his face. "How was the morning? I hope my son didn't bother you too much."

"No. Good thing he's more like you than like MC. He asked me a few questions about what had happened and went reluctantly to kindergarten," Takado explained.

A soft smile appeared on Kasumi's face. It was the sign that a waterfall of words would follow. Before Baby Kasumi was born, no one knew his dad could talk so much. Toshiki didn't miss the opportunity to tell everyone how lucky he was to have such a wonderful family. Excusing themselves, everyone left except Takado, who didn't have a plausible reason.

"He's such a fantastic kid. Everyone says that I was a genius. Yet, when I look at him, I understand that I was nothing in comparison with how smart he is. Yet, I want him to get a taste of his childhood. I won't forgive myself if I ever find out that he feels pressed to be the way he is. A few days ago, he drew his family at kindergarten. Do you want to see the photos of the drawing? I have to bring his art to work. I know that I already have a lot of things made by him in here, yet there's no such thing as too much. I am proud of everything he does. Isn't he a fantastic kid?"

The smile on Takado's face got more strained with each word Kasumi said. MC and Baby Kasumi had the one feared surgeon whipped for them. There was a single thing that could stop Kasumi from bragging about his family - work. And that saved Takado from being Kasumi's victim for another few hours.

MC was right when she assumed her husband would be too busy to answer her calls. So, Kasumi got at least ten messages from MC about her health.

The cardiac surgeon was so busy that the entire EICU decided it was safe to return to their office without being told everything about his family. And that was why they were the first to find out about MC's surprise. Takado, who saw Mrs. Kasumi shivering in the car last night, was worried sick. Yet, MC's usual playfulness and energy put him at ease. Moreover, even if they ran away from Kasumi's brag, the entire EICU adored Baby Kasumi. So, thanking MC for bringing him with her, they competed with each other for his attention. The boy was really exceptionally smart. However, his mom's influence was there too. And the kid had a strange sense of humor, episodes of incomprehensible energy, and talkativeness from time to time.

When Kasumi returned to the office, he didn't understand at first what was the matter. Though, he heard a laugh that he couldn't ever mistake. Baby Kasumi was already running in his dad's hands. Putting him on his shoulders, the doctor went to his wife. A caring hand found its place on MC's forehead.

"Are you feeling better?"

MC leaned into her husband's touch and nodded. Her lower back still hurt, and she felt somehow flabby. Yet, spending more time with Kasumi was worth it.

"Hosho told me about your new fan," MC teased Toshiki. If his son weren't there, Kasumi would probably swear.

"Who cares? In the end, you are the one I am returning home to."

MC bit her lips to stop the desire to kiss her husband there and then. Instead, she took his left hand in hers and started to play with his wedding band.

"And I am grateful to have someone as caring as you by my side."

A collective "Bleh" echoed through the office. It was something Kasumi didn't want his son to take from his uncles, yet it was too late. Ignoring everyone's envy, the happy Kasumi family headed home.

[heecyon]

Enhypen's little angels: First Day of Preeschool

Lee Heeseung

“You sure you have everything, buddy?”

“Yep.”

“Every single material?”

“Yep.”

“You sure you aren't forgetting anything?” Heeseung heard a huff from his wife, and turn on his heels to look at her.

“Seojoonie will be fine, trust me, I'm pretty sure he's ready.”

“But he's too small to go to school, can't he just stay with us another year?”

“Love, he's old enough to go to school, he's ready to go out there and learn. He needs this, we can't neglect his education.” He sighed at Mina's words, looking down at the child with bread cheeks.

“Come on buddy, let's go to school.” Seojoon nodded and grabbed his father's hand, with the other he grabbed his mother's pinky.

Park Jongseong

“Mommy, do I have to go in?” Mila saw the amount of kids running around in the classroom, while her petite form hide behind her mother's legs.

“Does she have to go in, Love? I don't think this is a good idea, she's way to scared.”

“Jay, I know she's scared, and I don't want to let her go too, but we can't skip this just because she's scared, that way she'll never go to school.” Bella scolded him a little, before looking at the scared child behind her.

“My love, I know you are scared, but look at the bright side, you'll make new friends, have lots of fun.”

“But I don't need friends, I have you and daddy and always have lots of fun.” She said with her eyes turning watery while looking at her Jay.

Jay and Bella looked at each other, while he rubbed the little one's shoulders trying to comfort her.

“You know what, baby? When I pick you up from school, we'll go for your favourite ice cream and when we get home we'll cuddle all you want.” Jay said brushing his nose on her cheeks making her giggle.

“Pinky promise?” She said extending her pinky.

“Pinky promise.”

Shim Jaeyun

“Papa, Papa!” Jacob ran to his father's arms, making Jake let out a little yelp.

“There's my handsome boy! Did you have fun? Did you behave?” The kid nodded when his homeroom teacher walked over to them.

“You have a very well-behaved boy, Mr. Shim. He participated a lot at class and made a few friends, he's a really sweet child.” Jake smiled at the teacher's words, feeling so happy and overwhelmed.

“Do you want to show your dad the drawing you made for him?”

“Yes, Miss Choi!” the kid ran to his seat grabbing the paper before running back to his dad and giving his dad the drawing he made for him.

He draw three human sticks in the paper which represented, Jake, Teagan and little Jacob.

“You did a great job baby, you are so cute, Let's go home.”

Park Sunghoon

The small family reached the school salon as Jin Ae saw the pretty decorated classroom, and a lot of students running around happily, others where being comforted by their teacher because of how much they missed their parents.

Jin Ae entered the class, she knew where she was going to seat, left her pink backpack on top of her seat and ran again to her parents side.

“Shoo! Shoo! Leave!” She said pushing her parents out of the classroom.

“Are you kicking us out, darling?!” Sunghoon asked as he smiled sadly.

“Yes, I am!” “You can go home now.”

“But what about our kiss, darling?” Hyeyoung said as she expected a kiss on the cheek.

Jin Ae kissed her parents cheeks, before going back inside her classroom.

Hyeyoung heard a snif before seeing that her husband was tearing up.

“Sunghoon are you ok?” He shook his head while more tears rolled down his cheeks.

“I guess I'm just emotional today.”

Kim Sunoo

“My babies!”

The twins ran into Sunoo's embrace, and then he placed various kisses on his children's head.

“Tell me everything about your day, was it amazing? did you have loads of fun?” Young-Jae nodded.

“It was fun until JaeJae starting stealing all of my new friends?”

“Well you were being really boring, so I helped them.” Jae gave a flashing smile to his sister showing his milk teeth.

“That was so rude!” She slapped her brother's arm, making Jae hiss.

“No! What did I tell you about slapping, Young-hee?” Sunoo grabbed his daughter's tiny arms.

“But I'm the oldest!”

Sunoo's gaze turned serious for a moment and Young-Hee had no problem, but looked down at her feet.

“I shouldn't slap my brother, because it's bad and rude.” She lowered her voice.

“Now cheer up my babies, let's go eat pizza!”

Yang Jungwon

As he reached the studio he couldn't help, but remember the cute kiss on his cheeks that Seung-hye left there.

“This your happiness kiss so you won't be sad.”

It felt like it was yesterday that he could finally pick her up in his arms after being several weeks in NICU, it felt like yesterday he could finally see her at least a little bit healthy, it felt like yesterday that she was so tiny.

“Have a good day at school, please take care. Appa loves you!” The feeling of finally seeing that she'll soon grow up was consuming his heart.

“Jungwon-ah, are you okay?” Heeseung and Sunoo approached him as the rest of the members put their eyes on him.

“Seung-hye is growing up and I didn't even notice.” He said with tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Aw! Jungwon, it's normal to feel this way, she's your daughter and want to spend how much time you can with her.”

“Yeah, Sunno-Hyung, but I didn't know I would miss her this much.”

His members heart softened seeing how his leader was so emotional.

Nishimura Riki

“Hinata-San, please stop rambling and let me do your hair.”

“No!” Hinata ran upstairs to go to her room.

“Niki! Come help me with your daughter!” Niki ran to look for his daughter, finding the little girl seating at the edge of the bed with wet and blushed cheeks.

“Tiny... What's going on? I thought you were excited about school” He said patting his daughter's head.

“I was, but I know that you will leave me forever.” He frowned at his daughter's words, confused on what she was talking about.

“Who told you that, tiny?”

“Nobody, it's just that I noticed because you are taking me away.” Hinata pouted and with that Niki giggle a little bit before calming down.

“Hinata, you are just going there for a few hours and then will go back to pick you up.”

“Huh?” The girl was poorly confused, well absolutely confused at what was happening.

But then she pouted again and touched her lips, thinking.

“But who am I supposed play with if you are not there? Who am I gonna cuddle?” She said getting closer to Niki and hugging his waist making him smile.

“I'm pretty sure you are going to make loads of friends... As for the cuddles...”

“They're just for me and mommy exclusively.” He tickled her making her laugh, and then a cute smile formed throughout the rest of the day for the little one.

[bumblesimagines]

Green Thumb

Part 18

Request: Yes or No

Also kind of short

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You stared out at the river, fingers warm from the heat of the mug in your hands. You felt tired, empty, and disappointed. The roof was a nice place to sit and think. Your gaze dropped down to the ground below.

"I don't believe this is the safest way to test your abilities, (Y/N). Especially since Sam doesn't have on his wings." Vision said in concern, watching Sam hype himself up. You shook your head, laughing.

"It's definitely not safe." You grinned, watching Sam. He looked down from his spot on the roof, shaking off nerves.

"Run the idea by me again." Vision said as Wanda chuckled softly.

"Alright, Sam is gonna jump off the roof and I'm gonna use my powers to keep up in the air. If they don't work, Wanda will catch him."

"You're gonna allow this, Wanda?" Vision looked at the redhead. Wanda shrugged, sipping on her tea with a small smile.

"Ready?" Sam called, sliding down his googles. You nodded, backing up a bit, grinning widely. Sam backed up out of sight before running off the roof. You raised your hand, watching him suddenly fly up. He screamed, arms and legs flailing.

"You might gonna to catch him, Vis!" You called as Sam briefly disappeared past a cloud. Vision flew up, catching Sam and flying back to the ground. Sam raised a hand to his chest, feeling his heartbeat as he panted.

"Again?"

"Again."

"Kind of chilly out here, don't you think?" You turned your head, looking at Tony. He took a seat beside you, sighing.

"So, how'd it go?" Tony asked, turning to look at you. You licked your lips, lightly shrugging as you sipped on your hot chocolate.

"Good. I learned a lot about my family. It was confirmed that, uh, I was indeed abandoned by my mother. It's great." You told him, giving a small nod. Tony hummed.

"It builds character." Tony said. You snorted, looking down at the hot chocolate.

"Yeah, I guess so." You muttered.

"What'd you learn?" Tony asked, watching you. You sighed, head tilting up. You stared at the passing clouds.

"That my dad was killed here... By.. The Winter Soldier." You breathed out. Tony stayed silent, frowning as he nodded.

"I.. I can't blame him. He was brainwashed and not in control. How did you react when you found out about Bucky and your parents?" You asked, looking at him. Tony licked his lips, looking away from you. He seemed to think about his words, eyes squinting slightly.

"I.. I was more hurt by Rogers than by what Barnes did. Rogers kept it from me and he never planned on telling me. Even if we didn't consider each other friends.. We were teammates. How was I supposed to be okay with trusting him with my life when he was never gonna tell me about my parents?" Tony frowned, sighing heavily. You bit your bottom lip.

"I'm sorry Steve betrayed you like that." You said softly. You wouldn't want to work with someone who betrayed you either. You took in a small breath, looking at him curiously.

"Do you think Steve knows? About my dad?"

"Unless Barnes saw some similarities between you and your dad, probably not. Your dad covered his tracks. He made sure he wouldn't be connected to his family. Very smart of him." Tony offered a small smile. You reached into your back pocket, taking out a photo. It was of the whole family. Your grandparents, Florine, Michael, and even Gerdie as a pup. You turned it around to the back, looking at the phone number.

'Call when you need me, kid'

"People really need to stop calling me kid." You mumbled, huffing softly. Tony chuckled.

"You look like one."

"Oh, fuck off, old man." You gave Tony a playful glare. He scoffed, touching his chest dramatically.

"Are you really gonna retire? I mean, at this point, you're asking to be called an old man." You pointed out, grinning when Tony rolled his eyes.

"Pepper and Morgan need me. I don't want to be an absent father. I know how it feels to have one and.. I don't want to be like my father. I won't make the same mistakes."

"You'll make new mistakes." You shrugged lightly. Tony shot you a look. "But I'm sure you're a great father!"

"Right." Tony grunted, shaking his head. You chuckled softly, placing your cup beside you. You inhaled softly.

"When I was drunk.. I vividly remembering saying that you suck before passing out. What happened?"

"Oh, you were a goddamn mess. Definitely an emotional drunk." Tony replied, making you groan softly, cheeks flushing from embarrassment.

"You said I was a lucky bastard and you cried.. You also kissed me." Tony looked at you, gaze searching for a reaction. Your lips parted, brows raising.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Uhm.." You licked your lips, straightening up and clearing your throat. You stayed silent, thinking of what to say in response.

"Pepper doesn't have to know. It was a drunk kiss that nobody really saw, right? I mean, I already have enough on my plate. I don't need an angry wife on top of that." You blurted out, shrugging lightly. Tony cleared his throat, nodding.

"Yeah, of course. It barely lasted a second." Tony looked forward, scratching the side of his neck. Awkward silence took over, both you and Tony unsure on how to proceed without making things even more weird.

"How are you?" Tony suddenly asked, turning towards you. "Like, in general."

"Terrible."

"Yeah, I feel that. Wanna... Wanna talk about it?" Tony asked. You stared at him, brows furrowing.

"Are you practicing on me for when Morgan needs a talk with you?" You questioned, head tilting slightly. Tony shrugged.

"Yes and no."

"That's nice." You huffed softly, gaze drifting towards the setting sun. You watched him, shoulders slumping.

"I feel.. Incredibly alone. Yeah, Nat is here but I can't rely on her. She has her own issues to deal with. Bruce... Bruce is god fucking knows where and if I tried talking to him, he'd probably just stand there. Clint is also god fucking knows where. Thor fucked off the moment they came back from killing Thanos. The outerspace crew is kind of weird. Steve is... Steve. He'd just give me a speech and a pat on the shoulder. Carol barely comes to Earth and she's also pretty intimidating." You licked your lips, shaking your head as you brought your knees up to your chest.

"The people I used to talk to have either.. Died or chosen to leave. I have to take care of a big ass fucking farmhouse cause its goddamn owner left! My life is slowly falling apart and I have to comfort myself cause nobody seems to care enough! I am so fucking tired of feeling tired. I thought I had found a family but I guess I'm not good enough for those." You raised your voice, feeling the wind get harsh for a quick minute. You let out a deep breath, eyes shutting to keep the tears from falling. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders, gently leaning you against a warm body. You sniffle, a shakey sigh leaving you.

"And I am so tired of crying." You whispered. Tony gently leaned his head against yours, hand squeezing your arm.

"I know.. I'm sorry." He said quietly. You relaxed against him, feeling numb and empty. You looked down at the photo. You wondered if this was the life Michael had wanted for you. To be a hero to a planet missing fifty percent of its inhabitants.

"You know what might make you feel better?" Tony asked.

"What?" You sat up, using the sleeve of your jacket to wipe your nose as you sniffled. Tony stood, motioning for you to follow. He offered his hand, watching you pick up the mug. You took his hand, holding it as Tony led you off the roof and down the stairs. You placed the mug on the nearest table, letting him guide you outside and onto the field. You stood in the middle, looking at him with furrowed brows.

"Letting it out." He finally answered, letting go of your hand and taking some steps back. He raised his arms.

"Let it out. Scream, kick, punch, curse. Let it all out." Tony said, smiling widely. You sniffled, still unsure.

"C'mon, I'll do it with you. On a count of three, okay? One... Two... Three!" You inhaled with Tony, eyes shutting as you screamed as loud as you could. You heard Tony chuckle in amazement, opening your eyes. You noticed he had been knocked down onto the grass, the trees nearby having been bent back by the wind. The grass around your feet were burned and gray clouds had formed in the sky. You noticed Tony looking up at something behind you so you turned, blinking and slowly looking up at the large ice spikes that almost reached the clouds.

"Holy shit." You whispered, taking a step back.

"You're still on the tip of the iceberg with your powers, Elsa." Tony said, getting up as it began to thunder. You felt some weight off your chest, turning to face you.

"You know.. That actually did help." You chuckled, smiling gently.

"Well, I am a genius." Tony replied, digging into his pocket and pulling out car keys.

"I should get going. Pepper's cooking dinner and I don't want to miss it." Tony said. You nodded, walking with him towards the road. A sports car drove out of the garage, stopping infront of Tony.

"All my things have already been sent home." Tony said, looking at you. You hummed, nodding.

"You can be an asshole sometimes but.. You'll be missed." You told him softly. Tony gave a genuine soft smile.

"You should visit, kid. You might like my new place." Tony said, opening the door and getting in.

"Give me a call and I'll visit when I can." You said, watching him buckle up. Tony nodded, sliding on sunglasses.

"I'll be seeing you."

"Not really looking forward to it." You replied, hearing a small snort before the car drove off. You watched it go, sighing softly. You looked over at the spikes, licking your lips.

"What more can I do?"

~

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[miraculous-trinity-leo]

Tᕼᗴ ᑕᕼᗩOTIᑕ ᗩᑎᘜᗴᒪ

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)

Chapter 3: Au Revoir Gotham My True Home

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Marinette explained what happened and that she didn't mean to cause trouble, she didn't know why the bats were looking for her (author to audience... it's because she looks like one of his bat kids gone rouge.) When she asked how they knew the Bat was looking for her, she found out that Selina was actually dating the Bat... So Marinette was very surprised at that, her family talked about it and a few days after her birthday she'll be going to Paris, France with Selina to be with a family friend of hers. Marinette was now really thinking she was cursed, but she made sure to take it in stride and spend as much time with her friends and family as possible.

"Doan wawhry suguh, we'll make sure tuh visit as much as possible, yuh can even visit us durin' summuh and wintuh break." - Harley held back the tears as she hugged Marinette, Bud, Lou, Ivy, Selina, Ed and even Frank joined in on it.

……… ………

Marinette was out with her friends still not sure how to tell them, she started with the obvious.

"Sooo... tomorrow I turn 10... the double digits." - Marinette

"Soon you'll be one of us!" - Garfield gave Marinette a side hug with a big smile, god he made it harder to tell them

"So what do you want to do? We can celebrate, tomorrow and the day after that, and the day after that, heck we can celebrate for the whole week while we're at it!" - Garfield

Rachel noticed the sad smile Marinette had as Garfield continued talking.

"Is there something you need to tell us?" - Rachel's words stoped Garfield in his tracks, he then looked at a slightly teary Marinette, and he felt a slight tinge of pain in his chest.

"I- um, I'm moving this Saturday... I'm sorry I really don't want to, but- *hic* I-" - Marinette was cut off by Garfield giving her a hug, he rubbed small circles on her back as she let out a few sobs. Rachel patting her shoulder to try and comfort her.

After they were like that for a few minutes, they decided to get ice cream

……… ……… ………

"I'm sorry." - Marinette eating her chocolate chip ice cream

"It's not your fault Mari, besides, we can officially say we have a pen pal in Paris." - Garfield with his chocolate mint ice cream trying to lighten the mood, managed to get a chuckle out of Marinette.

"We can still video call, or text you. And your parents said you can visit on summer and winter break." - Rachel just starting her strawberry ice cream

"But what if I need a friend to talk to when I can't sleep? Or if I need a movie buddy? Or gaming buddy?" - Marinette

"There are online multiplayer games we can play you know." - Rachel

"Yeah, and I'm sure you'll make friends over there really quickly, I mean you already know a few other languages, including French, so there isn't any communication problems." - Garfield

"I wish you guys could come with me..." - Marinette almost done with her ice cream

"... Didn't you say you always wanted a hamster, maybe one that's unique, like a the rare Green Gotham Hamster?" - Garfield with a mischievous grin

"Selina's family friends own a bakery, so no pets allowed. Sorry Rare Green Gotham Hamster, I'm afraid you're staying native to Gotham." - Marinette said patting his shoulder.

"Wait they own a bakery?! As in you can be on a sugar high 24/7?! Take me with you!!" - Garfield

……… ……… ………

Soon it was time for them to go home, when Marinette got home, she continued packing what she would need, making sure that her Siren plushies where safely secure, and then went to eat dinner.

The next day she made sure to get up early, Garfield and Rachel knew where she lived, and wanted to make sure everything was ready for them, setting up the games they would play into the night, and the movies they would watch after that.

She then went to the Gardens to greet her Mom and the plants, doing the usual routine of checking all the plants, complimenting and watering them. During which a sleepy Harley walked over giving Ivy and Marinette a morning kiss before going to make her coffee.

At breakfast she didn't see her Aunt yet, she assumed she was robbing someone rich again.

……… Over to Catwoman ………

"Come ta mama." - Catwoman mumbled as she used her claws to cut the glass surrounding an old elegant purple sapphire that belonged to one of Gotham's founding fathers' wives.

……… Back to Marinette ………

About an hour after breakfast Garfield and Rachel came over, holding Marinettes' rapped presents, they started the day off with trivia games, which they called the MIQ (which can mean either Marinette Isley-Quinzel or in this case Memory Intelligence Quiz) which Marinette and Rachel came to a tie followed by Ivy, then Harley, and Garfield. They then moved on to board games, Marinette decided to play The Game of Life rather than Monopoly (because lets be honest, who has ever finished that game in the time of a signle day? An extreme speedrunner... maybe.) while the adults got the cake ready. Surprisingly Garfield won, he got the acting career, a sports car, a nice old fashioned mid modern house, a wife, and 3 kids... Marinette got the fashion designer career, got a motorcycle, and a small, but nice victorian house, a husband, and one kid... and Rachel got the scientist career (because science is just simplified mortal magic), a delorean car (and even said "Since science is magic I can make it fly, so technically, I don't need roads where I'm going."), a modern cabin in the woods, single (she didn't want a significant other to interrupt her magic science) and got a pet bird.

Once Selina and Ed came over, they began the party, playing games like DDR, Ultimate Mecha Strike 2, and Racing games.

When it came time for Marinette to blow out her candles, she wished that everything would be okay, and that she will be able to come back to Gotham permanently, and blew them out.

She then got to open her presents, she started with Harley's, and got a custom baseball bat that was a dark steel blue, with a light grey handle grip, and it had the words "Quinn For Da Win" on it, putting a smile on her face, when she opened Ivy's gift she got seeds of her favorite flowers to plant over in Paris. She then opened her Uncle Ed's gift, which was a small watch that had special A.I., it had a cover over the inside screen that would flip open to reveal another screen. The cover was silver with a blue question mark, and when it opened, it showed the time, and the location you where in, it could also act as a GPS, and a phone (it could even play music AND had an incredible battery life span). She then moved on to her Aunt Selina's gift, finding a small purple sapphire in the shape of a cat paw, surrounded in silver. She then opened Rachel's gift, it was a travel mug that said "Coffee lives in my veins." (Marinette started drinking coffee recently) which made Marinette laugh, and then she got to Garfield's gift. When she opened it, she found a handmade charm bracelet, it had animals that she really liked around it, and there was one that was a small tiger, with it's eyes and nose having a light green peridot stone, to represent the first day they met. She put the bracelet on her right rist and thanked Garfield for it, and gave everyone a big hug.

She spent the rest of the day playing with her friends, having a wonderful time, and getting a massive sugar rush from all the cake they had. When it came time for dinner they were running low on energy, but were back to normal after Harley snuck some coffee into their food... The only thoughts that went through Garfield and Rachel's minds where "That's why Mari drinks this stuff..."

After dinner they played all kinds of video games, and ended it by watching Back To The Future. They fell asleep some time after 2am.

……… ……… …….

The next morning they all had breakfast and then spent the day playing parkour tag over roofs and playing I spy games. And at the end of the day Marinette gave her friends a big hug, before heading back home. She spent her time with her moms, Uncle, and Frank, playing more boardgames and discussing what she should do to make friends...

"Just be yawhself, we love yuh fawh who yuh are, and I'm sure everyone in Paris will love yuh too... if dey doan, den dey most likely have a massive defective reject of a brain." - Was Harley's opinion

"Riddle the f-ck out of their brain, if they can solve all of them, and like you for you, then they are worthy." - Which was Ed's opinion

"Use a chemical based compound from the magnolia flower, combined with three tulip petals, one rose petal, and pollen from a lilac to create a befriending potion." - Ivy's words made everyone silent before Ed spoke up

"... Harley if you're being mind controlled blink." - Ed deadpaned, which had Marinette cackling

"I'm not bein' mind controlled, also yuh nawhmally say ‘blink once or twice’ not just ‘blink’ I could blink at any random interval and yuh woun't know what tuh tink, and here I thoughtcha were a genius." - Harley with her head on Ivy's lap as Marinette starts wheezing.

"I think y'all broke her." - Frank just pointed to Marinette as she was still cackling and wheezing while in the fetal position.

That's when Selina walked in...

"What the hell did you guys do to Kitten?!" - Selina dropping the bags she got from some high end shop, and after they made sure Marinette was still alive they continued their game... and Marinette may have actually written the list of ingredients for that position, but only as a last resort. When it was time for them to sleep Marinette spent the night with her moms, like she use to when she was 4.

She got up early to make sure everything was ready, she had her sketch book in her backpack, as well as some pencils, ear buds, snacks and a picture of her with her family and friends. She decided to wear her new watch and charm bracelet as she finished checking her bag, she then went into the garden to say goodbye to all the plants, and to give Bud, Lou and Frank one last goodbye. She had about 3 hours before her and her Aunt were to head to the airport, and she spent that time with her moms, almost never leaving their side.

……… ……… …….

As the plane took off she looked out the airplane window, saying goodbye to Gotham, until her next visit home....

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Chapter 3 complete, also just in case I didn't describe her B-day gifts good enough, here's what they look like (꒪꒳꒪)

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[procrastination-queenie]

Baby | JJK

Pairing: husband!au Jeon Jungkook x Wife!au reader.

Warning: c-section surgery, nothing too detailed. Baby fever. Very slight mention of smut. Fluff. The reader is a foreigner. Mentions of cultural differences.

The part written in italics is a flashback

Synopsis: You and Jungkook agreed not to have babies right away after your marriage, yet you find yourself witnessing a cute situation that leaves you thinking otherwise.

A/N: I am begging you guys for the gazillion time to please let me know what you think. Thanks in advance.😊

Word count: 4,178.

This part can be read as a continuation to Marry you.

Babies! Oh God! You cannot express how fed up you were because of that word. After you and Jungkook got married, your family members had nothing to talk about to you except babies. It's like they were pressuring you, well scratch that, they were, but unconsciously though. You couldn't blame them. You grew up in a culture that was not really open to the idea of "we are gonna wait a few years until we feel like we're ready."! Yeah, this ideology does not exist!

"Wait until when? I am not living more than I already am!" Your grandma would say, or "wait for what? Are you still getting to know each other after a five-year relationship?" Your grandpa would scoff, and your favourite one was "Hunny, are you kidding? You'll never be ready! No one is ever really ready! … You think me and my sister had you, kids, because we were ready?" Your auntie would say in disbelief laughing lightly at your logic with said sister, your mum, sitting next to her shaking her head in disappointment with a "can you believe her?" murmured in annoyance.

You didn't have the heart to blame your family that's how they were raised for generations, and for you to try and change their mind-set would be difficult, almost impossible. That is until you and Jungkook refused to talk upon the matter anymore saying that this is your life and you're free to do whatever you both agree on, only then did they stop nagging you; however, you knew they were not happy about it.

Jungkook on the other hand never really minded the idea of babies, in fact, if you told him that you were ready, he would gladly help you right away, if you know what I mean, but knowing your concerns, not only did he comfort you, but also respected that you were not there yet, mentally. You would always tell him "I sometimes think that I am still a baby, myself. How can I have one when I think like that!" He would chuckle, patting your head and cuddling you closely "Baby, it's okay. We don't need to have one right now! Why are you so worried about it?" He asked looking down at you since he was resting his chin on your head. "I mean, aren't you bothered about it? Don't you want to have your own child?" You pouted thinking that maybe you're holding one of Jungkook's wishes back which can make you feel that you're not good enough for him. "Well, baby, of course, I want a child, but I want to have it with you, and if you're not ready that's totally fine! I mean when I think about it, it is a huge deal, you're going to house a human being in your body for 9 long months, and your body would go through drastic changes, plus you'd have to not only take care of yourself but the baby growing inside you, as well!" Jungkook cradled you to his chest moving aside a lock of your hair behind your ear. "It's all amazing, but you're the one who's carrying a baby, I would never pressure you to do that if you're not ready!" He said looking into your eyes sincerely. "Oh, I love you so much!" You said giving him a few repetitive pecks on his lips. "How did I end up with such an amazing man!" Your lips barely meeting his, whispering before you closed the small gap between you, kissing him with all the passion and love you held for this wonderful husband of yours.

That all changed when one day you were at the hairdresser's getting a new hair cut. You were looking through your phone waiting for your turn until you noticed a woman entering the shop. She had this unusual aura to her, like something about her seemed to interest you, she walked around as if she had accomplished something amazing but wouldn't brag about it as if to let her accomplishment speak for itself. You understood why you felt that because minutes later, two identical accomplishments followed her suit. They were two identical boys who were probably 4 or 5 years of age. You were in awe when you saw them following their mummy, like lost puppies. They resembled her greatly, and behaved very well as if their mum promised to buy them Disneyland if they did. They stood next to her looking up at her as if she is their whole world.

For a moment you imagined that with Jungkook, and what would it feel like to have a baby in both of your lives. How would it feel to have a child of your own looking at you the way these boys looked at their mum.

For weeks to follow, you were almost obsessed with the twin boys you saw at the hair salon. How they dressed, how they behaved, how they sat obediently eating their sweets waiting for their mum to finish, how their mother would look at them through the mirror every once in a while to check on them, how they cutely complimented her saying that "mummy is the prettiest girl ever!" With wide eyes looking up in amazement and cute small sticky fingers from the sweets reaching up in the air in excitement. The whole thing kept repeating over and over in your head which led you to look up some photos of babies and reading more about them and what's new in the parenting world that parents try and apply with their kids. You even reached the point where you would stop at the babies section, racking through cute onesies, making Jungkook arch an eyebrow in amazement. "Are you pregnant or something?" He would ask eyeing your belly before looking up at your face trying to see what's going on inside your head. You would shake your head slightly before reluctantly letting go of the tiny baby clothes and taking Jungkook's hand to move to another department of the store.

Jungkook, too, could feel a change in your behaviour, like how you would gaze longingly at kids playing at the park when you had your picnics there, how you would pause to listen to a show that talks about babies and how to care for them, he even caught you reading a book about pregnancy. His heart skipped a beat when you went to visit your brother after his wife delivered a healthy baby girl; you kept holding her the whole time refusing to let anyone hold her unless it was your brother's wife because she needed to feed her. He even took a photo of you, you were looking at your niece so lovingly when you looked up at Jungkook smiling brightly as if she was your own. He put it as a background for his phone.

"Yaaah! If you want a baby that bad make one of your own!" Yoongi yelled playfully at Jungkook who wouldn't stop looking at the photo. "Ay! Don't pressure the kid." Namjoon said looking disappointedly at Yoongi for saying that. "Well, there's no pressure. It's just … I don't know y/n has been acting weird lately!" He took a last look at his phone's background before it displayed his worried features as he closed the screen. "What do you mean weird?" Jimin asked looking at Jungkook quizzically. "I don't know… it's… she'd stare at baby clothes when we go shopping even though there's no one we know who's going to give birth soon. I mean I could have brushed it off thinking that she wants to buy some as a gift or something, but no." Jungkook ruffled his black locks resting his elbows on his knees. "And you know she looks at them as if … as if she's imaging them on a certain baby, not the way she'd look at them as if inspecting the design or something, do you understand what I mean?" He looked up at his hyungs waiting for a confirmation that he's not imagining things. Namjoon nodded "you mean she inspecting the clothes as if she's buying it for her own baby, not just going through them?"

"YES!"Taehyung jumped at Jungkook's sudden outburst. "Sorry Hyung!" Jungkook muttered to Taehyung before focusing on Namjoon again. "Well, it's easy she wants a baby!" Hobi said shrugging and looking at Jungkook as if he's dumb and that this was as obvious as the sun. "No shit Sherlock! I know that. It's just she never said anything about it ." Jungkook was bewildered he didn't understand your sudden change of attitude, and if you had a change of heart about having a baby, then why didn't you tell him? "Just talk to her about it. See if she's ready or not, maybe she is, but something is holding her back, you never know!" Jin said patting Jungkook on the back. "we are definitely having a talk." Jungkook sighed lighting up his phone's screen to look lovingly at your photo holding your niece.

"Baby, you home?" Jungkook looked around the house for you while taking off his shoes and closing the door. "In here!" You answered from your bedroom. You heard his footsteps on the stairs knowing very well from the sound of it that he was skipping some. You rolled your eyes at your husband's child-like behaviour. "BABE!" He suddenly opened the door to your room, a huge smirk on his face as he stepped slowly towards you. "What? What's wrong? Why are you giving me that look?" You looked him up and down as if he's gone mental. Out of nowhere, he pounced on you like a cat making you put your book aside as you squirmed beneath him. "Oh my God, Kook get off. What's wrong with you!" You started laughing because he started leaving small pecks on your neck, and it was ticklish. "Tell me!" He suddenly stopped and looked into your eyes. "Tell you what?" You searched his face thinking that he might be drunk. "Tell me what you're not telling me!" He said, face getting closer to yours as you backed yours from his. "Are you drunk?" You said laughing, again. He was being unusual. "Nah, I am not. I just want to know what's wrong. Lately, you've been acting weird as if you're hiding something." He claimed as he sat beside you, taking you in his arms as your upper half laid on his bent knee; this was your position when you both had deep talks, he'd let you rest your back on his bent knee as he held you closely, usually playing with your hair locks. "You keep on checking baby clothes whenever we go shopping, you're reading a book about pregnancy and parenting, you listen to anything related to babies on the T.V. are you not telling me something?" He asked with concern filling his doe eyes as he caressed your cheek. "I … I've..." You sighed closing your eyes; words were not getting out of your mouth. "What? What is it baby? You can tell me." His thumb brushed your cheek in a soft motion encouraging you to speak up. "I … I want a baby." You said out of nowhere and looked at Jungkook to see his reaction. "Well, baby that's great. You know I don't mind, then what stopped you from telling me?" Jungkook flashed you his bunny smile, happy to know that you're ready to take this step with him. "It... It's just, you know I have been reading about it, pregnancy and stuff." He nodded, a sign for you to go on. "And it's all great and everything, but what if something went wrong?" You looked worriedly into your husband's confused eyes. "Like what if I have a miscarriage? What if something happens to the baby? Like what if …"

"Hold on, hold on … baby why are you trying to predict everything? Why can't you focus on the positive side?" He said trying to calm your raging thoughts. "What if my body is not strong enough to have a baby?"

"Baby,nooo!" Jungkook pulled you closer into his arms. "No, none of this is going to happen, we are going to keep checking up with a doctor, and everything will be fine. I'll always be by your side." He said pulling your head under his chin, then he pulled back to look you in the eyes, "and even if something happens, We will go through it together. I know it will be harder for you, but I swear that there's nothing in this life that could be offered to help you lessen your pain that I won't do it." He whispered sincerely, holding your face between his big warm hands. You hugged him tightly, "I love you so much, I don't even know what I did to deserve you!" You said crying over the fact that a man like Jungkook existed, a man who's willing to do anything for you. "Ah, baby I love you, too so much. I don't want you to doubt us or the future. You know why?" He chuckled feeling you shake your head. "Because the future is never guaranteed, but the only thing that is guaranteed is us, and I know that we're strong enough to face anything life throws at us, together." He said hugging you tighter. "Okay, baby?" He pulled back to look at you. You nodded as he wiped away your tears. "Now, about that baby..." He smirked as you laughed at his goofiness. He always knew how to make you laugh. Always.

Now fast forward a few years, you and Jungkook are parents now. It didn't take that long to get pregnant thanks to Jungkook's stamina. Your pregnancy went on smoothly and nothing bad happened. Just as Jungkook promised, he was always right there for you, for everything; from the moment you both found out, to birth-giving, till now. Speaking of which, the poor thing was so terrified when he knew that your doctor would perform a C-section and that you wouldn't be giving birth naturally.

"Is she supposed to be awake during the surgery?" Jungkook worriedly asked the doctor as he could see that the medication they have given you were not putting you to sleep. "Oh don't worry, Mr Jeon. She won't feel a thing, we drugged the part that we will be working on, and it's normal for her to be awake." Your Doctor smiled kindly at him knowing that this was his first time undergoing something like this. Jungkook was dressed in scrubs holding your hand to keep you from panicking, the doctor also hung up something like a sheet in front of you so you won't see them perform the surgery. "Are you okay?" Jungkook whispered, trying to make small conversation with you as you kept looking at him. You nodded still looking at him as he was getting more anxious by the minute because of your intense staring, "Jungkook why are you panicking, I am the one who's having her stomach open, not you." He laughed squeezing your hand, his nerves easing a bit. "How are you so cool with this?"

"I don't think me panicking right now, would do us any good, you know." Jungkook chuckled then kissed your forehead.

An hour has already passed by when they informed you that you delivered and that the surgery was almost over, they needed to stitch you up. "Jungkook go with the nurse!" You said urgently turning to look at him. "No baby, it's okay, your mum and my mum are waiting outside, I'll wait with you here." He said calming you down, he promised that he won't leave your side until you both get out of the surgery's room together. "But, this means that they'll know!" Jungkook chuckled at your worried expression. "It's okay baby, let them know." He said kissing your forehead. "You did great, and I am so proud of you!" He was tearing up because he could not understand how women could go through all of this, he was truly amazed. "I love you." You said looking into his teary eyes, "I love you, too baby so much!" He pecked your lips before the doctor announced that you were good to go.

It definitely wasn't easy, but with Jungkook there, everything was better.

Right now, you and Jungkook were asleep in each other's arms, appreciating the few hours of silence before everything turns back to its chaotic state in the morning. Since you've given birth, you could swear that you became a light sleeper. Your mum brushed off your marvellous discovery with a laugh claiming that it's normal for most mums to become light sleepers because you're always worried.

Just like now, your ears perked as you felt tiny footsteps softly padding towards your bedroom. And you were right, as you slowly turned in Jungkook's arms, so not to wake him up, you found your 3-year-old, Haneul, standing quietly by the door, sucking on his thumb and trying to search for you in the dark. "Haneul, baby I am here." You whispered and got up to see what's wrong. He padded softly towards you in his Stitch Kigurumi onesies that he insisted you buy from your last trip to Disneyland because that's his favourite character. "Oh baby what's wrong." You picked him up and held him in your arms cradling him as if to protect him from all the world's evil. You already knew what's wrong, he needed to change his diaper. "Come on baby, let's go to your room, daddy's still asleep." You left the room quietly hoping not to wake Jungkook up.

Haneul whimpered lightly in your arms seeing that he was irritated because of his diaper and he was still super sleepy. "Okay baby I'll change it for you, just please be quiet, your brother is still sleeping!" You prayed than Haneul won't throw a fit and wake up his twin, Hyun, from his sleep. It was too early to wake up the whole household right now.

"There, all done!" You whispered enthusiastically as he flashed a bunny-like grin at you just like his father. "Thanks, mummy." He grinned shaking his body cutely from side to side still laying on the changing table. "Anything for you baby!" You dived your head to his stomach attacking him with kisses as he squirmed beneath you. "Come on let's get you back to bed." You said putting him back in his crib and giving him a goodnight kiss. Before you could shut the door to the boys' room, you saw Haneul still standing in his crib giving you puppy eyes as he whimpered. You heart squeezed in your chest at the sight of your baby in discomfort. He wanted to sleep with you and Jungkook, but you can't let them get used to it. "Mummy!" Haneul whimpered reaching his tiny arms out for you. You sighed, your heart was too weak to leave him alone in the dark, you just couldn't do it. His eyes were starting to tear up as you went up to him. "God, you guys are my weakness." You muttered to yourself. As you were about to pick Haneul up, Hyun started to turn in his sleep, slowly waking up. Another pair of doe eyes slowly opened up, fluttering due to the dark smooth locks that were getting in its way. "Mummy!" You sighed great now both of them are awake and they will refuse to go back to sleep in their cribs.

Jungkook woke up to an empty bed, he jolted awake thinking you must be with the kids and that you might need his help, but didn't wake him up. He walked to the kids' bedroom to see you holding Haneul in your arms with him sucking on his thumb, drowsy eyes fighting sleep as you looked at Hyun who was carefully climbing out of his bed. "Careful baby!" You seemed to be fine, but your voice told otherwise, it was laced with worry, fearing that his leg might slip and he would get hurt. Hyun climbed down carefully then went up to you tugging on your nightdress and whimpering grumpily. Jungkook entered the room, "come here, buddy." He said scooping Hyun in his arms. "Baby, you woke up!" You frowned not liking the idea of him getting up so early. Since giving birth to your beautiful baby boys, Jungkook has put you and the boys as his top priority, and he was always there making sure you don't need anything. You didn't want him to wake up so early for once so that he could enjoy his sleep before going to the studio. "I didn't find you in my arms, so I got up to look for you." He said gazing at you lovingly. You kissed him on the cheek, he smiled and told you to go to bed with Haneul "I'll change Hyun's diaper and come right behind you." He said planting a kiss on your forehead. "Okay, baby." You said pulling Haneul closer to your chest.

A few minutes later, Jungkook and Hyun joined you and Haneul in bed. Haneul was fast asleep with his head resting on your chest, and Hyun was still awake looking up at Jungkook. "Come on buddy, go to sleep," Jungkook whispered running his fingers through Hyun's black locks that he inherited from his dad. "Appa!" Jungkook hummed softly in response. "Sing to me." Hyun traced his small fingers over Jungkook's cheek. Jungkook smiled closing his eyes for a few seconds enjoying the feeling as he started singing softly and quietly so that Hyun would go back to sleep.

You smiled, recalling all the things you've been through up until this moment. You remembered how you both were shocked when you found out you were having twins. That day was the best day of your life, you cried in happiness so much that Jungkook thought it was your hormones getting the best of you. "No... I'm just … I'm so happy." You said whipping your tears. That night you sat on the bed with Jungkook holding you in the same position that he would hold you when you're both having a deep conversation. You told him about the twins you saw that day, and how you were so fascinated by them and how they interacted with their mum. Jungkook smiled softly at you as he rubbed your belly. You both decided that you wouldn't tell anyone that you were having twins, and that it would be a surprise to your family and friends. The shock on their faces when they entered the room to congratulate you to find each of you holding a baby was priceless.

"Oh my God, are...are... You gave birth to twins!" Your grandma said in tears astonished by the surprise. "Oh, my dear bless you." She cried as you nodded with a big smile on your face. Your mum and Jungkook's mum were the ones who were in great shock because they were the ones who were waiting in the waiting room to suddenly find two nurses coming out with two babies. "How could you not tell us something like that?" Your mum asked whipping her tears as she looked at Haneul who was sleeping soundly in Jungkook's arms. "We wanted to surprise you." Jungkook replied as your dad smiled with tears in his eyes as he kept looking between you and Jungkook. "Congratulations sweetheart!" He planted a kiss on your forehead, proud of you. "Thanks, dad."

To say that the boys were shocked is an understatement. Poor Hobi kept looking left and right at each baby. "What the … twins?" Jimin burst in excitement as Yoongi grinned down at Haneul and Namjoon patting Jungkook's back smiling at Haneul, too. "They're so cute!" Jimin said excitedly as you handed him Hyun. "Careful, hyung!" Jungkook said worriedly, eyes watching Jimin like a hawk. "Look at our Jungkookie being a protective father," Jin said laughing with Taehyung bursting in laughter.

The boys kept pampering your kids to no end. Jin and Jungkook would even make sure that you and Lilly, Jin's wife, have play dates for the kids, seeing that Jin and Jungkook are the only fathers in the group. Life was treating you good with everyone surrounding you with love and care.

"What are you thinking?" Jungkook whispered. You looked at Hyun to find him fast asleep. "Nothing I was just remembering the day the boys blessed us with their existence." You smiled patting Hyun's back as you lifted the blanket to his shoulder. Jungkook's eyes gleamed at you as he smiled, probably remembering that day, too. Having kids is a huge deal to any couple but with Jungkook being there as he promised, you felt that everything is alright, and you didn't have anything to worry about. You and Jungkook fell into a deep sleep holding each other's hands as both Haneul and Hyun slept soundly between the two of you.

A/N:

Haneul means heavenly 🌌

Hyun means bright or intelligent.🤓

[impala1967dwinchester]

Jensen Ackles: Tired

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Wife!Reader, Jared x Gene

Pov: Jensen 

warnings; Panic, anxiety, guilt, collapsing, more panic, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, Swearing

Summary(request): Ouuuuh I'm sooo happy that you write for Jensen!!! Can I pleaaase request a one shot of Jensen x wife reader in which she collapses because she's been exhausted taking care of the kids and he feels guilty that he didn't notice and he's determined to help more ?? I'm so sorry if this sound dumb. No pressure if you don't wanna write it.

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N- This wasn’t a stupid idea, I know that this had taken me a bit of time to write, so I’m sorry about that. I absolutely love this idea. Thank you for requesting/anon it.  (Your eye color: Y/E/C) @firefly-graphics for divider

Jensen masterlsit: 

Main Masterlsit

"Kids I need you two to sit in the living room while mommy cleans the kitchen." I heard Y/n say from my upstairs office. I was currently working on my second album for Radio company.

I had been up here for the past couple of days. Once or twice a day I'd hear Y/n get louder than normal, saying something to the twins about how they needed to stop fighting with each other.

Our twins, Ada and Jay. A boy and girl. They were bundles of energy, they run up and down the halls. There little feet leaving loud echos around our home.

"Yes, mommy will turn on Disney. You want to watch frozen two again?" I heard Y/n say. This was the first time that it sounded like the two littles had agreed on something.

A moment later I heard the soft intro music of frozen two. I smiled and continued to work on the new lyrics for our second album. We had promised our fans that the album would be out relatively soon. By soon I mean within a month's time.

I needed a break, I wasn't able to get anything done on an empty stomach. So I made my way down our elegant stairs. I saw the littles entranced by the tv, they didn't even notice me come down the stairs.

I let them be through thinking about how long it had taken for Y/n to get them to calm down. Mostly how much it had taken Y/n to get them to be quiet.

I shuffled my way into the kitchen,, passing behind Y/n as she cleaned a day's worth of dishes. I wrapped my hands around her mid-section, whispering in her ear, "Hey my love." She leaned into my touch and took a rather deep breath closing her eyes.

"Hey honey, what are you doing down here? I thought you had your album to work on." She said trying to unscrew one of Ada's sippy cups. I took the cup out of her hands and unscrewed the top with ease.

"I needed some food in my belly. Looks like you've got those kids preoccupied."I said release her from my hug and slipping a look into the fridge.

"Yeah I do, they've got me going in circles." She said finishing up by putting the cleanish dishes into the dishwasher. She turned to face me, motioning me to grab her water bottle from the fridge.

"I can see that, but hey remember you've got it. If you need anything come get me okay." I said giving her a chat kiss and walking back through the kitchen up the stairs.

I heard the music for the ending of frozen two come and go, but I could smell the start of dinner. I was done with working on the new album, so I changed into some more comfy pants, and went downstairs.

The twins were asleep on the large couch in our living room. Y/n was humming to a song in her head, I stood there and watched her. She danced around, cutting up peppers and messing with the oven for chicken.

She turned around and let out a loud shriek, "Jensen, you scared me!" She said with a huff. "You should be more careful, hell I could have thrown this knife at you." She said setting the knife down.

While I was staring at my beautiful wife I noticed a few things. Her skin seemed dull, I could see the bags under her eyes, her dancing wasn't a full-motion like it usually is. She stops and takes deeper breaths.

"Are you feeling okay?" I asked her out randomly. Giving me an odd look, a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, I'm feeling fine. Why?" Y/n asked me. "I was just wondering, that's all baby," I said kissing her cheek.

"I'm going to wake up the twins okay, if not they'll be up till five in the morning," I said, smacking her ass playful. The roll of Y/n eyes was the last thing I saw before I made my way into the living room.

"Ada, Jay. It's time to wake up." I said softly, Ada stirred in her sleep and Jay didn't even move. Ada slept like my wife does. Very softly, now on the other hand Jay sleep like a rock like his father.

"Ada, it's time to get up. Mommy is making dinner, you want dinner?' i said coaxing her to wake up. Jay still laid asleep, Ada's eyes fluttered open, "Dada!" "Hey baby girl, did you sleep good?" I asked her, hugging her.

She wrapped her small arms around my neck and looked at me with a wide smile, "Yes I sep good." She said, she giggled. A giggled much too Y/n's. "Do you want to help me get your brother up?" I asked Ada.

"Do we have to wake him up." She said a frown replacing her smile. "Yes, I'm afraid we have to," I said smiling. "Fine Daddy."She said unwrapping her arms from my neck and climbing next to her brother, she patted his shoulder.

"Jay, brotha daddy says you gotta wake up now." She said going from patting his shoulder to poking his side. "JAY! WAKE UP!" Ada screamed at the top of her, "Hey, hey there's no need to scream at him, baby." I said interru[ting her screaming session.

"Here let daddy show you how to wake him up," I said with raised eyebrows. "Jay, mommy says you'll get dessert if you wake up and eat all your dinner," I said rubbing small circles into Jay's back.

He opened his eyes and looked back and his sister and me. His eyes reminded me of his mother's Y/E/C eyes. Ada's eyes were the color of him, dark forest green, and when we went outside to play or to the beach, Ada's eyes turned to a light green something resembling an emerald.

All of a sudden my thoughts were interrupted when I heard the crash of something from in the kitchen. I rushed to go see, worried about Y/n. When I rushed in she was collapsed on the floor. "Y/n, honey," I said walking over to her. "Y/n... Y/n are you okay?" I questioned.

"Mommy?" I heard Ada and Jay say at the same time. I needed to make a quick decision. So I called Jared. Telling him that Y/n had collapsed on the floor.

Moments later I heard the door open and shut. "unc Jar." I heard Jay say, then I heard the click on heels behind him he had brought Gen with him. "Jared let me take the kids, you go help Jensen and get Y/n some washcloths a glass of cold water. Okay," Gene said.

"Hey, Auntie." Heard Ada say. "Come on kiddos let's go get some stuff from y'alls bedroom." I heard. Trying to keep Y/n's head elevated. "Hey, Jensen, What happened?" He asked. "I don't know Jar, One minute she was fine and she was cooking dinner, and next I heard a crash while getting Ada and Jay up."

"Jensen just breathe." He said, " How can I relax Jared, my wife.. my wife is lying unconscious on the kitchen floor. And I don't know how to help her." I said running a hand down my face.

"Jensen. Stop take a breath. Got get some washes clothes to get them cold as you get them. And come back here, okay." he said patting my shoulder.

I ran up the stairs passing the twins' rooms, gene gave me a sympathetic smile and was packing the twins' bags. It's a good idea take the kids to your house for a moment. I ran into our closet grabbing far too many, running back down the stairs.

Missing a few at the bottom almost tripping over my large stature. "Get them wet we're going to put some on her forehead, neck, and wrist. Get that glass of water too." Jared said.

Eventually, after Gene had taken the kiddos to their home, Jared and I moved Y/n to the couch. She started to wake up, her eye fluttering open. It was more than too nice to see her Y/E/C. Jared excused himself telling me that they would keep the kids for the rest of the night.

"We'll keep the kiddos, give Ada, Jay, Shep, and Odette a surprise a sleepover," he said patting my shoulder then left. We sat in silence for a moment.

"Wait?" Y/n said first. "I asked if you were okay," I said. "Yeah you did and I wasn't lying." She said, "So, why did this happen then, Y/n?" I questioned her.

Again we sat in silence, "Because Jensen, I feel like I'm doing this all by myself, you're so sucked into finishing the damn album you've left your wife, your wife to deal with two toddlers." She said arguing with me. She took the washcloths off her forehead and wrists throwing them onto the coffee table.

I hadn't realized how much weight I had put on her shoulders. I guess I kind of just expected that she could take it. "I... I guess I didn't realize that I was doing that." I said.

"No, you didn't. You know what just forget it, okay Jensen. I need to finish dinner and then get Ada and Jay from Gene." She said. Truing to get up, but ending up bouncing back onto the couch.

"No, look. I know that I was forgetting about things. And forgetting that you can't take this all by yourself. Yes, you're my wife and you mean the world to me. You don't realize the amount of panic that went through me when I heard that crash. I understand now.' I said

The tears starting to come out. 'You don't know what I would do without you. I wouldn't know what to do without my wife, my beautiful, strong, amazing wife. I'm sorry I fucked up. Please, Let me fix it." I said begging with my wife now.

She stared at me, reaching her hand over to my face wiping the stray tears that had fallen while I was talking away. "Okay, I guess we both fucked up. I didn't say anything to you, and you wouldn't have been able to know." She said scouting closer to me, her hands staying on my cheek.

With her warm hand still on my cheek, I leaned into the touch. "I'll finish dinner, you, Y/n you relax please." I said pleading. She shook her head, "How about we do it together." Y/n offered I smiled and grabbed her hand bringing her up from the couch. "I like that idea," I said.

Going in for a much-needed kiss. She meddled into it. "We can take advantage of the littles being at Gene, and Jared." She whispered against my lips. "Naughty," I whispered back. "Dinner first though," I said stripping the moment of its erotic nature.

"Okay, baby But you've got dish duty for a while," Y/n said her hand sliding up and down my chest.

Completed On: 04/25/2021

Taglist: @akshi8278 @wonderfulworldofwinchester @deanswaywardgirl @hit-meup69 @fofisstilinski @doctorlilo

[keith-claes]

I know many don't like this ship... but for those who do here's a mini fanfic on Katarina x Keith. My writing skills ain't to good, I do have a learning disability so will try my best.

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(Marriage arrangements)

It was coming up to Keith's 18th birthday and Katarina still hadn't worked out her feelings for either Geordo and Keith, time was now ticking eventually it would be her wedding day to Geordo any month or year now and she still hadn't worked out her feelings.

Katarina returned home so she could celebrate Keith's birthday with her family and friends. It was pretty late at night and she couldn't sleep.

She gets out of bed heading out her room for a late night's snack, heading out in the hall way she over heard her parents talking, about her and keith.

She was very curious about there convo and walked closer to there room, making sure no one spotted her, she heard them talk about there futures, she heard her dad disagreeing with her mother, her dad wants keith to marry someone he loves but her mother had other ideas an arranged marriage for keith.

Her mother went on and on about how keith only has eyes for Katarina and or course she's still engaged to Prince geordo. Someone needed to continue the claes family which only left keith.

Her parents continued to argue threw the night, till her father gave in.

Luigi: "alright you made your point dear, if Keith doesn't find someone by the age of 25 we will arrange something "

Millidina: "that's way to late, it has to happen on his 18th birthday"

Luigi: "alright dear, finding him a wife shouldn't be to difficult, he has many admirers already"

Katarina felt her heartached in her chest hearing this conversation about Keith, she didn't quite understand why but she felt sad so suddenly and didn't like the idea of losing him. She heads off towards Keith's room and knocks on his door to see if he's still up.

Luckily he was as he calls her into the room. Katarina enters his room as she closes the door behind her.

Keith: "is everything okay sister?"

Katarina: "yeah I just over heard our parents talking about you"

Keith: "about me?"

Katarina: "yeah, mother is wanting to put you into arranged marriage if you don't find someone soon"

Keith: "I see..."

Katarina: "does it bother you keith?"

Keith: "yeah it does, I want to marry for love, but there's only one person I want"

Keith gets up from his bed and walks over to her pulling her into his arms.

Keith: "be honest with me, do you want to marry Geordo? If you do I will back off from now on"

Katarina was surprised by his sudden question, she knew she had to talk about this eventually, her cheeks flush red from how close they both are.

Katarina: "now you mention it... I haven't given it much thought. Prince Geordo is handsome and so kind to me but my feelings are different to his.... I don't really know what he sees in me but I don't want to be queen.... I won't have as much freedom as I have now, I want to continue working on my plants and veggies and just hang with everyone as we eat sweets together"

Keith: "that's what I thought, I had a feeling you didn't want to marry him, you always looked uncomfortable when he kissed you"

Katarina: "it was that obvious?"

Keith: "yeah It was"

Katarina: "I don't know what to do keith... I've wanted to tell him for along time now, I even tried to pair him up with Maria, but I don't want to hurt him you know"

Keith: "I know sister... but you have to tell him eventually or you'll have a unhappy marriage"

He let's her go as he walks over to the window and looks up at the full moon.

Keith: "there's only one girl I'm in love with and I already know I have no chance with her, maybe I should accept the arrange marriage offer after all"

Katarina walks over to him wrapping her arms around him hugging him from behind.

Katarina: "no don't accept it Keith, if you do then I will feel lonely with out you... I'm not ready to give you away"

Keith was taken by surprise by her words he turns to face her as he looks at her.

Keith: "then why don't we get married? I will give you that freedom to do the stuff you love"

He teases her as her cheeks flush red, her heart was racing in her chest from those words leaving her speechless.

Keith: "I won't force you sister, after all... all I want is to see you happy"

Katarina: "from everyone I know... so far your the one I'm afraid of losing most keith, I dunno what this feeling is exactly as I'm still figuring things out"

Keith: "still afraid of falling in love"

Katarina: "yeah...."

Keith: "understood and I will paitently wait for your answer"

Katarina: "I have a question for you Keith... why do you love me so much"

Keith: "because you've always been so kind to me, always been there for me, made me feel part of the family, your just so special to me"

Katarina: "yeah your very special to me to Keith, that's why I never want you to leave my side"

Keith: "sister...I don't want to be with anyone else but you"

Before she could respond Keith he pulls her into a kiss, this being there second kiss since his kidnapping.

Katarina relaxs in his arms and accepts his kiss, with out realising it she kissed back. Which took Keith by surprise. He breaks the kiss and let's her go.

Katarina: "Keith?"

Keith: "it's getting late you should go back to bed"

Katarina: "awhile back you said something, if you walk into a man's room alone in your sleep clothes at night, you can't complain no mater what he does to you, what did you mean by that keith"

Keith: "you remember that?"

Katarina: "yeah you sounded serious, and well I broke that rule and you didn't send me out the room"

Keith: "yeah this is a one off, it sounded like you really wanted to talk, I have no intentions of doing anything inappropriate to you as much as I'd like to continue holding you in my arms"

He blushes as he looks away from her.

Keith: "you should head off to bed now sister"

Katarina: "I'd rather stay here with you like when we were kids, we used to crawl into each others beds"

Keith: "we've grown since then, we are no longer kids sister, but if we get married we can share a bed all the time"

Katarina: "then let's get married, I want to remain by your side, let's raise a farm together keith"

Keith: "wait are you serious about this sister?"

Katarina: "of course I am, but you calling me sister will have to stop, it would be weird if you kept calling me sister now wouldn't it"

Keith walks over to his bed, he wasn't expecting this at all, his heart was raising in his chest, he gets under the covers as he gets into bed and pats the empty space.

Keith: "alright you can stay the night in here with me, but tomorrow we tell everyone that the engagement is off and your now marrying me"

His cheeks flush red again, Katarina climbs into bed next to him and snuggles up to him.

Katarina: "everyone is going to be well shocked when they hear about this"

Keith: "I can't wait to see the look on geordos face, we've been fighting over you since we were kids"

Katarina: "don't be to hard on him, he's going to be heart broken over my decision"

Keith: "I know I will go easy on him sister"

The end

[katedrakeohd]

A Very Merry Birthday (6)

[Masterlist]

Rated: Mature 18+

(3 🍋s on fire, because we're talking threesome here.)

Characters involved: (TRH)Drake & Kate Walker, Preston Davis the bodyguard.

Content warning: Sexual situations (dubcon, masturbation, threesome), swearing, angst, fluff.

Word count: 6000+ (buckle up, get your popcorn and prefered beverage ready)

Prompts included: From Wacky Drabbles- ( they appear bolded in story, but not necessarily in order)

#82 - I didn't realize I needed your permission.

#84 - Just keep moving.

#85 - Do you want me to leave?

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Tagging:

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Drake leaves Preston alone in his room to get changed. Standing in the silence of the hallway all he could hear and feel were the sound of his blood rushing through his ears and the thud of his heart in his chest and throat. 

Being alone with Kate was his favourite way to spend an evening, and now he had invited another man over to participate. He was still unsure how this night was going to go. The thought of watching his wife touching another man in a sensual way was outside of his comfort zone. He had to trust Kate to not take this too far. He also had to keep himself from wanting to murder Preston for taking pleasure out of touching and kissing his wife. And somehow he had to find pleasure of his own if he was to perform adequately to please Kate. Fuck, this feels all kinds of wrong. 

He sees Preston come out of his room with his hair combed, dressed in trousers, but in bare feet. Drake gives him a wry grin and runs his fingers back through his own hair to fix it. Preston's rakish good looks were already exaggerated by the thickness of his mustache and the scruff of his stubble, making Drake feel less masculine with his shaven cheeks and neatly trimmed hair. He suddenly understood how Maxwell felt about Drake showing off his chest hair at the beach, or when he rolled up his sleeves to do a strenuous task. Drake's stomach was suddenly in knots and he wished he had some whiskey to take the edge off his nerves. He doesn't know what to say to the mountain of a man standing next to him, so he just acknowledges him with a nod and then knocks at his hotel room door.

"You don't have your key?" Preston asks, keeping his voice low.

Drake shakes his head, speaking softly, "No, I gave it to her."

From the other side of the door they can hear Kate ask with a playful sing song tone of voice, "Who is it?"

Drake leans against the doorframe and then says, "Room service."

The door opens and Kate looks them over with a smile on her face, "Hello."

Drake grins, "I believe you ordered the two for one entertainment special."

Kate steps back to allow them to come into the room. "Yes, yes I did. Come on in."

After Kate closes the door behind them there's a brief awkward moment as the two men glance at each other and then toward Kate expectantly. With a gentle smile, Kate walks over to Drake and stretches up on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. He wraps his arm around her back to hug her to his side and she rests her hand on his cheek, whispering in his ear. 

"You've done well, my love. Why don't you go off to the bathroom, brush your teeth, and freshen up a bit while I talk privately with Preston for a moment?"

Drake looks quickly to Preston and then lets go of Kate, keeping his voice low, "Are you sure? Maybe I should stay."

Patting him gently on the chest, she grins, "Don't worry. We'll be fine. I'm not going to start anything while you're gone."

Drake looks between Kate and Preston, trying to fight the uneasy feeling in his gut. Walking over to the bed he keeps an eye on them as he sits down to take off his shoes and socks. "No funny business, Preston. I know very well how irresistible Kate can be."

Preston smirks at him, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I promise to keep my hands to myself, sir."

"Good."

After Drake disappears into the bathroom, Preston breathes a sigh of relief, relaxing a little. "Is he always like this?"

Kate grins at the bodyguard, leading him further into the room. "Drake's complicated."

She sits down on the end of the bed and he settles down into the comfortable armchair opposite. 

"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"

Kate shrugs, crossing her legs and arranging her skirt around her knees. "You can ask."

"What's it like to be married to a guy like him?"

"It's interesting, sometimes infuriating, definitely intense, and absolutely incredible."

Preston chuckles, "That's a lot of 'I' words to describe someone."

Kate glances toward the bathroom, wondering how much Drake can overhear.

"Trust me, Drake's the whole alphabet. The only drawback is that he just won't shut up about his feelings."

Preston chuckles again, "Good one. I know I have some 'a' words to describe him too. But I'll keep those to myself."

Kate nods, "Considering that he's your boss, I think that's smart. I want to apologize again for hurting you. I was afraid if I hadn't stopped things that Drake might have hurt you worse."

Preston looks down at his lap, "You could have just slapped my face again."

"Yeah, I know. So are you still sore?"

Preston leans forward in his seat, resting his elbows on his knees, "A little tender, there will probably be bruising tomorrow, but not my first time taking a hit to the groin."

Kate appraises him over again, lifting her eyebrow, "So you've gotten handsy with an unwilling date before? You don't strike me as that kind of guy, Preston."

He shakes his head, "Nah, nah. I've just been dumb enough to play backyard sports without a cup."

Drake returns from the bathroom, "Oh yeah? What kind of sports did you play?"

Kate interrupts before Preston can answer, "Don't tell me you two would rather discuss sports, than play with me. If so, I'll just send Preston back to his room and you two can chitchat on the drive home tomorrow."

Drake shakes his head, placing his hands on his hips, "No, after all the trouble I went through to get him here, I'd rather see what kind of play you have in mind."

Kate glances between her two men with a smile, "Before we play we need to set some rules."

"Ok," Preston says, sitting back in his chair.

Drake nods, "But, don't forget about my stipulation that I brought up earlier."

"Which is?" Preston wants to know.

Kate sighs giving Preston an apologetic look, "Drake insisted that no part of you was allowed inside of any part of me."

Preston frowns, "That kind of reduces any sort of fun for me in this situation doesn't it?"

Drake folds his arms across his chest, "Well yeah, sorry to burst your bubble but I'm just trying to protect my marital relationship here. I don't want this, whatever it turns out to be, jeopardizing my marriage by turning into some future affair between you two."

"You know I'm the one who is supposed to be in charge here right? One night of fun isn't going to ruin anything. Trust me, Drake." Kate insists. "We've already been over this."

Preston digs into the pocket of his trousers, pulling out a foil condom packet, "And if you're that worried about what might happen in the heat of the moment, I did bring protection."

"See? There you go, Drake. He came prepared. Now let's get this party started. And as the Duchess in Charge, I am deciding our party games."

"Sexual party games, seriously?" Drake grumbles, rolling his eyes. 

Kate gets up from the bed, "Oh come on, Mr. Crankypants. I know you'll enjoy them, and besides I'll be explaining how we play each game as we go."

"Mr. Crankypants. I bet you were a barrel of laughs at birthday parties when you were a kid," Preston laughs.

Drake shoots him an angry glare, and Preston smirks back at him, "Speaking of name calling, that brings up an issue. If she's directing the action, I need to know how I'm supposed to acknowledge you both. In my job I use, 'Your Grace, Sir, and Ma'am.'  And I don't know if that works here, considering how intimate we're all about to be."

Drake breathes an annoyed sigh, jabbing his thumb in Preston's direction as he addresses his wife, "If I hear him saying your name in any sort of passionate or seductive way I'm seriously going to lose it. I'll kill him with my bare hands."

"Ok, fine. To safeguard Preston's life, and my husband's precious ego, I'll allow Preston to call me 'K'. Is that neutral enough?"

Drake nods and so does Preston. 

"And so he'll be 'D' then?"

Kate shrugs, "Works for me, but I'm still using both your proper names."

Drake folds his arms, "Ok, so what's happening first?"

"We undress of course, and I'm hoping neither of you are shy. Because I want you and Preston to undress each other. But I want everyone to keep their underoos on for now."

Drake sticks his hand in his pocket, grabbing a handful of Kate's panties. "Um, but you aren't wearing yours."

Preston swallows, "Sh..she's not?"

Drake pulls the lacy undergarment out of his pocket, "Nope. I took these off of her earlier."

Kate holds her hand out, "I'll take them back now."

He dangles them off his finger and then drops them into her hand. "So who is the lucky guy that gets to put them back on you?"

"The first guy down to his underwear gets to slide mine back on, but here's the catch, the other guy gets to take my dress off of me," Kate says with a grin. 

Preston pushes himself up out of the chair, an amused twinkle in his eye and a smile tugging at his mouth, "So one of us gets to touch you from the top down, while the other gets to touch you from the bottom up? I like how you play games K. Fun for everybody."

Drake steps forward to place his hand on Preston's arm, "Curb your enthusiasm there, cowboy."

Preston shakes his arm out of Drake's grasp. "If you're gonna get grabby then help me out of my clothes, D."

Drake turns to face Preston, staring him down as he untucked his dress shirt. The olive that Kate threw at him earlier falls out and bounces off Preston's foot. He looks down, "Is that an olive?"

"Don't ask," Drake mutters, undoing the buttons on the cuff of his sleeve, "I'm gonna help you out here, since you're dressed a lot more casually than I am."

Preston laughs, grabbing Drake by the sleeve to stop him from undressing further, "Hey, stop cheating. I'm supposed to do that for you."

Drake looks down at Preston's simple t-shirt and dress pants, and sees that he isn't wearing a belt. Damn, I want to be the one putting her panties on. Maybe if I take my time he'll get me down to my underwear first. Shit, that means he gets to touch her first. Damn you Kate. You're determined to piss me off with these party games.

Kate twirls her panties around her finger, "Come on you two, get with the baring of skin already. Don't make me take this dress off myself."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Drake mutters, as he undoes the button on Preston's dress pants and then plucks at the fabric of his shirt to untuck it.

"Watch it there, D... I'm ticklish," Preston smirks as he works on the last two buttons of Drake's shirt. 

"Shut up, Preston," Drake grumbles, as he hears Kate giggle. 

"I didn't know watching two guys undress could be so entertaining. Keep going."

Preston undoes Drake's belt and dress pants next, staring him in the eye as he pulls down the zipper. "Lemme guess, your underwear are black too."

With a frown, Drake brushes Preston's hands aside. "Hands up, Meathead. I'm gonna pull up your shirt."

Preston's protest is muffled by Drake's yanking of his shirt up toward his head.  "Hey, the name calling isn't necessary. And ouch, you pinched me."

Drake makes sure to mess up Preston's hair as he tugs the shirt off of him and tosses it aside. 

"Hah, you're just jealous of my hair," Preston laughs as he brushes his back into place with his fingers.

Drake barks back, "Hardly, and your mustache looks ridiculous."

Preston shrugs, "Whatever you say, babyface."

"Hey! I'm fully capable of growing whatever beard I want. I just chose to shave before my date, and get a haircut. I..I wanted to look good for Kate," Drake argues, catching his wife's eye briefly, and then squaring off in front of his bodyguard again.

"No arguments here, Honey, but you're still overdressed. Preston, be a dear and even the playing field by taking off my husband's shirt. Then you'll see he has no trouble in the hair department."

Preston unbuttons the cuff on Drake's other sleeve and then peels back his shirt, letting it slide down his arms to the floor. Drake places his hands on his hips. The motion, combined with 

the weight of his belt and the phone in his pocket makes his dress pants fall down around his ankles. "Whoops, looks like I'm down to my underwear first."

Preston turns toward Kate, "He did that on purpose."

While Drake steps out of his pants, Kate shrugs and tosses her panties at him. "Here you go."

Drake tucks the edge of the lacy waistband into his mouth, mumbling as he relieves Preston of his pants, shoving them down over his ass. "There..ffinsh the rest of tht yrself."

Slipping Kate's panties over his wrist, Drake steps over to his wife. "Before I hand you off to him, and I'm forced to watch as he strips you naked, I want something first."

Kate licks her lips as he reaches up to cup her face in his hands, tilting her head back. "Oh, and what's that?"

As he leans in for a kiss the firm pressure of his mouth against hers almost hurts, making her whimper. He was determined to remind her that no matter how Preston touched her, he was the most important man in her life. When he finally pulls back, her lips are tingling.

He whispers a soft apology against her cheek when he sees her pained expression, "I'm sorry. Just please promise me something."

"What?" She whispers back, as he leans his forehead against hers, softly stroking her cheeks with his thumbs. 

"Make sure he asks your permission before he touches you anywhere. If he's rough with you in any way I'll never forgive myself." 

Stepping back, he sees her nod. "Okay," she whispers.

Turning away he glares at Preston, "She's all yours, but I'm warning you that I'm watching your every move. If I see your hands treating her with anything but the greatest of respect, I'll break your fingers and then I'll break your face. Understood?"

Preston nods, "Yes, understood. I promise to be as gentle as possible."

"Good. Oh and Preston?"

"Yeah?" He asks, as he steps out of his pants. His heart threatened to burst out of his chest, it was pounding so hard.

"Make sure she enjoys every second of it."

…

Drake's underwear weren't black afterall, they were blue. Preston's were grey. Kate's were black silk and lace. Drake was currently running them through his hands, and occasionally wrapping them around his fist. He watched Preston approach Kate, hoping he'd chicken out, or at least trip and fall on his big mustached face. His feet were big enough, but no such bad luck. Staring at Preston's back, with its broad shoulders and defined muscles made him feel small. Glancing down at the other man's large hands, he felt an ache in his gut over the thought of them being capable of touching Kate with tenderness. The way Kate's eyes traveled over Preston as he smiled at her, made Drake feel sick. He didn't want to watch Preston undress his wife, but at the same time he couldn't look away. He knew the satiny fabric of her dress wouldn't need much encouragement to slide down off of her, and after being tempted all evening by how great she'd looked in it; he was just as eager as Preston to see her naked.

Kate sized up Preston as he stood before her. Physically he wasn't much taller than Drake, barely an inch, but his posture was straighter. He seemed to tower over Kate, and her line of sight was mostly filled by the wall of his chest covered nipple to nipple by a golden mat of curly chest hair. When she looked up, his lip curled upward in a smirk, making his mustache twitch.

"I'm going to touch you Preston, are you okay with that?"

He sucks in a nervous breath and nods, "If it means I get to touch you back, then go right ahead."

Kate tries not to focus on the significant bulge in his underwear as she looks down, but it wasn't easy. She wasn't going to touch him there, not yet. She starts by stroking her fingers slowly up his arms beginning at his wrists. His fingers twitch, and she can't help noticing his chest rising and falling as his rate of breathing increases. 

"If you're affected this badly when I touch your arms, then what's going to happen if I touch you somewhere else?"

 

"I..I..don't know."

The amount of meat on his limbs was slightly more than Drake's but it was definitely more muscle than fat. Kate knew Drake's measurements off by heart because she helped him pick out his suits. If Preston were to put on Drake's clothes by accident, one flex of his muscles would split the seams. 

When Kate's hands make there way up to rest on his shoulders, his hands are still hanging by his sides. She pouts up at him and the desire in his eyes as he gazes back is obvious. 

"What's the matter Preston, don't you want me?" Kate asks, lowering her lashes and then slowly looking up to search his face.

His eyes widen momentarily in surprise at the unexpected seduction she was laying on him, "Is that a trick question?"

"No."

"You're either trying to kill me, or get me killed, asking me something like that."

"Well, answer the question."

Continues here ..>

[ketsuyuki-hibana-typed]

Ever since I know the fact that Sanemi seriously drunk on that respect women juice, I become deeply fall in love onto his character.

Also, I really respect to women who patiently carrying other life inside their bellies. I loved it when women get the attention they needed when they are pregnant. Patients hubby! Patients!

Shinazugawa Sanemi x Pregnant!Reader

(Warning: NSFWish; Sex Mention)

Sanemi has just came home in the morning after night mission when he heard rattling and choking sound from the bathroom.

He rushed to the bathroom, grabbing his sword in case it's a demon who attacked you.

It's not, he found you holding your body into the sink while panting. You covered your mouth, keeping the urge to vomit.

"(y/n)!"

"Sane- mi- It's okay, I'm just di-" Your voice was cut of with another vomits.

Sanemi was panicked, without thinking twice, he ran to bedroom, snatching his other big white haori and came back to you.

He wrapped you in his haori, carrying you out to Butterfly Estate.

"Hang on!"

When he arrived, the medic staff immediately took you off from him or else, he wouldn't stop shouting to them.

"Wind Pillar, your wife is in good hand now, let us take care of your wounds first. You've just came back from mission."

"Until I got good news from my wife, I'm not going anywhere."

"We know, but-"

"Shinazugawa-san." Shinobu took the lead, signing them to leave both of you. They nodded. "Your wife is in good condition, the symptoms are all natural."

"Symptoms? Natural?"

"Please prepare yourself because you'll become a father soon." Shinobu smiled and left, going back to your ward.

"I'm- a father?"

Shinobu escorted you out from the ward. But, she's not telling you that you're pregnant.

So when you discovered Sanemi on his knees, you immediately become confused and looked back at Shinobu.

She let out brightest smile and tapped your shoulder. "Take care the baby inside your belly, ok? Don't forget to consult here, twice a month. I'll leave you two alone."

You stumbled upon hearing that, before trembling and looked at your husband.

Sanemi suddenly stood up, and hugged you. You just realized that he's crying, his tears were dropping on your shoulder.

"I'm glad nothing happened to you."

"Sanemi, I'm pregnant." You whispered softly right at his ear. "I'm pregnant."

"I know." He tightened his hug.

When the news spreads amongst the Demon Slayer Corps, they all were in shock especially the Pillars.

Sanemi told them that both of you hasn't plan on having a child after married, not until both of you retired.

"Shinazugawa, do you have some sort of breeding kink or-"

"Talk again and I'll make sure to cut that tongue off from your mouth, Uzui."

Sanemi promised he will be a good husband, promised that what happened to his mother and his siblings will never happen to you.

He didn't want to be like his father. His mind was still fresh when he saw his father beated his mom, even when she still carrying Genya inside her womb.

No, not gonna happen to you.

When he's about to went out for mission, he will give you long lecture on how you should rest and didn't do anything stupid while he gone.

"Don't forget to eat. Don't walk around too much. No training, let those kids train by themselves. Call Shinobu if you need something, also.... probably Genya. Just call him."

"It's first trisemester, Sanemi. I'm sure I'll be fine."

"First trisemester is the most critical state." He kissed you on your temple. "I don't want anything happen to you and the baby."

But it's not you if it's not stubborn. You continued to train your students, quietly accepting mission when he was out.

And it affects to your second semester.

It all started when you casually doing chores and suddenly collapsed. You're lucky because your husband was nearby and was in time to caught you before you hit the ground.

"Did... Did you do heavy activities like jumping?"

"Um, I-" You hesitantly looked at your husband, and turned again to Shinobu's face. It's too late to lie now. "Yes, yes I did."

The Insect Pillar lets out long sighs and said, "You shouldn't do that. It's fortunate that your action, whatever it is, didn't result with miscarriage. I want you to be careful from now on. Collapsing might be continued, so please take care of your body."

Sanemi must be so disappointed. You silently walked behind him on the way on your home.

"What do you want? I'll cook for you."

"E- Eh?" You blinked in disbelief. "You- You're not ang- oww!"

"Of course I am!" He pinched both of your cheek, irk mark slowly appeared from his forehead. "But... Half of them is my fault though..."

You grabbed his hand, tilting your head. "No? It's not?"

"I left you when you needed me the most." He sighed and put his palm on your head. "I should be here with you, not going on mission. I understand it's hard." You unconsciously patted his chest, feeling more guilty for making him worry.

Sanemi wasn't so clueless. He knew how to handle pregnant woman from his experience taking care of his mother.

Ever since Sanemi knew you were gone for short mission while he went out for mission too, he ordered Genya to monitor you.

Genya didn't mind, not a little bit. He gradually checked you, escorted you to Butterfly Estate, and always stood by your side whenever you need him

"Genya, thank you so much for your help." You sat down on the engawa, he borrowed your kitchen and make teas.

"It's okay. I was so happy when Aniki told me to take care of you. Well, although his tone was more like ordering than asking, but I know his intent is good." Genya joined you, slowly pouring the tea into your cup.

"I'm so sorry. I will scold him when he came back home."

"Ane-san." He flashed his bright smile. "You were the one who make us being 'a siblings' once again. This is how I thanked you."

You gently placed your hand on your stomach, while looking at him. "The baby was excited after you said that." He chuckled.

"I hope you're always healthy, Ane-san. Aniki really loves you."

Sanemi might be not that kind but he always listened to your carvings.

Even though it's weird ones.

"Mitarashi dango but with miso soup." "Baked snack but I just want the head."

"What the hell is that." But he will make extra effort for it, making sure that it's edible for your mouth.

"Sanemi, your crow looks good too."

"WHAT, NO-"

Or-

"Sanemi, I don't know why but I just wanted to smack you right now."

"With lips, su-"

"No, with-" *SLAP* "My hands."

"WHAT THE- HEY STOP, YOU'RE ABUSING FUTURE FATHER!"

Sometimes, it's all about mood swings.

"Hey, I'll go to run groceries. What do you want."

"Nothing."

"Why are you suddenly become shy like this? You usually shout to me to buy you oden at 3 fuxking a.m."

"Shush, language."

He didn't know both of you still could have sex until Shinobu told him even though you're pregnant, but Sanemi isn't risking it. For this 9 months or more, he'll be patient. Your health and happiness are his priority.

"I was thinking about second child."

"No, we won't talk about it until you deliver the baby safely."

"You're right." You pouted and slammed your head at his arm. "I wonder if my stomach will stretch, leaving marks here and there on my hip area. Maybe, when we had sex, the mood will suddenly turn off because-"

"Well, I never said that I'm not into scar or marks." Sanemi turned his head, smirking. Your face reddened, your hand playfully smacked his head.

"Pervert." Suddenly, you felt your baby 'trying' to break free.

You guided his hand. Sanemi fidgeted, slowly touched your big belly. He could feel small bulge kicking his palm. He became excited, and put his ear on your stomach.

The beats, he could sense it. The baby will be fine.

"We will raise the baby, together."

Sanemi really hoped everything going smooth when you finally stepped on the last semester.

He worked hard on everything, providing your food, extra small futon, the clothes, checking you up gradually and else.

But not all things are according to his plans.

Oyakata-sama suddenly gave you and Sanemi a mission.

"I'm afraid that my wife will have trouble to move anywhere and will detain this mission."

"I want her to rest too, Sanemi. I know it's hard to bring the baby, but I don't have any choice. (y/n)'s ability is the only hope to solve this problem."

Can't they wait until his wife safely giving birth?

Of course not.

With one heavy sighs, he finally accepted Oyakata's request. When he told you about the details, you said that he didn't need to worry.

The mission completed without a single stretch landed on your body because he really protected you.

But, you suddenly sat down on the ground, holding your stomach, panting heavily

"Sa- Sanemi. I-" He looked at you in horror. Blood started to gushing out down there. He quickly carried you out from the forest, took you to the nearest town that hopefully has doctor or better, maternity clinic.

Luckily, he found one. He rushed inside and told everything about your condition to anyone who in charge. His voice still sounded panicking but he managed to compose himself. The staffs said that he could wait outside and quickly took lead of your body.

Sanemi sat down on the engawa with mixed feelings. He prepared for the best, and the worst. He gripped his sword, feeling more than ready to slash anything who disturbed his wife.

But he can't concentrate.

It's strange place, strange people he didn't familiar with. If he could be so honest, he didn't want you to deliver your baby here. He can't completely trust them to take care of you, he want you to safely giving birth in Butterfly Estate because at least, he knew you're in good hand.

He heard you screaming and groaning in pain, he had to stay calm and regained his sanity to stay focus. If he wants, he wanted to hold your hands and encouraging you, telling that everything will be fine. But he can't just barge in, you needed him to be your guard in case something bad happens.

And those anxieties were suddenly gone when he heard cries of a baby.

He ran inside, still gripping his sword. He saw his baby, both of your baby.

"Congratulations, Shinazugawa-san. It's a boy!!" One of the staffs was handing him his baby. He dropped his sword, tremblingly embrace his child onto his chest.

But his happiness quickly distracted when he can't find you anywhere in this room.

"Where is my-"

"Doc! We need your help, her body temperature rapidly decreased!!"

His heart skipped a beat. He tightened his grip on his son.

"Shinazugawa-san-"

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY WIFE?!"

"Please calm down. I promised I'll save her. Your baby needed skin contact, please keep him warm."

"I WILL-"

"No, please stay here. Keep the skin contact with your baby, I'll be back soon." The doctor ran back to another room, shutting the door behind him.

Sanemi was alone in that room, with his son in his embrace, still crying. He kissed his temple, wrapping the fabric around him to make him more warm.

He sat down, sagged his back on the wall.

Busy to mumbling prayers on his baby's ears while crying.

..........

It was 3 months ago, now you're in the house, carrying your baby while sitting down on the futon.

Sanemi peeked up from the bedroom door, you nodded, signed him 'It's okay, he's sleeping now.'

"How's your body." He kissed your forehead, his fingers slowly rubbed circle on his son's cheek. The child quirked a soft smile, still sleeping peacefully.

"I'm all good. Thanks to Shinobu. If she didn't come that night, maybe I will not-"

"Gaaa!! Hehe!"

Both of you suddenly heard happy gurgling down there. The child woke up. Sanemi looked at you, feeling a little guilty because his voice woke him up after you finally made him sleep. You just chuckled and kissed your baby.

Sanemi's fingers traveled around his son's, wiggling them while smiling. His child's laugh echoed thorough the room, heard like angel's symphony to him.

He hugged you along with his baby.

"Sanemi?"

This is his treasure and happiness now. He will never lose it, he will never give up on raising his child, - or maybe soon, children -, he will always protect his little family, his own pearl.

"Thank you for everything you bring to my life."

[bby-ahgastay]

stoner!jisung (3)

a/n: part one is almost at 200 notes that's insane🥺. thank you so much💕🤧.

member: han jisung (stray kids)

summary: after waking up together you and jisung think about how long you've had feelings for each other and he finally asks you out👉🏼👈🏼.

(1) / (2) / (3)

warning: smoking weed

the sun doesn't even enter the room much, small beams of light peeking through from the black curtains on his windows. you groan as the banging on the door wakes you up, detaching yourself from jisung to sit up and rub your eyes.

the boy doesn't even move, just barely poking his head up to look at how you don't even bother covering your chest. he could drool at the sight of your boobs so perfectly on display. he would have no problem ignoring chan yelling to wake you up just to touch you everywhere all over again. but then he pays attention to the way you're rubbing your face, expression grumpy and still groggy from your deep slumber.

you turn to look at him with a pouty frown, eyebrows furrowed and your face still puffy from sleep. he pouts back at you, one arm stretching out to offer more cuddles. your heart flutters as you lay back down with him, already feeling happier when his arms come around you. when your friends are quiet for a few minutes, you almost think that they're going to leave you guys alone. but as soon as you feel yourself drifting off, they're back at it again. and this time they're louder.

"yah! first you put us through hearing you two going at it when we got home, now you won't even wake up!" chan shouts through the door, knocking frantically once more. muffled giggles are heard, and it becomes apparent that he and changbin just want to tease you guys.

"if we're lucky they'll figure we're still asleep and just leave," jisung mumbles. you nod a little to agree before cuddling further into him. then his roommates hushing each other is heard through the door before they're proceeding to take turns finding new ways to tease you and jisung.

and it almost seemed endless. they had clearly spent some time thinking of these things to say. lots of time. after a while you had to figure they weren't going to just leave you two alone.

"shut it, already, we're up!" jisung calls, only lifting his head from the pillows.

"both of you? oh no, get the ear plugs, hyung, go!" you hear changbin, then their rushed footsteps and obnoxious laughter. jisung lets out a bothered groan before turning to lay on his back, sitting up slightly to pull you onto him. you smile as he pulls your legs over his waist, letting you settle on top of him. you rest your head against his chest, a calm feeling coming over you as you listen to his steady heartbeat, both of you beginning to falling back asleep.

but again, chan and changbin ruin it. you flinch awake as the door bursts open, the two bounding in while shouting randomly. a little gasp leaves you as jisung tightens his arms around you, keeping you from sitting up. your breasts are pressed flush against his chest as you hear the boys running around yelling random gibberish. one of han's hands scrambles for the blanket, which was at least covering your bottom halves, the other arm remaining around your body.

he wraps his arms around your waist again, the blanket tucked under his arms. you bury your head in his shoulder and keep your arms around his shoulders as he sits up. he's careful to keep as much of you covered as he can. though they don't even seem to notice you being naked, you look up and see them as they pull the curtains open and jump around some more. the light is way too bright for either of your eyes, both of you groaning and complaining for a moment.

then his attention is back on you. he's frowning in front of you, mumbling how he's sorry and asking if you're okay while stroking your hair gently. you nod with a little laugh, still with an arm around him as the other hand reaches to caress his cheek.

"it's fine, ji. i'm used to them, remember? i mean, really, how could we have thought they'd let us sleep in peacefully anyways, we both should have known better," you shake your head, amusement written across your sleepy features. he relaxes a little, laughing along with you for a moment.

it's things like this that amaze him... there's two grown men screaming and jumping around right behind him, yet he could swear you were the only one there. it's like when he looks at you his brain pushes everything else aside, nothing else worth paying any attention to. there could probably be a whole earthquake and he wouldn't notice if he had you right in front of him.

"aww, binnie look at them! finally together and so cute," chan coos while walking closer to the bed. you peek over han's shoulder, seeing chan with his hands on his cheeks and changbin patting his heart sentimentally next to him. your eyes go back to the boy in front of you, seeing how he grows bothered again. you know sungie wouldn't start a real fight with them over this, so you don't worry too much as he moves to send them a glare.

"really? couldn't even knock? we're fucking naked, y/n wasn't even covered up you dickwads!"

"really? couldn't not dry hump each other in the same room as us? ow!" the pillow you struggle to fling hits changbin in the face, earning you a fist bump from hannie and a fit of laughter from chan. changbin rubs his nose while sticking his tongue out to you, sulking out of the room.

chan begins calming down, shaking his head as he follows the other boy. "next time don't leave your clothes all over for us to almost trip on," with a snicker he kicks at your top laying near the door. "ah!" he breaks for the door when another pillow is thrown, this time by jisung.

once the door is shut he lets out a sigh while falling back into the one pillow still left on his bed. one eye opens, looking to see if you'd lay back down. you only look back at him, arching one brow. so he sits back up, an arm coming to pull you down with him. a grin comes over your face as he does, giggling lightly. while bringing you down on top of him he recreates the sigh much more dramatically. his head falls back onto the pillow and his eyes close as you shift to get comfortable.

laying on your stomach, your chin rests on his shoulder as you stare up at him. 'so handsome,' you think as you study his face. heart shaped lips, chubby cheeks, pretty eyes, a cute nose, a sharp jawline... every single thing about him is beyond perfect to you.

you move to plant a kiss on his nose, then his cheeks, then his lips. he smiles at how affectionate you're being, glad that you seem to mirror his desire to show you as much love as you can now. when you pull away he brings a hand to tangle in your hair, holding you in place while he went for another kiss. you melt into him as he slips his tongue into your mouth.

his kiss is soft and loving, but still enough to make you weak in the knees. he pulls away with a smile, trying hard to hide the pride he feels at the fact that he's the one who gets to kiss you from now on. as his lips leave yours you lean forward subconsciously, eyes still closed. with a chuckle he leaves one more short kiss to your lips, then falls back into the pillow. you hum softly as you lick your lips, running your fingers lightly over his chest.

one of his hands goes to your thigh, and that's when you move to get up. "hey, nuh uh, they're still out there. and probably not planning on leaving us alone," you go to his dresser, in search of a shirt for yourself and some pants for him.

jisung lets out an exaggerated sigh, "fine." he knows you're right though, his roommates hardly had any boundaries most times and the lock on his door has been broken for ages. maybe now he should try harder to get that fixed.

his eyes follow you as you move around his room so casually, even with no clothes on. usually you'd care more about being naked in front of someone, even someone you slept with, but it doesn't seem to matter with jisung. in your mind, he saw it last night and he's gonna end up seeing it again, so why hide anything?

'god, look at her,' he thinks. you open the drawer where you know his tshirts are kept, pulling out a black supreme shirt from the top. you probably know his room better than he does at this point.

once you had started sleeping in here when you'd spend the night you helped him keep it clean, something he seemed to struggle with before. and if you were gonna be sleeping in this room at all you would rather it be clean compared to how he had it before. which he didn't really mind either, things were easier to find now.

'wifey material,' is all he hears his brain telling him. the mix of waking up together and the way you seem so at home gives him a clear image of a life with you one day. the more he thought about it the more it sounded so perfect. a life where you're his wife, you guys have a beautiful home, definitely a couple cats and dogs, and not to mention how he'd love to see you holding a little baby one day. and everyday he gets to wake up to all of it, knowing you're his forever.

okay, maybe he shouldn't get so ahead of himself. there's a lot you both need to do before you'll be able to have that life. you're still in school and his schedule is too iffy for any of that right now, and then he supposed you were both too young as well.

he takes one last glance over your body before you pull the shirt on, it falling just past your butt. it doesn't even matter if you're naked or wearing ten layers of clothes, jisung will still stare at you drooling.

after pulling the shirt on you go to a different drawer, pulling out some basketball shorts for him.you hold the pair up to him before tossing them, then turning to your pile of clothes on his floor. he rolls out of the bed to pull the shorts on, walking to you as you bend to pick up your sweater. well, his sweater, but was it really anymore?

he knew it was yours the moment he saw you walking out of his room in it that one day months ago. it looked way too good on you to ever ask for it back so he never did. and besides, he loved seeing you in his clothes.

and he loved bringing it up more than anything.

if you wore it to hang out with him and the boys one day, 'nice outfit, whose jacket?' or if you were out in public with him and he noticed anyone checking you out he would playfully pull you against his chest, hands tugging at the bottom of the sweater. 'wow, jagiya, i don't think i'll get tired of seeing you in my clothes,' he'd smirk down at you. you would always get flustered and not even notice the way he'd look at whoever was staring for too long, glaring until they'd get the hint and look away.

he'd even use it against his hyungs. this was one of his favorite things to do. there was one time in particular where he surprised even himself. it was before you two had ever been very touchy with each other, but he still didn't hesitate to pull you to sit on his lap when he thought you'd chose one of them instead. chan and changbin had been surpised that nothing more happened after that night, but then again their jisungie was shy not so far under the surface.

-------

"hannie still needs a place to sit too, y/n, just come sit on my lap instead," changbin told you, patting his thigh with a bite of his lip. you guys were having a movie night and you were about to sit down in the comfy chair they have. they had some other friends over too, making eight boys here in total. it made it a bit harder to make space for everyone. the armchair was the only other place to sit.

"or we can eliminate someone," you respond with a slight point in his direction. he began prodding at the inside of his cheek with his tongue, smiling through it as everyone was roaring at the joke, the five cackling on the couch already a joint and an edible in each.

"well then if not his, you can always try mine, babygirl," chan grins cheekily.

"ah, make it two!" minho shouts through gasping laughter, reaching to high five you from the couch. you laugh with him before jisung comes back in, everyone quieting down a bit as he speaks up.

"or, since y/n is wearing my clothes," he plops down into the armchair. "she'll sit on my lap instead," he reaches out to grab you by your hips and pulls you down to his lap, facing you towards the tv screen so you're not able to look towards the two attempting to flirt or any of the other boys for that matter.

"you know, cause i'm obviously her favorite," he glares at them over his shoulder. "right, babe?" he turns to look back at you, winking with a click of his tongue and leaving a light pat on your thigh. and with that his eyes are on the screen, your face hot as the movie started.

"oh... wow... that was smooth," stoned little innie seemed impressed as he bobbed his head up and down in approval, looking around at each of his friends with droopy eyes.

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when you straighten back up, sweater in hand, jisung is behind you slipping his arms around your waist, his chest against your back and his lips planting a kiss on your cheek. you bite your smile back and turn slightly to look up at him while your hand searches the pocket of the sweater. "well then, i guess good morning," his voice rasps.

"good morning," you turn fully and bring one hand up, palm open to show three perfectly rolled blunts. he blinks down at you, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "well? wake n bake?" you bounce on your toes a little, looking as if you were glowing in the soft sunshine coming into his room for once.

'holy shit, dude, marry her last fucking week already come on!' that thought comes pounding back, but he swats it away again. 'girlfriend will be a good start, hopefully then wife,' he thinks to himself.

"how dare you even question it?" he scoffs, shaking his head in mock disbelief. you roll your eyes and stick one blunt between your lips, one resting on your ear for later, and the third you place on ji's ear. he pinchs your cheek with a smile before going to find a lighter on his dresser. you hurry to crawl on the bed, sitting against the headboard with your knees to your chest.

jisung sits next to you and pulls you onto his lap, settling between his legs with your back against his chest. he brings the lighter to the blunt between your lips, lighting it for you before you take a large hit. his arms settle around you while you lift the blunt to his mouth, one arm draped across your waist and the other resting on your thigh as his fingers draw little patterns.

the conversation you two make for a while is pretty normal, you tell him about a few upcoming assignments you have, he talks about some songs he's excited about, and it almost surprises you that you guys don't bring up yesterday. but it just feels so normal doing this. you almost forget that anything is different at all.

until he brings it up two blunts in.

"so... last night..." you shift to look up at him. his eyes avoid yours, his cheeks heating up as he becomes a little shy for a moment. "i never ended up asking you to be my girlfriend, huh?" you turn to lay on your stomach, resting your chin on his tummy to see the little smile on his face, and you can't help but smile right back.

you begin shaking your head a little. "nope, not that i remember... but there was something about me being yours at the studio, i believe?" you tease him a little. he rolls his eyes with a smirk, reaching to pinch your ass slightly in response. you hide your grin by bringing the last blunt to your lips, propping yourself up more to light it before he continues.

"well, i guess i should ask you now, then, shouldn't i?" he strokes your hair affectionately, fondness in his eyes. then his hand moves to caress your cheek, his thumb running over your bottom lip as smoke leaves your mouth. his eyes stare into yours, making it impossible to look anywhere but him. and why would you want to, really.

"so, y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" he grins at you while plucking the blunt from your fingers, pressing it to his lips while waiting for your answer. you take a moment to stare at him, your heart racing and your mind drowning with thoughts. no way are you going to say anything but yes, but you struggle to process that jisung is really asking you to be his girlfriend. you always thought he was the kind of crush that would never end up working out and you'd have to force yourself to move on from.

i mean, he'd been one of the first people you ever met when you came to korea the summer before your first year of college. you started liking him not long after and now it's been almost a year. at this point you still had feelings for him, obviously, but you lost all hope that it would ever happen. part of you even thought that last night would turn out to be a one time thing. but now you're just beyond happy that he's really going to be your boyfriend.

"god, yes," you blurt as he breathes the smoke out. he smiles with closed eyes and pulls you into him, his excited exclamations muffled by your skin. you laugh as his voice tickles you, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold him close. he pulls back to plant a kiss on your lips, hands pulling you closer against him by your waist.

his eyes stare up at you adoringly. neither of you say anything for a moment, you just take the time to look at each other instead. you can feel your heart pounding the way it always does when you're close to jisung. all those times you remember your chest tightening with the pain of one sided love.

but now all you feel is happiness lighting you up as he holds you closer to him.

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"god, ryujinnie, it just all seemed so perfect," you gush, adjusting yourself so that your legs hang over the back of the couch and your head is hanging over the edge of the cushion. next to you is your roommate, sitting on the floor in front of the couch with chopsticks in hand and the large amount of food you guys ordered laid out in front of her.

"i can't believe he left all that," she exclaims and points her chopsticks towards your neck. your face heats up and you lift the hood of your sweater, tying the strings to cover your neck.

"yeah, that's not even all of it..." you think of the marks you found all over your body. jisung was really sure to leave hickies on every part of you that he touched, including your neck, chest, boobs, stomach, and thighs. the memory of his mouth on you comes flooding back. it just felt so, so good.

"my god, look at you. i was gonna ask if he was good, but i guess i know the answer!" she shakes her head with wide eyes, reaching for a piece of meat and taking a big bite of it. you giggle slightly and roll off the couch, moving to the floor to join her in eating.

you two had put a movie on to watch as you ate, but you both knew you wouldn't really be watching it. you came home already excited to tell her about everything that had happened. she suggested that before you got too into you should settle in more. so food was ordered and pillows and blankets were laid out in the living room. and now you were ready to get everything all out.

"so, it had started in the studio... and continued at his apartment that night. and this morning he asked me out. and then we went again this morning," you begin, smirking at the thought of the shower that took place after han asked you to officially be his girlfriend.

you try to give as much detail as you can, but at certain points your face turns red and you decide to leave a thing or two out. still, though, you tell her mostly everything.

"wow," she exhales once you finish. "well, to start with, i can't believe he was all on you like that in front of his friends! jisung acts shy but that boy is bold," the two of you laugh together. any time you've brought the boy around ryujin he hardly says a word, usually saying hello and then keeping to himself until she was out of the room.

"god, you're telling me," you lean back on the couch, one hand to your forehead. there's a pause where ryujin continues eating and you just look at the ceiling for a moment. many thoughts go through your head, all of them to do with jisung, and one more nagging than the rest.

you sit up again suddenly, sitting up straight and criss cross in front of your best friend. she stops what she's doing, chopsticks still in her mouth as she slowly turns to look at you.

"ryujinnie... i..." you study the floor for a second before looking up at her, her eyebrows raised as she waits for you to spit it out. you sigh and prepare yourself once more. "i think i love jisung. like 'i want him to be my last boyfriend' kind of love," you feel your heart pounding just saying the words.

ryujin's eyes widen a little, setting down her chopsticks and turning to face you more.

"y/n-ah... you've been dating him since this morning. you sure about that?"

you roll your eyes and snack your gums, turning to grab some more food off your plate before continuing. "yes, i'm sure! i've liked this guy as long as i've known him, okay... it's just that last night after we finished everything and we were laying in bed together," you stick your bottom lip out and your heart flutters at the memory.

"being in his arms like that made me so sure that i'm in love with him, ryujin. i'm really sure."

"aww," she coos, hands over her heart. "so cute! you can finally admit you've liked him this whole time!" once again you roll your eyes, pushing her over on the floor. you both shout as she gets up and pushes you back, laughing after at the weak attempt at play fighting.

and then you two watch the movie and eat, a warm feeling over you as you can't stop thinking about last night.

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Ocean Eyes - Part 1

Summary: Your past with Chris catches up with you.

A/N: Can’t say more than that or it gives stuff away! 😂 Taglist is open, if 

you want to be added let me know 💕

After a long day working at the local coffee shop the last thing i wanted to do was go to a club! But it was Sadie's leaving party so i had to make an appearance or id never hear the end of it.

It had actually been a really fun night, my first night out in what felt like years and after a few drinks i let myself enjoy it. I even had a couple of guys offer to buy me a drink! Just after midnight i caught a taxi home and left the younger girls to carry on with their partying..... how they did it i don't know! Most of them had had far too much to drink already and no intention of stopping any time soon. God i miss the days where i could do that!

When i finally got home i dropped my bag and my jacket next to the front door, went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water and headed up to bed. I managed to throw on an oversized t-shirt before crashing face first into bed, the make up removal would have to wait til the morning i was too exhausted to care.

I woke up to my cell phone blaring loudly in my ear, i patted around for it keeping my eyes closed already feeling the hangover! I mumbled a 'hello' then heard the soft chuckle of my mom.

"Had a good night did you?"

"Mmm it was okay, i'm so not used to drinking anymore Ma. How do people do this every weekend?" I moaned as i slowly opened one eye then the other.

"I remember when you'd be out every weekend, you even ended up in Vegas that one weekend...."

"I remember believe me!" I said as i finally sat up grabbing the bottle of water from the bedside cabinet draining half of it.

"I was just wondering what time you were coming over?.... you said 10am but its almost lunch time"

"What??!! are you serious?.... shit. Okay let me go get a cup of coffee and take a quick shower and i'll be there"

"Okay sweetheart, no rush"

"Everything's okay?"

"Yeah yeah all good. I'll see you soon"

"Okay, bye mom".

I had just finished my coffee and was heading upstairs for a shower when the doorbell rang. I was going to ignore it but then whoever it was started knocking.

"Jesus.... give me a second" i muttered marching to the front door, i opened the door just a crack hiding behind the door due to my lack of pants! When i looked through the gap i gasped.... the last person i ever expected to see was stood on my doorstep.

"Chris...."

"Hey" he smiled nervously "sorry for just showing up like this but i didn't have your number. I tried calling the one i had for you but it was out of service"

"Yeah i had to change it a few years back..... wh...what are you doing here Chris?"

"Can we talk inside?.... i don't really wanna do this through a crack in your door" he laughed a little but it was more of a nervous laugh.

"Erm, sure can you give me a couple minutes to go put some pants on?... i was just about to get in the shower"

"Sure"

I nodded and closed the door before quickly rushing upstairs and grabbing my jean shorts from the chair where i had discarded them yesterday. I was just about to leave my room when i passed the mirror and caught a glimpse of my reflection "fuck!" I quickly grabbed a makeup remover wipe and cleaned my face of smudged mascara and run a brush through my hair.... it was no good,  the hair could not be saved! I quickly tied it up in a messy bun not minding the loose bits that fell out, it would have to do!

The living room was a mess so i closed the door leaving just the kitchen visible. Then i rushed over to let Chris in before he thought id run off and forgotten about him. He followed me through to the kitchen and took a seat at the table while i made us both a coffee.

"How you been? Its been a while since ive seen you" he asked softly.

"I guess it has been.... erm i'm good" i shrugged casually keeping my attention on the mugs as i made the coffee.

"Im glad. Seemed like you disappeared off the face of the planet, you just left. No one heard from you...."

"It was for the best, fresh start and all that"

"Im sorry for how we... how i left things"

I shrugged shaking my head

"you really don't have to apologise Chris, you made a choice...."

"A stupid choice..... i was young and very stupid...."

"Whats done is done, theres no point rehashing it... its been almost 7 years i'm over it" i scoffed picking up the mugs and joining him at the table.

"You are?"

"Of course!"

"Thats great" he nodded avoiding eye contact.

"Okay so spill it.... i don't mean to sound rude but i've got somewhere i need to be soon and i'm already running late....."

"Still cant handle your drink huh?" He finally looked at me smirking.

"Apparently not.... how'd you know?"

"Ive seen you hungover enough to know the signs, the hair and the face full of smudged makeup...."

"you saw that huh?"

"Yeah" he chuckled looking me over.

"So....."

"Right... i um....i need you to sign this" He said reaching inside his jacket and pulling out some papers.

"Sign what?..... what could you possibly need me to sign?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion as he pushed the papers across the table to me. I leaned forward to get a better look and the first thing my eyes landed on... "Petition For Divorce".

I felt my heart start to race as i looked up at Chris..... "what is this? I signed these 7 years ago Chris!"

"I know. I never filed them"

"What?! you mean we're still married?!"

"Yeah"

"Why? You told me you'd take care of it all...."

"And i was gonna, but i couldn't bring myself to do it"

"Jesus christ Chris!"

"Im sorry Y/N" he started to say but I shook my head as i got up to get a pen, when i sat back down and signed them without hesitation Chris made this noise, like i had offended him by signing the divorce papers without an argument.

"What?"

"Nothing, its just you signed them pretty quickly...."

"Chris, i signed these 7 years ago when i loved you.. why wouldn't i sign them again? There's no reason not to..... what we had has been over for years"

"I just thought maybe somewhere down the line we'd work things out"

"I didn't. Any thoughts of us working out ended when you broke up with me because your career was taking off and you liked the attention from all the girls"

"I was an idiot i know, i was just a kid...."

"Bullshit! If you were old enough to get married....you were old enough to know what you were doing".

He looked down shaking his head again, he actually looked ashamed of how he had acted. Maybe he had grown up.

My phone started ringing and i saw my mom's name flashing on the front.

"Hey mom..... oh god, yeah okay.... i'll be there in like 15 minutes i promise" i hung up after saying goodbye to her.

"Im sorry, but i've got to go. You got what you wanted" i shrugged pointing at the papers on the table, he folded them neatly and tucked them back inside his jacket.

"Thank you"

"Can i ask you something?"

"Anything"

"Why now? You didn't bother for 7 years"

"Ive been seeing someone..... its getting kinda serious now...."

"Right, i get it. Your ready for a new wife...." i shook my head suddenly feeling very sad about my past life with Chris "i didn't even get the chance to be your wife.... not really. That ain't worth shit" i pointed towards his jacket where i knew the papers were.

"Its not like that Y/N i swear, i just.... i want the option to be there if the time comes"

"Well i hope it works out better for you this time. Look i have to go......"

"Right okay, sorry. I'll get out of your way" he got up quickly and followed me through the kitchen and to the front door.

"It was good to see you, make sure you file those this time" i said as he walked towards his car.

"You got it, it was great seeing you too" he smiled before getting in his car and driving off.

"Hey Ma!" I called walking into my mom's house.

"Your late" she called from the sofa, i made my way to her and dropped down next to her.

"I know im sorry, you'll never guess who just turned up at my house??!"

"Who?"

"He who shall not be named!" I said quietly, my mom's eyes widened as she gasped "you mean...."

"Yep!" I nodded "turns out we've been married the last 7 years! He never filed.... he came by to ask me to sign them again"

"That boy has some nerve showing up here...."

"Yep"

"Did you sign them?"

"Of course i did"

"Just like that?"

"Yeah, just like that" i shrugged "like i told him, i already thought it was done and over with, i haven't seen him in 7 years.... why wouldn't i sign them"

"Sweetheart....." my mom started to say something but was interrupted by the excited yell of 'MOM!" right before a small body crashed into mine.

"Hey buddy" i laughed hugging my baby close "have you been behaving for nana?"

"Yep, i'm always good" he rolled his eyes before wrapping his arms around me "i missed you mom"

"I saw you yesterday baby" i chuckled running my hand through his brown hair before kissing the top of his head.

"I still missed you"

"Awww ain't you cute! I missed you too".

"Hey! I thought you liked staying with me? We had so much fun" my mom said trying to act offended but smiled when Mason started laughing.

"We had fun Nana, but i missed my mom" he looked up at me with his big blue eyes and i felt my heart swell with love for my baby boy.... well he wasn't a baby anymore, it was hard to believe he'd be turning 6 in a few days.... how time flies.

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Family festival

A very big shout-out to @star-snail whose Ichihime fanart inspired this fanfic : it is a very beautiful piece that just radiates peace and love and fun to me, so I tried my best to convey this in a written way. I hope I do their work justice 🙃

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Japan is the land of festivals, Ichigo is pretty darn sure of that. He is far from complaining, especially because it allows all his family to reunite so that they can eat sweets, have fun, pray and just, be together.

For days, the house down the street of the Kurosaki clinic had been filled with excited chatters of both Orihime and Kazui, the little boy asking his mother about this and that story, his mother explaining with great details. The 5 year-old had looked at her like magic was pouring out of her mouth, which was probably the case, to him. Kazui had asked about many festivals, including the Tanabata one, which of course brought tears to his eyes.

"B-but why did they part away? Why aren't they together!"

He wasn't a fussy boy, very far from it. He was calm and collected, and obeyed all instructions, but when it involved anything bad, even remotely linked to his parents (a name in this case), he was crying.

So Ichigo had to assure him that no, mommy wouldn't go in the stars, no, they wouldn't be separated. Yes, he could have a big kiss from papa.

"Ichigo, come get Kazui please!" Orihime called out from their room, and her husband complied, leaving the kitchen to tickle his son, who was playing with a few toys near their sofa.

The boy laughed at the fingers on his sides, wriggling in his dad's arms. He shook his tiny legs to try to get him out of such a monstrous grip, but Ichigo had him in a hug in an instant, his son up in his arms as they climbed the stairs.

"Here is my prey... Where do I put him, Hime?" Ichigo chuckled in a fake deep voice, which pulled a squeal from his son, who extended his hands to his mom, hoping to get away from his horrible father.

"Oh, well how about you give this cute boy a bath before dressing him up? We'll be late..."

"We are supposed to meet the rest in an hour, Hime, don't worry."

Ichigo walked to his nervous wife and gave her a very gentle peck on the cheek, hoping to calm her down. Kazui turned his head to the side, suddenly interested in what was on the walls while Orihime blushed a little.

"... You're right. I'm just a bit nervous... I don't know why."

Ichigo gave Kazui a little kiss on the temple before placing him back on the floor, and rubbed his back.

"Kazui, can you go get ready for the bath? I'll be here in a second."

The boy, being the sweetheart he was, nodded simply and pitty patted to the washroom, leaving his parents in their room. Ichigo looked back to his wife and raised his hand to caress her cheek.

"Orihime? Are you okay?"

The young woman breathed out, going to hug Ichigo and burying her face in his neck. She melted in his touch when she felt Ichigo's arms wrap around her, drawing nonsense on the fabric of her kimono.

"I am, it's just... I'm reminded of... I don't know, everything. My parents, my brother... For the first ones, I still wish I had some knowledge of them. And Ni-Chan... He would have been happy to be with us."

Ichigo could only agree with her, only knowing one part of the way she felt. He wished his mother was here today too, to be with her husband and her children and now Kazui too. But it was impossible.

"They're not here physically. But the people we love are with us in spirit." Ichigo said simply, his strong arms tightening a little around Orihime, his face meeting with the top of her hair.

Orihime didn't answer, only hugging him more, letting her emotions calm down, the thrumming of her heart go back to normal. Those types of thoughts didn't come often, not because she was too happy to get them, simply because there was no reason to feel bad about the past. But tonight... Tonight felt different.

After a few minutes, Orihime gave Ichigo more of her sweet and enlightening smile, brushing a hand on his cheek to thank him before getting downstairs. Ichigo went back to his son, who was looking at his reflection and waiting patiently.

"Ah, sorry Kazui. Took more than one second. But now mommy is better and you can get washed!"

Ichigo started the bath and quickly but very carefully washed the boy, who giggled and tried to splash his dad with water multiple times, but was stopped with the promise of more treats if he was nice tonight. Wetting a kimono with soap-filled water? Big no no.

The boys got ready pretty fast, father making sure that son was comfortable in his kimono and waraji, not daring to try to tame his unruly hair. He really was like Ichigo in that department. The only way to make sure it wasn't all over the place was to cut them, even if another reason was more, hem, personal.

Totally not related to how Orihime all but loved to scratch the back of his head and it was easier done when the hair is short.

They got down the stairs, Kazui holding onto Ichigo's hand tightly to not fall, still not used to the straw shoes in his little feet. Orihime checked her reflection one last time before squatting to her son, giving him a big smooth on the forehead, praising Ichigo for dressing him so well.

Did the two blush profusely? Yes. One because he was a little boy and proud to make his mommy proud, and the other one because damn if his wife wasn't the most jaw dropping beautiful woman in existence.

A few knocks on the door wanted them of the arrival of the louder part of the family, as Ichigo jokingly called them. Isshin didn't really wait until anyone opened the door to burst it open, his laughter and happy face infectious.

"Ah! Where is my grandson! Oh, you look so good.. so cute my boy!" He sniffed, tears already streaming down his face as he kneeled down to hug Kazui. Yuzu almost did the same, but had some self restraint (thank goodness) and instead laughed with Orihime. Karin kept the door opened and saluted everyone calmly, without a word, but the smile on her face too obvious for her to pretend to be unhappy about the commotion.

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All of them, after a lot of tears, walked to the closest festival stalls, the night setting in and the lampions lighting up the streets, giving it a fairy tale like atmosphere. Kazui walked neatly next to his father, holding to his arm closely, but his eyes darted everywhere in wonder. This green light, that blue stall... Some people wore masks and some kids were chasing each other with tiny fireworks in their hands.

"Let's get some food! Yuzu insisted on not making any at home as to not waste the one here..."

The young girl nodded her head enthusiastically while her twin sister trotted to a Ikayaki stall, asking for one before watching the drama play out.

"Well yes, because otherwise you would have eat like normal but all your appetite would have been gone with us and you would have complained about your stomach!"

Yuzu lectured her father, and Orihime stood next to her to tap her shoulder and calm her down, otherwise it would turn into a quite loud conversation. Karin came back next to her twin and gave her a candy apple, placing it in her hand.

"Don't mind him. Let's enjoy the festival. Let him eat if he wants."

The sisters walked ahead, not really caring about their dad's wailing, Ichigo pushing Kazui between Orihime and him.

"Tsk, he always has to be dramatic about everything..."

"But it's funny papa! When grandpa cries he always makes funny faces! And then I hug him and poof! Gone!"

Orihime gave her son a very sweet kiss on the forehead, because who wouldn't melt at the boy's sweet heart and words.

"Hm, oh, Hime. Look there."

Ichigo pointed at a stall with a shooting contest, which confused the woman at first, before she clapped her hands excitedly.

"Oh, we've haven't done one in so long!" She giggled, jogging to the inviting booth with Kazui on her side. Ichigo smiled brightly, shaking his head. Who was the child?

"You go win her a prize, I'll look after Kazui." Isshin told him, surprisingly calm after one minute of crying. He raised an eyebrow at his dad who clapped his hands together before raising Kazui in the air.

"Kazui, you'll see if your papa is good with shooting targets. If he's not, then you'll be staying with me for a while week!"

So, that meant going to bed very late, eating candy, not doing any kind of work and losing a few braincells because of Isshin cooing at him and talking to him like a baby.

No way was he going to lose. Especially when Orihime was watching intently, her hands holding each other on her chest.

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Of course Ichigo won.

And got the biggest prize he could obtain, a grey teddy bear, proudly holding it for his wife. Orihime was filled with happiness, feeding him a chocolate banana from time to time.

The evening passed like that : between chatters, contests, street food and laughter, not a single Kurosaki wasn't smiling. The sisters stood close to Orihime, always hoping to spend more time with her, always hoping to find this reminder of Masaki in her. Ichigo walked by her side, listening to their chatters and keeping an eye on Kazui, who was getting sleepy.

"Papa?"

"Hm?"

"Who is that?"

Ichigo turned his face to look on his right, where Kazui had pointed at, but seeing no one. There was barely any civilian at the stalls around them, so it was safe to say Kazui definitely needed some well earned sleep. Ichigo crouched down to pick him up in his arms, patting his head gently.

"You're tired baby, were going home soon. You can sleep some if you want."

"But the lady..."

"Hm?"

Kazui couldn't say more, already closing his little arms and snoring softly. The day had been long, of course he was exhausted. Ichigo made sure he held him tight, the teddy in his other hand being a bit of a pain now. Orihime stopped to check on the little boy, her heart feeling like it turned goowee at the adorable sight.

"We should head back... Kazui needs to take some well deserved rest." Ichigo announced to his family, the two girls nodding in unison and Isshin hugging Orihime quickly before patting Ichigo on the shoulder.

"We had a great time, thank you, to the three of you." Orihime bowed and got her goodbyes back at her, Yuzu making one last joke with her before everyone returned to their homes.

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Once Kazui was changed and put to bed, Ichigo cracked his back bones and brushed his teeth sleepily, now in his sleeping t-shirt and shorts. Weird how before he could have his bed time at 3 in the morning without any problem, and now 11:30 was the maximum.

He heard Orihime sigh next door, in their room, and popped his head out of the bathroom door.

"Hm?"

She laughed at his cute appearance and his puppy look, the head tilted to the side. She waved her hand as if to say "later, later" and went back to changing. Ichigo frowned, the infamous gesture that he had forgotten along the years bringing back the usual anxiety he felt in his younger days.

He spit in the sink and washed up his hands before entering their room and pushing the door closed.

"Hime, what's wrong? Please tell me..." He asked, sitting on the bed to watch her take her hair down, unleashing it from the tight grip of her sofisticated bun. She sighed again, and Ichigo frowned again, before going to hug him, the force of it pushing Ichigo to lay on the bed with his wife in his arms.

"Hime..."

"Nothing is wrong, I promise." She cut him off, rolling to her side if the bed and staring at his eyes. She was not lying, she was alright but then why did she sigh? Why did she look so exhausted when they return back home?

Ichigo still nodded, reassured to a point, before leaning down to kiss her in the lips. She gladly accept the peck, placing her hands on his face in such a sweet and careful hold, Ichigo definitely wanted to kiss her more. But she pulled away again, still looking at him with this strange look, one that made her eyes glitter in excitement. Orihime took one of his hands, so strong, so callous from all those fights, to place it on her belly, warm tears filling her eyes.

"I'm pregnant."

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Oh I'm so bad for leaving this like that 😂 but then again, if you guys want the rest, you can always ask for it hehe

As I am not Japanese, I had to research for festivals and clothes and food, hopefully what I wrote made sense ;;

[krystaldragonart]

@ryukotoweek day 2: athletics (Bonus: Father’s Day!!)

Short Fanfic included: “Fourth Place Prize”

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This time around has been intense. The running, the crowd. He can see the finish line up ahead. He has hit a wall long ago, and he can tell he’s been slipping up at the very end. But, it doesn't matter now, as his family cheers him on from the distance, waving their hands telling him to keep going. He shoots a wide grin, picking up the very pace he needed to finish…

Fourth place.

He stops, bending over to catch as much breath as he needs. Sweat drips off of him like rain, his breathing was raspy as he was lent a towel to wipe himself off. He was definitely sweating from his neck and pits, and the remaining racers approached him with a good sort of sportsmanship.

“Sakamoto-San, it’s nice racing with you! You did very well compared to the practice run before.”

The faux blonde nodded, giving off a rough laugh and wise smile, patting his shoulder. “Man you were awesome though. I bet you made your family proud.”

The other racer made a soft laugh. “I sure hope so. This is the first time I made it this far. Honestly, Sakamoto, I have to thank you. You’ve been pushing me way farther than I could do myself. You have my gratitude.”

Even though Ryuji haven’t made it to the top himself, he felt just as proud helping someone to reach that point, as it makes it all worthwhile. “Hey, you’re still young, ok? It’s the least I could do. Now go and celebrate to your heart’s content. Just don’t go overboard though!”

The two shared a laugh, as the racer champ sets up to gather with the others. “Thank you, and you go have fun yourself!”

“Sure will….” He watches from the distance, smiling proudly as he continues drying himself with the towel, discarding it with the rest. He then hears a familiar shrieking sound, turning towards the direction as he sees a boy running up to him.

“Daddy!!”

“Hey, there’s my little kiddo! Did you enjoy watching the race?”

Ryuji kneels down to catch Tatsuo in his arms, seeing his mother, daughter and wife walking their way towards them. He couldn’t smile any wider as he then slowly stands up and waves a hello.

“It was awesome! You really showed the slowpokes who’s the real racer!” The daughter, Nyoko, caught up with the rest making a running stance to show what she meant. The son nodded in agreement, looking behind him hoping the others would catch up.

“I have to say, I guess seeing us cheering really brought the best in you in that last lap. You really did great out there, and we’re all proud.” Makoto gently comes up and kisses him on the cheek, giving off a genuine smile.

“Thank you guys. Just seeing you coming was the best part of the race. Sorry squirt, I guess I didn’t make the top three like I promised.” He looks over at his son, rustling his hair showing his appreciation. He mentioned to him multiple times like he would, saying he’ll sure to win a medal and take it home. The son just shook his head in response.

“It’s okay dad, I have even something better anyways!” Tatsuo takes off his backpack that he had on him from school, setting it down before him. “Now, kneel as I give you your most ultimate prize to date!” The boy declared, almost too adorable to be taken seriously.

The blonde father just scratched his head amusingly before kneeling. “Alright, you have my humble presence.” He played along, even bowing his head slowly so he could give his son some time to take out whatever he would have, not spoiling himself on the sort he may be showing right away.

“Don’t peek-!” He slowly takes out the prize, looking over at his dad to make sure he wasn’t looking.

“Heh, no worries, I’m not peeking.” He then kept his eyes closed, showing his trust. He has him take as much time as he needs, he can hear him shaking the item as if he’s trying to straighten it out. Shortly after, he felt his arms over his shoulders, a strap then lays around his neck with a sort of clanging noise. As the son was finally done, he took a few steps back.

“Ok, open your eyes!”

Ryuji did just so, looking down and seeing a rather matted shine on his chest. He holds it up with one palm for a closer look, a gray plastic like badge tied with a strap he felt earlier. He smiled warmly, looking up to Tatsuo as he seemed eager to know what he thinks.

“Wow, this is for me?” He asked with a surprised tone. “I love it! I’ll cherish it and have it be the start of my future medal collection!”

The boy just smiled proudly, crossing his arms and looking over at the sister. “See! I told you he’ll love it!”

“And, what’s this?” He noticed some glitter was on his hands, then looked at the strap that’s covered in it. “You added some special sparkles to make it extra special!?”

“Uhh…” Tatsuo looks at his sister once more, like he’s irritated about it. “That was Nyoko’s doing. I hold her not to since it wouldn’t look good. But she went and did it anyway, without me looking.” He shoots a glare at her, as she only laughed in response.

“Well I think it’s great!” Ryuji responded cheerfully. “Sometimes it’s better to add that little extra shine to make it stand out more. You can never go wrong with that.” He then stretches his arms out, offering a hug to his kids as they gladly come over to return one. “This is the best you guys, thank you!”

Makoto couldn’t help but place her hand over her smile on the ‘aww’ moment with the kids giggling, Ryuji’s mom seeing her reaction and chuckled lightly.

“You kids are so innocent these days. Wait till they get older sweety, it’ll be from tender moments to raging attitudes. But I’m sure you'll be just fine.” The mom mentions, knowing that teenagers are more unpleasant but also requires more heartening to take care of.

Makoto rolls her eyes on that thought. “That’s why I’ll want to spend as much time with them while their youth lasts. Unlike me, I won’t make them grow up too fast and have to deal with things they don’t need to yet, until the time is right of course.”

“Oh, knowing you I’d thought you would already be teaching them how to do their taxes!” The mother laughed, knowing Makoto being a serious type when it comes to educating her kids.

She just shook her head, returning a laugh. “No, Ryuji would totally be against the idea of intense work like that at such a young age. Not that I blame him of course. He says that fun is another kind of ‘work’, and therefore more important with their age. Honestly, he amuses me with those quirky answers.”

The mother just nods, smiling on the subject. “He wants them to live happily while possible. You two know how cruel the world can be. It’s only fair for him to make certain they enjoy their best times before realizing so.”

Makoto understands the matter, and smiles over to her. “Well, Nyoko seems to take interest in sports, we have been showing her the ways with that. Ryuji, mainly.”

“I’m glad she got herself a hobby. For all we know you may just be raising a future delinquent.”

“Oh- mother…” Makoto facepalmed on that thought, never wanted to think of it that way. The mother just laughed as Ryuji stood back up, ready to go.

“But boy am I starvin’? I gotta get my energy back! Where should we eat?” Ryuji decided to ask, getting the kids all excited about the idea.

“Big Bang burger!” Tatsuo mentions, already eager for the idea of a burger.

“Awww but we should go to LeBlanc! We haven’t been there in forever!” Nyoko retorts, as she favors Boss and his delicious curry that she always orders.

“Well what’s wrong with Auntie Sae’s place?” Makoto asked, almost as if she was offended. “She does enjoy having you two around.”

The kids just paused, showing no mere interest in coming over. “Sorry, but I think grandma is better when it comes to cooking.” The daughter said bluntly, making the rest of the family laugh out loud. Someone should get her a Coolifier Pad when they have a chance.