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↳✦ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘɪɴᴋ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ✦

↳「ᴅᴏᴍᴇꜱᴛɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ」║ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳ᴋᴀɢᴀᴍɪ ᴛᴀɪɢᴀ

✦ "𝐎𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐝!" 

Staring at the test in your hands, the two pink lines seemed to be playing a trick on you. It was a miracle that you couldn't believe happened.

Your heart swelled with a variety of emotions while your vision grew blurry. A hand unconsciously rose to your mouth to hold in a sob of disbelief. 

The idea of your family growing was not something the two of you brought up often, and if so, it was always mentioned for in the distant future.

But this was here, this was now, and it was all too surreal.

Glancing at the clock, you realize that you need to clean up all the rubbish and prepare dinner for when your towering 6'3 (190 cm) husband comes home from work.

The two-toned-haired man had recently been over-exhausted from his job at the fire station, and maybe the news of an additional family member would brighten his day. 

Cleaning up your mess, you hid the positive pregnancy test in your sock and underwear drawer. It would be so much more impactful if it were to be a cute little surprise.

You took your time preparing dinner on the stove and setting the table for supper. A vibrant grin couldn't help but grow on your lips when you thought about setting another spot at the table for your child.

However, the sound of the front door opening and closing suddenly permitted the nerves to ignite in anxiousness. 

Kagami desired to be a father like how he desired to win every game he played back in high school. There was envy in his fiery ruby-red optics when he looked at other families, but the question was, would he want one so soon?

Large and muscular arms retracted you from your thoughts as they wrapped around your midsection. Kagami placed a longing kiss on your left cheek, and you could smell the sweat emanating from his dirty skin. 

Grinning at the physical touch, you leaned back against his chest as you continued to stir the contents inside of the pot.

"Welcome home, love." You greeted. "How was work?"

Your husband released a weary sigh and locked onto you securely. His head fit into the crook of your neck, his spiky hair brushing against your neck.

"That bad, huh? You should really take a break from work." 

You could feel him nodding his head with his spiky hair tickling against your skin. "I'm so exhausted..." He murmured into your shoulder. 

It took some skill to suppress another grin when your mind bounced back to the thought of your positive pregnancy test; depending on how he would feel, it could either brighten or lower his mood.

Patting his muscular tan arms, you turned off the stove and turned around in his arms to face him. He glanced down at you, and immediately, your lips were upon each other. 

Always so sweet and savory his kisses were, and as much as you wanted to continue, you did not want for the food to grow cold.

"Well, wash up, then come sit down at the table. Don't stress yourself too much. Things will get better." 

He nodded his head before leaving a soft kiss on the side of your neck and leaving for the shower. Once he entered the bathroom and the screeching of the shower's raging water pressure could be heard, you skipped into your shared bedroom.

The test was hidden in a small rectangular box meant for watches, and you swiftly hid it in your apron. Returning back to the kitchen, you placed the meals on your pristine porcelain white plates and sat in your unassigned assigned seats.

Silence filled your lovely home as he finished his shower, and after a few minutes, the muscular and toned man stepped out in a simple pair of sleeping joggers without his shirt on. 

Water droplets were falling off his hair and dripping down his muscular tan shoulders. His torso was slightly steaming from the hot water. You gazed at him dreamily. 'That's why I'm pregnant.' 

Naughty, naughty, you needed to calm yourself as you chuckled to yourself. Kagami shifted his gaze to meet yours with a perplexed expression.

A lopsided grin formed on your lips while you shook your head. "It's nothing, Love. Come sit down so we can eat together." You mused.

He didn't waste any time sitting next to you at the table and devouring the dinner with his incredibly outlandish appetite that grew worse after high school. 

The thought of having a mini him had your heart swelling and blood rushing through your system as if you were on a rollercoaster.

It was beginning to become more nerve-racking the longer the seconds passed by.

Your husband glanced up at your face and then down at your barely touched dinner. His thick, split eyebrows creased in puzzlement before he swallowed the large bite in his mouth. 

"(Y/n), is something wrong?" He queried oh so innocently.

You smiled at the sound of your name off his tongue and gripped the box tighter. "No, nothing, my love. Don't worry about it." 

He placed his fork down and twisted his full body to face yours. "You got that eyebrow crease again when you're overthinking." 

Kagami knew you so well just as much as you knew him; it made it hard to keep secrets on both ends.

Rolling your (e/c) optic, you reached down into your apron to take out the green box and handed it hesitantly to the tall male. "Here, it's a little present." 

He himself rolled his eyes and took it from your fingers. "You didn't have to. It's not even my birthday." He jeered with a faint grin.

Your extremities clasped together as you observed him intently remove the lid, only for the white pregnancy test to be the first thing he witnessed. 

He stared down with his fiery ruby red optics whilst his mouth hung open. Kagami sat dazed for what felt like hours but was really a minute. Abruptly, dread began to fill your body as you gazed at his non-moving body. 

"T-Taiga." Your voice stuttered out as you sent a hand to touch his shoulder. Unexpectedly, Kagami gripped your wrist and pulled you into his arms. 

His fingers held onto your waist tightly while he pushed his face into your neck. You could feel a stream of liquid suddenly fall down your neck and know it came from Kagami. 

"I don't believe it. I'm really gonna be a dad?!" The man's voice was laced with excitement.

His words were slightly muffled in your shoulders, and you nodded your head. Then, you reached for his hair to scratch his scalp and massage it. 

"I'm pregnant, Taiga. We're going to have a baby together." He squeezed your body tighter and began kissing all the way up from your collarbone to your jaw. 

He pulled back, only for you to see the large grin on his face. "(Y/n), you keep making me happier and happier." 

The two-toned-haired male lightly grasped your left wrist and brought your hand down from his head. He tenderly kissed your ring finger, which held the beautiful gold ring that made you his wife and only his. 

"I love you so much, Taiga." 

"I love you so much too, (Y/n)." 

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳ᴋᴜʀᴏᴋᴏ ᴛᴇᴛꜱᴜʏᴀ

✦ "𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?"

Tetsuya Nigō merely cocked his head to the side before barking at your feet. Your nose scrunched in disapproval as you dropped yourself on the couch with the Alaskan Malamute jumping up to rest by your side.

All the tension was building up in your muscles from the doctor's visit earlier, and it only grew with the ticking of the clock on the wall. 

It shouldn't have been a surprise to find out you were pregnant with your husband's child; it was partially your fault for enticing him so much that one night. 

However, you weren't sure if it was exactly great news. The two of you were still relatively young, married only for a few years that you could count on one hand.

The issue wasn't that you were afraid to tell him. After all, he was a kindergarten teacher. He adored children and worked with them every day. 

You both shared a conversation about kids, and he revealed that he would love to have one or two...in the future when you two were much older.

A sigh reverberated from your lips as you reached over for a quilt and covered your legs with it, Tetsuya Nigō crawling under so he could rest with his head in your lap.

Even with your myriads of thoughts running at the speed of sound in your head, you knew better than to take it out on a harmless animal.

Your scowl morphed into a minuscule smile as you began scratching his head while your other hand reached for the remote to turn on one of your favorite guilty pleasure shows. 

It wasn't long before the front door opened, and the sound of his keys jiggling echoed through the foyer. 

The front door was opened, and you didn't even turn around to face your blue-haired husband. "Welcome home."

"Hey," Kuroko murmured as he shuffled off his shoes and neared your frame. He turned his head to face the screen to see that vulgar show that was particularly loud. It had sound effects and songs that just seemed to screech in his head.

He expressed his displeasure frequently whenever it was on, and you knew it was the last thing he wanted to hear after finishing work. But you need that show right now to maintain low-stress levels.

"I know it's not right for me to tell you to change the show, but," He released a hefty sigh as he collapsed next to you on the couch. His hands found the remote and turned down the volume to barely above five. "At least don't have it blasting."

"I'm pregnant." You revealed point blankly while snatching the remote and raising the volume again. 

His eyes enlarged, his gaze fixed on the side of your impassive face, which remained focused on the TV screen. Silence sat on his tongue as the information worked through his brain. When he had finally processed such vital news, he lightly placed his hand over yours, which was holding the remote. 

Your gaze shifted slightly to glance at him while he muted the sound. If you had not been used to his apathetic expressions, you would have missed the shimmer in his bright, periwinkle eyes. "You're pregnant?" He asked as he kept his voice from wavering.

In response, you shrugged your shoulders and whacked his hand off yours to raise the volume again. Your body pressed into the corner of the couch as if you were attempting to shield yourself from the impending statement. 

Tetsuya Nigō could probably sense the moody tension and playfully licked at your fingers. 

"(Y/n)." Your name was called out sternly.

That serious and humorless tone of voice nearly had shivers run up your spine. Guess it was finally time to get to the meat of the bone. Pausing the show and clasping your hands together on the back of your dog, you shifted your gaze to face your husband. 

"Tetsuya."

"Why are you acting like this?" He queried while raising his arms to cross over his chest. "You're acting like what you told me is nothing. That is not nothing." There was a slight crease in his eyebrows.

A frown etched deeply on your face as you respired heavily. "I'm not. I know how serious it is. It's just that I know you don't want a baby right now, with work and all. Before, you've said that you wanted to wait until we were older."

The firmness in his eyes softened, and so did his brows. He laughed almost breathlessly while covering it slightly with his hand. "You can be so silly sometimes." Your frown stretched into a scowl. "Yes, I did want to wait until later in the future, but I also said that when I had just started my career. I have a steady job now and money saved. I can take care of you and-" He placed one of his hands on your barely showing stomach. "I can take care of this little one."

Every fiber of your being had relaxed, the tension fading while you placed a hand over his. "But we are still so young." You murmured. 

He nodded his head before leaning in and placing a soft smooch on your lips. "That is true, yes. But I want nothing more than to spend my time with you and raising our child." Kuroko informed, his hand on your belly warming the skin beneath.

Yes, that is 'our' child. A baby is growing in your tummy, a clear sign of your bond. You giggled slightly to yourself for having such pessimistic thoughts about this sweet man. 

"What?" Your husband asked, his lips slightly quirked. 

Grinning, you shook your head while reaching over to wrap your arms around the back of his neck. "Nothing, just happy."

"I'm happy, too."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳ᴀᴏᴍɪɴᴇ ᴅᴀɪᴋɪ

✦ "𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬!?" 

A groan echoed in the bathroom as you tossed the test down on the counter. Your hands pressed into the marble as you leaned your weight on it. 

You wanted to swear or at least cry a little, but it was in the middle of the night. Aomine couldn't know this yet, so you still have to work your own head around this information in silence. It took you all day just to work up the courage to do it because you couldn't relax enough to go to sleep. 

With your husband's ability to nearly sleep through anything, you let yourself swear under your breath. This was reality; several tests all displayed 'positive.' All seven different brands stared right back at you with that +.

Stepping back, you ran a hand through your hair and glanced at yourself in the mirror. You looked like a nervous wreck right now, and you were feeling like one, too. Your legs could barely hold you up, and you let yourself drop to the ground. 

Slouching against the door, you bit your lip and stared at the tiled floor. Were you excited to have your husband's baby? Well, of course, you've dreamed of having a big family with him since high school. 

The issue and the reason why you were feeling queasy had to do with your husband's profession. 

As a diligent and actively engaged Police Lieutenant, he was constantly rushing in and putting himself in danger every day. It did not help with his stubborn and reckless personality, which often resulted in him doing things before thinking.

It was his passion, and he was passionately dedicated to his job. He desired to help those in need and make your city safer. So if it meant getting a few cuts and gashed here and there, he was fine with it.

To accomplish his goals, he would put himself in danger, which was the bane of your existence and what kept you up at night.

Yes, you wanted this baby, but the dread was holding back any form of excitement. What if he is killed, leaving you and your child alone? You can barely even stand the idea of your child having to grow up without ever being able to meet their father.

There was a groan from outside the door before it was abruptly opened. The sudden movement spurred you to fall back and knock your head on the carpeted floor.

As soon as your eyes met his navy blue gaze that had his brows quirked inquisitively, you bounced back up to your feet. 

Aomine released a tired sigh as he scratched at his bare stomach. "I gotta take a piss." 

"Yeah." You squeaked before clearing your throat. "Yeah, of course. Gimmie a second." Discreetly, you tried to close the door while pushing the test into a drawer. 

However, his keen eyes must have caught a glance as he pushed the door open effortlessly and stepped inside. "(Y/n)." He stated in the manner in which you knew you might not be able to lie your way out of this. "No wonder you were hacking up a storm the past month." 

Your stomach stirred as if you were going to retch at that moment, yet you pushed it down with a strenuous swallow. 

"It's not what you think." You mumble, eyes stationed on the ground from the inability to meet his gaze. 

The navy-headed male scoffed as he pushed you aside to open the drawer. He stared at the multiple tests for a few seconds before leaning against the door frame and folding his arms. "When were you going to tell me?"

With eyes stationed on your feet, you mumbled out a response shamefully. "I just took them, so I wasn't sure yet. I definitely hadn't planned for you to find out tonight." 

He must have been glaring at you with how you felt his piercing gaze. Abruptly, the tan-skinned man grasped your left wrist and yanked you to his chest. Your gaze shot up at his handsome face, which was showcasing evident anxiety and vexation.

"Why didn't you want to tell me? It's not something to hide unless it's not mine." He conveyed as if it hurt him to say those words. 

It did not take long at all for you to feel guilty. "Can you not accuse me of having an affair and listen to me." You stated that your husband responded a few seconds later by releasing your wrist. Respiring another breath, your hands found their pace anxiously at your belly. "It's just that I have a lot to fear. You put yourself in danger all the time, just rushing in. I can't bear it if you die and leave me and this kid all alone. I know you love your job, but-" 

He ceased your rambling by leaning down to place his lips on yours and kiss you nearly zealously. His arms moved to grip the back of your thighs as he lifted you effortlessly and rested your bottom on the counter. 

You didn't want to give in, but how could you give up such an intimate kiss? You responded in the same manner, kissing him deeply, expressing yourself heartily. There will be no other man that you could love like this. If you were to lose him, it would be like having half of yourself ripped out. 

A single tear had fallen from your eye, which your husband immediately noticed. He pulled back with a heavy inhale and swiped the tear away with the back of his hand. 

His gaze was much softer, and he must have thought deeply about your fear. What if he were to be gone? Then he could never touch you, either. Aomine pressed himself between your legs as he enveloped his strong arms around your torso and pulled you in for a firm embrace.  

"I know it scares you, baby." He expressed softly and placed a kiss on your temple. "It scares me too sometimes. But I would never leave you alone to fend for yourself. Hell would have to freeze over first before I ever give up and die."

"I know." You sniffled.

The navy-eyed male released an arm, placing an open palm underneath your sleep shirt and resting it on your belly. "All I want to do is protect you, make sure nothing could ever happen to you. I'll do the same for this baby, but for damn sure, I'll be here to experience it. I can't go die before my wife and child."

Of course, you just had to cry. You couldn't hold back the streams of tears as they cascaded down your face. Leaning forward, you wrapped your arms around his back and pressed your face into his chest. "I love you." 

"I love you too, ya' big crybaby." You could practically hear a grin in his voice. He hugged you back just as tenderly before pulling back and holding your shoulders. His navy blue eyes looked as if he were examining something on your chest inquisitively. 

"I can't wait for your boobs to grow! They're gonna get humongous!" 

Aaand, there he goes, ruining a sweet moment. "Daiki!"

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳ᴀᴋᴀꜱʜɪ ꜱᴇɪᴊᴜʀᴏ

✦ "𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲." 

You've read the same sentence over and over at this point, the same thing as you're unable to get any farther than that in your book. Attempting to keep your mind preoccupied with the thriller fantasy remained futile as your mind continued to replay your doctor's visit over and over again.

For a few weeks, you've been feeling ill and sickly, with your stomach churning every time you ate. Even your breast felt plumper, and your joints ached, so at that point, you knew it warranted a doctor's visit. 

Assuming it was the flu, you were proved a fool when the doctor declared your illness as pregnancy. 

Overjoyed, you couldn't have smiled any larger after hearing the news. Yet that smile had swiftly fallen when you thought deeper about it. Yes, you were going to have your lovely husband's child, but you were also going to birth an heir for his company. 

You knew exactly how difficult it was to grow up in a wealthy household with an overbearing, demanding father. Akashi experienced an even worse version of that, and it made sense that it was exactly how your husband was going to act. 

It's all he knew, and like father-like child, they would have the same mindset. Strive for the best and win no matter who you have to crush. 

It was a not-the-healthiest environment, and you couldn't bear to give your child such a stressful workload and a domineering father. There was only so much you could do to give your child an actual childhood without straining your relationship with your husband. 

By raising the child maturely, he'd be taking away his child's youth just as his own father had. 

At the time, the doctor had noticed your sudden uneasiness and handed over a business card: "If there is something wrong and you are unable to have this baby, then you can call this number and schedule a meeting. They'll do it safely and ethically. However, it is your choice to choose whatever will be best for you and your baby."

Her words have stayed in your head, droning over again and again as you weighed your options. You loved your husband deeply, with all your heart, considering how you married him almost right after high school. Continuing your lineage wasn't a topic brought up, as you both enjoyed the bliss of married life.

You two are still young, and you weren't sure if you were ready to disrupt that life because of the chaos of raising a child with different views. Soon, you were going to have to make a decision; you couldn't just lie in bed all day.

A) You could give birth normally and fight nearly all the time on the way to raising your child.

B) Let the information of pregnancy remain a secret and get an abortion. 

C) Pack your things and leave without informing him to raise the child in secret yourself.

All of them seemed like such extreme options, with neither being able to produce the greatest result. Either way, you're going to have to choose one.

The sound of your bedroom door opening snapped you out of your myriad of thoughts and brought you back to the present. Darting your eyes back down to your book, you attempted to seem preoccupied. 

"I see that you are better." Your husband's voice fills the room as he steps closer to the bed. He rested the back of his hand against your forehead and felt the heat of it. "Still warm, however."

Glancing up, you gave him a slight nod and cleared your throat. "Welcome home, love. I didn't expect you to be home so early. I was even going to take a bath."

He hummed in response and leaned down to kiss your temple. "Don't let me stop you," he murmured with a slight quirk on his lip. "There wasn't much to discuss at the meeting, so instead of wasting everyone's time, I sent everyone home early."

You could only produce a weak smile before returning your attention to your book. "In a little bit, then." 

Akashi nodded as he stepped back to stride over to the walk-in closet and removed the blazer from his black suit. "So, how was your doctor's appointment?" Clothes shuffle, and the bin clicks as he changes. "I assume that it was nothing serious as you're not freaking out or acting as if your dying."

His teasing remark almost makes you laugh, but the situation is dire. "It was the flu, so my doctor prescribed some medicine and bed rest." You'll lie for now and take the time to figure out the game plan.

He hummed to himself before walking out and fixing the buttons on his sleepwear. "I see, so there is nothing else?" He queried with his duo-colored gaze, staring at your face.

You shook your head no while keeping your attention focused on the book, even though you've been looking through your peripheral. 

Nodding his head of bright crimson hair, he stepped back into the closet, and you released a breath you didn't know you were holding.

The stress was getting to you already, and it seemed that you would take up that bath now. Pushing yourself up to your feet, you dragged yourself to the personal bathroom and turned on the faucet. 

Gushing hot water pooled in the porcelain white basin before it became oblique as you sprayed bubbles and bath salts into it. 

Discarding your clothes right there, you stepped in carefully before relaxing against the cushioned backrest. It seems Akashi was already lying down as he left you to enjoy your bath in peace. 

And so you did, turning on the jets and letting the pulsating water massage your tense muscles. It wasn't until your fingers were pruned and the water-cooled that you got out and wrapped yourself in a towel. 

In the main room, your husband was lying down while reading a newspaper. "Did you have a nice bath?" He asked without looking your way. 

"Yes." You murmured while entering the walk-in closet and searching for loose sleepwear.

"You know," Akashi began, and your heart skipped a beat of dread. "I've acted unaware to spare some from appearing incompetent, but I do not like being played a fool."

Almost immediately, your mouth grows dry, and you struggle to swallow. "Where are you going with that?"

He doesn't respond immediately; you can only hear the sound of his newspaper shuffling. Waiting a few more seconds and only receiving silence, you stepped out and peered nervously around the corner. 

Of course, the man himself sat crossed arm on his side of the bed as he met your gaze. "I don't like liars, (Y/n)." 

"But I didn't!" You refute before sighing and sitting at the edge of the bed on your side. "I just hadn't had the time to think it through."

"Huh?" The bright-eyed man questioned. "What is there to think through? You're pregnant with my heir, and we have everything we need to provide for that child."

Biting your bottom lip, you contemplate whether or not you should now begin arguing about how you'd both differ on raising this baby.  "Of course, the materialistic aspect is there, but Sei... you don't have much fatherly instinct. You treat everything like it's a business transaction." 

Akashi's duo-colored eyes looked up in the right corner as he placed a curled finger against his chin. "Do I treat our relationship like that?" He asked almost playfully, yet there was an underlying vexation to it. 

"Well, you used to. It wasn't until we had that break you came back to me, actually showing your vulnerability and willingness to not put up a wall with me." You picked your words carefully, not desiring to insult him or make him feel embarrassed. 

"That's right, before." His clothes shuffled as he stood up to venture around the bed and take a seat by your side. "It's a shame you think so low of me and decide to lie. I'm your husband, the only person you're supposed to be truthful with." 

You feel shameful and are unable to meet his gaze even as he's right by your side. "I-I don't. We are both aware of how our parents raised us, and you have taken after your father in more ways than one. I just know you'll raise them with independence and maturity that would snatch away the ignorance of childhood." 

Silence, you can barely even hear the sound of your own breathing. What was he thinking? Was he taking you seriously, or would he just think it was the hormonal ramblings of a pregnant woman? 

"(Y/n)." He calls tenderly and reaches over to place a hand over yours that was in your lap. "I understand where you are coming from, but I wish you had had this conversation with me earlier instead of thinking so low of your own husband."

"I'm sorry."

Akashi sighed and leaned over to wrap an arm around your shoulder so he could hug your side. "You were not completely baseless; however, with you by my side, you'd be the voice of reason to step in if I were to fall into my father's ways." 

This time, you were finally able to raise your head and meet his gaze. "But that is how relationships become strained, with the constant arguing." You state almost with a quivering lip. 

"I'd like to think that our relationship is stronger than that." He mused with his other hand, which was still covering your hand, to tap at your wedding ring. "We will figure things out, my love. But we have to communicate, not keep things to ourselves. And I know you always try to fix things yourself, but marriage means sharing that burden." 

A slight grin plays on your lip as you look at him. "I always knew you were very mature for your age, but I hadn't known you were this judicious. I'm sorry for lying and almost doing something drastic." 

"And I'm sorry for making it seem that you couldn't trust me. We still have a lot to learn about our marriage." 

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳ᴍᴜʀᴀꜱᴀᴋɪʙᴀʀᴀ ᴀᴛꜱᴜꜱʜɪ

✦ "𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐭." 

The growing weight and plumpness of your breasts were something you had assumed resulted from the considerable amount of sweets you eat together. You also had been eating confectionaries that had been too rich before.

But it made sense that the food cravings you've been having were all sweets, the favorite of your dear sweet husband. The food bill is going to get out of control with now the added hankerings of a child.

Though, as great as the news was, you did have some reservations about the situation. You had not been born the healthiest, with a forever ailment cursing your lungs. Your doctor was quick, as she provided a prescription and set up appointments with specialists to be on top of that. 

It might be a difficult pregnancy, but the aspect of growing a whole new life in your belly was a difficult and strenuous task to begin with. However, having a family, a child, with the man you loved would give you such purpose.

However, the amount you need to clean from wrappers and rubbish might just drown you all. It isn't very pleasant cleaning all the time, but you cannot help but giggle and imagine the future with your husband and your baby. 

It would be nice to have a little mini version of your husband running...no lazying around when your husband was at work for long hours or playing basketball with his high school buddies.

When you came home from your appointment, you were still on a blissful high from the information. It felt almost like a fairy tale, and nothing could break that joy currently. 

Murasakibara should be leaving work soon, and you still haven't prepared dinner, so an idea came to mind. What better way to tell such important information than with his all-time obsession, confections? 

Even though your husband was more skilled than you in baking, you've watched him enough to do some basic things. A small cake with four thinner cakes should do it. You'll ice them differently, with the left side being baby blue and the right a bright pink. 

You'll use a frosting bag, put a thin point on it, and write the words, 'Would daddy like a girl or a boy?' It was cute, maybe a bit cringe-worthy, but that's what made it noteworthy. It's a memory that you'll never forget.

Placing it on the stand in the dining room, you returned to the kitchen to begin dinner. Another hour and the lavender-headed male will be coming home, so there is just enough time to make dinner. 

It's so exciting and surreal to be pregnant, to hold a whole life right inside of you. You wonder if they'll look like your husband or have his lazy genes. The ability to imagine and envision a future of what is to come is so remarkable that you can't wait to share that joy with your husband.

"(N/n)-chin." Murasakibara's voice calls out as the front door closes. 

Barely holding down a smile, you wipe your hands and approach him. "Hi, honey." He leans down just as you step up on your tippy toes to kiss him. He smells like candy and flour. "How was work, Atsushi?"

"Busy." He replied in his usual tone as he stood back to his full height to remove his coat. "What's for dessert?" 

Your teeth bite into your bottom lip as you hold in a giggle. He's so silly and cute. "Well, I did make you something special, but how about you eat dinner first?" He clicks his tongue but silently walks with you to the kitchen to get his plate. "I'm not really hungry, but I'll sit with you while you eat after I finish washing dishes." 

"Okay." He murmurs while grabbing his plate. You watch his hunching figure trek toward the dining room and internally squeal. 

With jittery hands, you turn on the sink to begin washing dishes, yet it does not take long for you to hear him call out your name from the other room. "(N/n)-chin." 

"Yes, honey?"

His heaving footsteps echoed as he approached before you saw him crouch by your side in your peripheral. Murasakibara's large hands reached for your hips as he slightly pushed your body at an angle so your stomach was facing him. 

"It doesn't..." His fingers trailed toward your tummy as he lifted your shirt and dragged his calloused skin against the soft flesh. "It doesn't look like our baby is in there." 

How does he always manage to say the sweetest things? Smiling, you turned off the water and bent down to look at his crouching figure. "That is because I've only been pregnant for a few months, honey. Our baby is only about the size of a plum."

"Tiny." He whispered with his violet eyes twinkling. The large man leaned forward and pressed his lips against the soft flesh of your belly. "So tiny. How am I not going to hurt such a tiny thing?" 

Ugh, there is only so much cuteness you can take, and you're close to overloading. "Well, when they come in nine months, they're going to be much larger. And with it being your baby, it might be one heavy baby." You teased while reaching down to caress the side of his face.

Your husband hummed, vibrating your belly as he appeared to think to himself. "I wonder what kind of candy they'll like?" 

"Ah, ah." You stressed the vowels and patted his face a little harshly. "They won't be able to digest candy for months, maybe even several years." 

"Annoying." He grunted before blowing a raspberry on your tummy. Your abdomen flexed as you giggled and pushed him from the tickling. "I want to feed them sooner. I want to feed them now." 

Wagging a finger, you spoke to him sweetly. "Nine months. Now, get up, and you can feed me some cake for now."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳ᴋɪꜱᴇ ʀʏᴏᴜᴛᴀ

✦ "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐄𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐚!?" 

"Ryouta, don't be ridiculous." You chastised your overbearing and protective husband in the check-up room. "How would I even get infected with that?" 

"Then it's gotta be COVID-19-" You placed a hand over his mouth as you rubbed your temples. 

It's not as bad as he's been making it out to be. You've just been extremely lethargic and unable to sleep well. It felt like you were having the systems of PMS, which made you think that it was what just came with being a woman. 

So you refused to go to the doctors at first, yet Kise, being Kise, rambled about the what-ifs, even suggesting cancer. At that point, you had to go in and put his mind at ease.

The doctor had already done some blood work and taken some samples, so the two of you were just waiting. "(Y/n)-cchi, what if it's something deadly because you took so long to get a check-up? That's why it's taking so long for us to get your results back!" 

"My god(s)!" You snapped and pinched his cheek harshly. "Stop assuming the worst, you hypochondriac! It's probably the flu or something!" 

"Actually!" Both of your heads whipped towards the door as your doctor stepped in with a teasing grin. "I'm here to deliver some good news." Handing over a piece of paper, you snatched it quickly and read over the words.

"Pregnant?" You read it quietly before gasping audibly. "Pregnant?!"

Kise gripped your shoulders and shook you in your stop with this enormous, overpowering grin on his lips. "Pregnant! We're going to have a little us running around!" He squealed. 

Your doctor nodded as he sat by his computer and began typing away. "It's always lovely to see the joy of new parents. I'll prescribe some prenatal and sleeping medicine for insomnia. I'm also going to put in a referral for the OB/GYN. You'll start to see them for your pregnancy checkups." 

Still stunned by the new information, you struggled to hold in your own joy as you clasped your hands tightly around your husband and squeezed. How nice it will be to have a miniature version of your partner while he is gone long hours flying. 

"Alright, that's done. The two of you are free to go and celebrate if you have no more questions," the doctor conveyed. With that, Kise did not need to be told twice, as he was rushing the two of you out of there. 

He's practically dragging you outside and toward his car. "Baby! Babies! Hehe, we're going to have the cutest baby!" He giggles with that massive grin. 

It's infectious, and you struggle to hold down your own smile. "We are going to have the cutest baby ever." 

Agreeing with your remark, he opened the passenger side door and ushered to you. However, once you sit down, he's already leaning over to buckle you up himself. "Ryouta, I can do it myself. I'm not disabled." 

"I know~." He stretches his words before kissing you on the lips and then on your nose. "I just feel like I need to step up and be the most amazing husband and soon-to-be father. And I get the excuse to dote on you in the meantime." 

You feel the strain in your cheeks as you smile again, with warmth blossoming on your face. "Oh geez, you can be so cute sometimes." 

"No, you." He refuted while crouching, his hands reaching to grasp your hand. Kissing the wedding ring on your finger, he meets your gaze with strong, unwavering eyes. "Not only do I get to have you as my wife, but now the mother of my child. This is so cool!"

Even though Kise can be overdramatic, loud, and overbearing, he is bright, bubbly, and a big ball of optimism. He was easy to love...and easy to get annoyed with, too, but it was even more challenging to be mad at him. Either way, you loved him with all your heart. Now, your family of two will be three in nine months. 

To think you'd be a mother already, phew, was still a little shocking, but it was still extremely prideful. You get to have this lovingly amazing man's baby.

You must have had an affectionate expression on your face, considering your husband couldn't help but lean up and kiss your lips tenderly. He tasted like coffee cake. "All buckled up, mommy~." Kise sang before making his way to his side of the car." 

Rolling your eyes, you leaned back and crossed your ankles. "Don't be cringe." 

"It's in my nature." He rebutted while turning on the car and pulling out of his parking spot. "Ouu! I can't wait until I tell everyone at basketball. Especially my co-pilots. They're gonna be so jealous!" 

"Oh, I'm sure." You mused and reached over to hold his free hand. "You'll be a great father, Ryouta." 

He peeked over at you, his face blushing softly as he grinned again and returned his vision to the road. "I love you so damn much." 

"I love you too, you silly man." 

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪᴍᴀ ꜱʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏᴜ

✦ "𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮��𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞."  

It's taking forever to get your results back from the doctor. You honestly should have gone home instead of agreeing to wait. You don't have all the time in the world to just sit around and bide your time just to be told what kind of sickness you have. 

It would have been so much easier if your husband, who was an accomplished doctor, could give you a check-up himself. However, his fear of germs and your coughing quite literally had him push you away and set up an appointment for you on his computer. 

And, of course, on the day of, he was called in, so you had to go alone, which made you even more annoyed. Now you're just here, lying on the examination table with your fingers tapping on your own arm. It just so happened that even your phone had died, so now you have nothing but your own rambling thoughts to fill the time. 

However, you will admit that it is nice to have a break from the Oha Asa radio station blaring from Midorima's office at home.

You loved that man and all his quirks, but sometimes, they did get bothersome if you were already on your last nerve. 

Abprutly, there was a knock at the door that spurred you to fling up and fix your sitting position. Your doctor came in with a smile, though you couldn't hide your surprise when she was followed in by your husband. 

"Shintarou?" You called and rubbed at your arms anxiously. "Is everything okay?" 

The basil-headed man attempted to speak, yet he tripped over his words, which compelled the blush on his face to grow in hue. 

Your doctor sighed and pushed him aside as she met your gaze. "Great news! You're pregnant, Midorima-san!" 

With your mouth falling agape, you thrust your head forward as your heart skipped a beat. "You have to be joking with me. What's really wrong?"

The two doctors gave each other a side-eyed look before glancing back at you. "We are serious, (Y/n)." Your husband stated. "Your bloodwork proves that you are p-pregnant." He tripped over his words with the ruddiness on his cheeks darkening. 

"Oh." You muttered, slouching in your seat with your gaze dropping to the ground. "Oh." Once your brain started working, you pointed an accusing finger at the emerald-eyed man. "This is all your fault, ya' damn green bean!" 

"(Y/n), please, not here." Midorima pleaded with his hands raised. 

You could only 'hmph' to yourself while crossing your arms beneath your bust. "Now I have to be disabled for nine months. I won't be able to bend over or even tie my own shoes. And I'm going to get so fat." 

The doctor laughed while she wrote something on a piece of paper. "It gets easier with time. I'll leave you two alone for now, but I'll give you this paper with your prescription and appointment date." She handed it over and congratulated you both once more before leaving the room. 

Midorima cleared his throat as you stared at him with a brow raised. Your finger was tapping impassionately as your legs swung. "I-I'll call Takao to take you home." He murmured without meeting your gaze. 

You hummed in response, glaring right at his head. He appeared to have more he wanted to say yet struggled to relay them. Instead of wasting both of your time, he turned around and grasped the handle yet stalled like a statue.

Slowly, he turned back to face you and bit into his bottom lip. "I...I am delighted that we get to grow our family." Your glare fell in an instant at his words. "There's no one I'd rather be married to or have be the mother to my child." 

At that moment, your annoyance had dispersed with the realization that you would really be growing your soulmate's baby within you. A child shared between your love will be here in nine months and will be loved wholeheartedly by their father. 

Midorima has a lot of love to give, and you can be sure that your child will only know what a loving household is like. 

"Sweet talker." You jib and release your crossed arms to help push yourself off the examination table. "I know you'll be a great father." Your hands found his waist as you leaned up on your toes to kiss him on the lips. "We can talk more about this later. 

Even his nose looked bright pink as he shifted his gaze away bashfully. "Please do not tease me at work." 

"Don't test me."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

✦ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ᴏʙʟɪɢᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ʙᴄ ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴜʟꜰɪʟʟ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ʀᴇᴇᴇᴇᴇᴇᴇ ✦ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴠᴏᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʏ! ✦8,042 ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

↳𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐍𝐁 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 signing out

See ya later, 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐬!

[laika6007]

City of Stars

a/n: ignore grammatical errors, pictures used are not mine. credits to the rightful owners on pinterest.

All rights reserved © 2025 laika6007. Do not copy, repost, translate, or modify my works on any platform.

Story is heavily based on the movie La la land. This is Part 1 of the series. I’m not sure how many more parts there will be—probably around 4 or 5. content warning-: Nanami x reader, fluff, and yeah that's it, be sure to let me know if there's any other warnings I should put.

Spring

It was neither sunny nor cloudy just a normal day when I met him. He always ordered the same thing- a sandwich that consisted of tomatoes, pickled onions, two slices of ham and cheese.

"your card got declined"

"what! try again"

"still declined"

"can you try again?"

"nope" the cashier handed me the card back.

"is there any other payment mode you can pay with?"

"i guess..... i don't know-"

"hey! move it we're waiting here for the past ten minutes now. Either pay lady, or go home" the man who was standing in the line behind me yelled, must've been around mid forties or so. Everyone in the line looked annoyed. I stepped out of the line and apologized while rummaging through my purse to find some cash.

" your payment is done"

"w- what" i looked up and saw the cashier smiling.

"that man in the suit paid for you" he said while pointing towards the door, where the supposed to be 'man' was leaving.

"i- oh! thanks" i grabbed the paper bag and ran after him.

"excuse me!!" i yelled and sprinted towards him while huffing out all the air from my lungs, with my hands on my knees.

"I'm really sorry you had to pay, you didn’t have to. Let me treat you a meal sometime, yeah?"

he didn't say anything just watched me regain my breath as I stood up. He shook his head and declined politely, and continued walking.

"huh?!"

───♡───♡───♡───

after some days I saw the same man, now struggling for his payment as I heard the annoyance of the people standing in the line. I stood out of the line walked towards the cashier and paid for his stuff and mine.

"you don't have to pay me back" i said as i stood back at the line.

"thank you very much, but i can't let that slide" he stated now standing across me. I let the people in front of me go ahead and moved out from the line.

"you know when i did the same, you refused and just walked away; You expect me now to not do the same", i replied playfully.

"no but seriously you don't have to pay me back, consider it as a pay back for your help last time".

"well would it mind if we grabbed a coffee together,not in terms of paying debt to each other, but just as acquaintances or people who want to get to know each other, mutually."

"sure".

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[laika6007]

would i still be your lover?

"do you think..... well..."

"what is it?"

"we'll be together in every life?"

I asked, laying on the couch. Legs on his lap, watching him solve the sudoku in his newspaper, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as he would take a sip of his coffee, placing it back in the cup holder of the sofa every now and then.

he didn't respond and continued filling the grids.

I knew he heard me. and he knows it too.

"hmmm......."

I waited.

he filled the boxes of the last word, kept the newspaper aside on the coffee table, and stared at me. I couldn't decipher what he felt behind his eyes.

A shriek left from my vocal chords as he grabbed my ankle and pulled it towards him. He leaned closed, holding my face in his hands. our faces were a mere centimeters apart. I could feel his breath.

"yes. and if that doesn't happen, I'll make it happen in each and every life time that's ahead of us. I'll be with you even if we're sea horses in the oceans, or ladybugs in a garden. I'll find you."

Haikyuu: Keiji Akaashi, Hajime Iwaizumi, Suna Rintarou, Miya Osamu, Kuroo Tetsuro, Kei Tsukishima, Toru Oikawa, Kenjiro Shirabu, Kenji Futakuchi, Akira Kunimi. (and any of your faves)

a/n: ignore grammatical errors. divider: by @fairytopea banner credits to rightful pinterest owners

[laika6007]

Rest

tw: multiple characters x reader, reader pov, exhausted, (if you guys find more please tell).

┊⠀⠀┊⠀❀⠀⠀┊⠀┊⠀ ⠀⠀ ┊⠀⠀┊⠀┊⠀✿

Exhaustion filled my body from head to toe. My eyelids felt heavy 'Maybe I'll just close my eyes for a few moments, that wouldn't mind, I can get back to studying after some minutes.' My head bobbed waking me up. Placing the scattered pens and highlighters, assignments which i worked my butt off, aside. I tried shifting my posture to lay down on the desk and rest when I felt fingertips massage my scalp.

"you know you can sleep on my shoulder right?"

I looked up from the desk to give him a side glance. He had his eyes glued on the laptop screen.

"don't want to disturb" I replied shortly in a muffled voice while laying my head back on the desk.

The voice of my chair screeching against the floor filled my ears. Hands slid between my forehead and the cold metal of the desk and placed my head towards his shoulders. I readjusted to the new position.

"wake me up after 15 minutes." I said while nuzzling my head further onto his shoulders. And dozed off.

"I'll wake you up when I know you've rested well".

"rest well". I felt a chaste kiss on my forehead.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Haikyuu: Shinsuke Kita, Keiji Akaashi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Daichi Sawamura, Asahi Azumane, Hajime Iwaizumi, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Chikara Ennoshita, Suna Rintarou.

JJK: Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Toge Inumaki, Yuta Okkotsu, Megumi Fushiguro, Noritoshi Kamo, Mechamaru.

Tokyo Rev: Takashi Mitsuya, Chifuyu Matsuno, Seishu Inui, Hajime Kokonoi, Hanemiya Kazutora, Izana Kurokawa, Atsushi Sendo, Angry, Haitani Rindou, Kakucho, Shinichiro Sano.

(and any of your favourite characters)

a/n : please ignore the grammatical errors :)

[laika6007]

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳 and yet I have still 4 posts uploaded under me lol

[laika6007]

For my disabled selfshippers, whether that be mentally or physically, your f/o loves you.

Even on your bad days.

Even when you're in so much pain all you want to do is scream and cry.

Even when you forget important things, or make mistakes.

Even when you keep them up all night with your night terrors, or wake them up to help you with your meds because you can't get it yourself.

Even when you can't get yourself out of bed and sleep for most of the day.

They love you when you talk too loud and when you can't talk at all.

They love you when you infodump about random things they don't have a clue about.

They love you when you're stimming really badly, or screaming uncontrollably, and when you're trashing around from a seizure or meltdown.

They love you, even when you hate yourself. Even when you can't see why they love you, they still do.

You don't have to be perfect for them to love you, you don't have to be good, you don't even have to be okay!

They don't love you only for your good days, they love you for you. And you is messy, you is weak, you is scared, and you is angry, and they love that about you!

You're not their burden.

You're not someone they're forced to babysit.

You're not a headache.

You're their heart.

You're who loves them the most.

You're the best thing that's ever happened to them.

You love them, even if no one else does, you love them. You see the good in them. You see them for what they are, and they aren't perfect.

The same fear that you have, that you're too much or too little for them? They have it too.

They worry they're not enough for you too.

But they believe in your love for them. They believe you when you tell them how much you love them. So please, for their sake, believe them when they tell you they love you, because even if they've never told the truth before, how much they love you could never be a lie.

[laika6007]

so this is love

I was walking down the street, returning home from work. It was calm- the leaves fallen on the ground in different shades of brown, orange and yellow, the ambrosial of sweet potatoes, cinnamon, pumpkins, cooked butternut squash and much more, telling that fall had arrived. A hand had made its way around my shoulder; I'd recognized the scent of cloves and vanilla from the perfume. I knew who it was and a smile had already formed on my lips.

"Good evening" said the voice as we continued walking. "evening; how was your day?" I asked while wrapping my hands around his. "Good to be frank never had a day off for myself, walked the dog and slept in the whole day" Fabio answered, we continued talking loving the presence of one another. The hair on my neck and arms rose up due to chilly breeze and the next thing I knew was being pulled in and hugged by Fabio, while my body was covered by his long coat.

"better?" "much better". We stood on the quite street as the classics of 1950's love songs started playing from one of the houses. "may I ?" Fabio asked while locking his eyes with mine that showed pure love, affection, they held trust and felt the same when we first met or when he was there by my side at my worst times saying that 'it was all going to be okay'.

I nodded smiling as he guided me in the middle of the street, it was late and there weren't vehicles on the road. I felt his hands on my waist while I wrapped mine around his neck. We moved our bodies serenely to the sound of music, staring into each others eyes with deep affection. Our lips were inches apart, Fabio closed the gap between us. His lips were perfectly synced with mine as if it were a red string of fate bringing two people deeply in love with one another back together. It felt warm, fuzzy, slow and ardent. They felt home and comfort. It was one of his ways to tell me that he was never going to let me go.

The calm music expressing true love, leaves falling on the ground, harvest of cranberries and two people madly in love in the middle of the street dancing and kissing. It felt like the time was moving slow. It was perfect.

a/n- please ignore the grammatical errors. Credits to google as well for help <3

[laika6007]

take care

“You okay?” I heard the concerned voice across the bedroom as I lay down on the bed staring at the ceiling. “I guess” I say shifting my eyes from the ceiling towards the concerned eyes of the figure sitting on the gaming chair. 

He had stopped playing the game. He motions his hands forward and pats his lap. I follow what he says and sit on his lap facing him and hugging by the crook of his neck. I nuzzle my face on his neck as he hugs and pats my back. “Rough day? he asked continuing his game, “mhmm” I answer closing my eyes, letting his scent fill my nostrils. 

“Would you like to talk about it?” he asked one hand rubbing my back and the other on the keyboard pressing buttons. I tell Noah everything that had happened during these past days. I felt better after telling him. “Damn, didn’t know I was in love with wonder woman. It must be hard for you, did you even think about yourself ?”

I replied him while nodding my head as a no. My eyelids were becoming heavy. “ well it’s now your time to get plenty amount of rest; since you’ll be here for some days I’ll take care of you and make sure you eat properly” he says while picking me up from the chair and walking towards the bed. “I’m not sick for you to take care of me” I replied as my voice became sleepy. “well you can’t argue with me love”. I felt the soft mattress touch my back and my body shifted into a comfortable position on the bed as he put the covers on top off me, joining me in bed. I shifted my body towards him. We both cuddled and fell asleep while listening to each others heart beat and breathings. 

a/n- please ignore the grammatical errors <3

[laika6007]

breathe

TW- contains sensitive topic like panic attack, if you feel uncomfortable while reading feel free to not read and check out my other posts <3

It must suck doesn’t it, when everything in your life is against you and your on the verge of giving up in life.

Tears streamed down my tear stained cheeks, eyes and nose puffy. I was seated on the bathroom tiles with my knees close to my chest. It got difficult to breathe every passing second. My hands trembled as I went to grab the phone lying next to me. The screen lit up and my fingers moved fast along the screen searching for his contact name. 

“Hello” I heard his voice from the other side of the call after few rings. “L-Liam I-I-I can’t breathe properly” my voice shaky as I started stuttering followed by heavy breaths and hiccups. “I’m coming home right now love. Be on the call with me ok. Now just as we practiced last time- inhale.�� My hands were shaking, legs fidgeting but I listened to Liam and held my breath. He heard me inhale as he was walking to his car, I suppose. “Good; now exhale.” I heard his engine start as I breathed out. His soothing voice filled my ears as it calmed me down slowly. 

“Now love can you repeat doing that for me? Focus on the little gaps between your heavy breaths it’ll help in reducing your hiccups and difficulty in breathing and don’t forget to close your eyes while doing that, ok.” “Ok” I replied to him focused on my breathing as he told me to do while closing my eyes. The sound of engine stopped and I heard the car door being shut. Liam was still on the call hearing my breathing, making sure I did the breathing exercise correctly and praised me for every breath I inhaled. 

I heard the front door open and soon did the bathroom door. Opening my eyes and looking up I met with his brown orbs. In no time I was picked up with his hands carrying me and supporting my legs and back as I cling on to him like a panda clinging on a zookeeper’s leg. My arms wrapped around his neck with puffy eyes and crying silently on his chest.

“You did so good sweetheart on controlling your panic attack while I wasn’t there with you” he said walking towards the bed. His scent filled my nostrils. He smelled like pumpkin and late autumn. He put me on the bed. “Did you drink water?” Liam asked and I turned my head indicating a ‘no’, with puffy eyes and red nose. He got me a glass of water. His eyes filled with love stared at my figure gulping water. Patting my back and keeping the glass on the nightstand he brought up the blankets on top of us and cuddling and telling me that I was safe now.

[laika6007]

movie

The chilly November evening was telling us that winter was soon, as we snuggled up in the blankets that were laid on the couch. The warmth of our bodies preventing us from feeling cold. Our eyes fixed on the movie that was playing on the screen, legs intertwined. My eyes becoming drowsy and heavy each passing second of the movie. Was I tired? All I did was babysit some kids for five hours. “You sleepy?” they asked while rubbing my thigh gently and glancing at me. “Huh; no I’m just a bit tired” “Just a bit?” he asked while his other hand went on back drawing shapes and patterns. “Yeah” I leaned into his touch. He hummed at my response and switched off the tv. By now my eyes were struggling to stay open. “Damn you are way too tired, did the kids drain out all your energy?” he asks staring at my sleeping figure all coiled and cuddled up against his body with admiration. “Well I planned this Friday movie night today you know but it seems that you’ve already been done for the day.” Ian mumbles while walking towards the bedroom with me on his back clinging onto him like a koala. “mhmm” is all I can reply back. He placed me on the bed gently and made sure I didn’t sleep in a weird way that may lead to body pain. He gets into the bed after switching off the lights and pulls the blanket on top of us. I feel the other side of the bed sink, I move from my place and wrap my arms around him with our legs intertwined. Snuggling my way in the crook of his neck his scent filled up my nose calming me down. Ian started massaging my head and my eyes could not stay awake, neither can he sleep due to my slow breathings on his neck. Our eyelids become heavy each passing second and we finally drift off into our dream land.

a/n- thanks to a friend of mine for editing <3