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# how he comforts his daughter !

✫ ft. dad! oikawa, atsumu, sakusa, akaashi, iwaizumi

✫ warnings: a lil angst but v fluffy at the end!!

✫ a/n: i have a soft spot for the boys w little girls :( this is also dedicated to @atsumiye for obvious reasons.

✫ OIKAWA comes home to his daughter in tears. through her sniffles, he learns that boys at school were mocking her because they found out that she had a crush on someone in her class. and as she tucked her entire body under her favorite lavender blankets, sobs shook through her body. tooru's heart shattered. there was nothing worse than hearing the sound of her crying. even when she was younger, just an infant, her tears pained him and made him feel helpless. "boys suck, you know?" he starts. he doesn't know if now's the time to joke around, but he hears a small puff leave her mouth. "princess?" he asks again. his hand reaches for her shaking body, hoping to provide some comfort, but her little voice stops him. "you don't suck. just them. they're mean." and with a soft smile, he nods his head. he stays with her, kissing her head atop the blanket until she's ready to come out. and when she does, he pulls her into a hug. if he knows anything about parenting, it's how to make his precious girl feel utterly safe and loved.

✫ ATSUMU feels his heart drop as his daughter tells him that she felt lonely at school today, that no one wanted to play with her during recess. he knows that feeling all too well. he picks her up, tossing her into the air as little giggles leave her mouth. he knows that she tries so hard to put on a tough face even when she's upset, but he sees the sadness in her eyes. "how about we go to uncle samu's so you can play with your cousins? they always wanna play with you, don't they, angel?" to this, she nods excitedly. her cousins are younger than her and always follow her around, making her feel important and loved. atsumu knows that he'd do anything to put a smile on her face, even if it means going to samu's and hearing him yap about how his twins are already drawn to volleyball at such a young age. and even though his daughter isn't into his favorite things, atsumu is positive that his girl will grow up to be the most passionate and caring person out there. why? because she's just like her dad.

✫ SAKUSA can't believe what he's hearing when his little girl tells him kids at school were making fun of her curly hair. the hair that he puts so much effort into styling every morning, adding bows and clips to her satisfaction. "your hair is beautiful, angel. it looks just like mine. don't you like mine?" he asks her. maybe she'll feel better if she doesn't feel so different than everyone else. "yeah," she nods, rubbing at her teary eyes. "then you should like yours, too." honestly, sometimes sakusa thinks he's too blunt with her, but his lack of words are replaced with loving actions. that night, after her hair is freshly washed, he takes the time to comb through her hair and define each curl, twirling it around his finger. he puts her hair into two braids, just how she likes, and tells her that she should never feel as if she isn't beautiful. and he knows that she's too young to know about self-confidence, so he presses kiss after kiss to her cheeks until the two of them are looking at each other with gentle, knowing smiles.

✫ AKAASHI worries when he picks his daughter up from school just to find her walking towards him with a little limp. three hello kitty band-aids cover her leg (which he knows she picked out. hello kitty is her current obsession). "what happened, love?" he asks, trying not to let the panic reach his voice. opening up his arms for her, he lifts her off the ground so she doesn't have to walk on her injured leg. "don't be mad, daddy, i just wanted to jump off the swings like the other kids," she says, voice quiet. he nods, patting her back. when they get home, he sits her down on her bed to take care of her wounds. keiji replaces her old band-aids with new ones after wiping down the scratches left by the pavement, rubbing her back as sniffles continue to leave her. she feels sorry for disappointing her dad. why isn't he yelling at her? why isn't he telling her that she shouldn't do things like that? "it's okay, my love. you're okay," he tells her. there's a little smile on his face, but she knows he's upset. "i'm sorry," she apologizes. keiji simply shushes her with a little shake of his head and kisses her band-aids like he used to do for her when she was younger. "just be more careful, okay?" she nods and wraps her arms around his neck to pull him into a tight hug.

✫ IWAIZUMI feels his anger rise when his daughter tells him that her friends didn't share the class toys during play time. "i'll buy you some," he tells her right away, even though he knows that it won't fix the problem. and although a smile spreads on her face, hajime doesn't like the idea of his daughter not being able to play with the toys with everyone else. "man, they need to teach those kids some manners," he grumbles, patting her head as she nods along to his words. after dinner, hajime sits down with her on the carpeted floor of their living room. her toys are thrown across the floor and her laughter fills his ears. they spend hours creating an intricate storyline, using fun voices, and fueling her imagination. hajime feels warmth in his chest when she tells him that she likes playing with him more than with her classmates. and although he feels happy that he could make her smile and laugh, nothing stops him from going to her teacher the next day to explain the situation (oh-so kindly) to her.