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[aikosofficial21]

[theereina]

IG: jheneaiko

[obscu-rae]

[megaelod]

[onlyzakarismith]

[avampbite]

[ynnu-64]

Been thinking about her again lately…….(haven’t thought of her in like 7 years)

[tiana-martinez]

Cause I like to fvk when I’m drunk I like to suck when I’m drunk come on my baby what’s up 🎶

[bey0utifulsoul]

[eggtempest]

[aikosofficial21]

Style that speaks volumes. Introducing our latest tee-shirt collection – where comfort meets charisma.

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[soliqz]

[thegodhand7]

[cosycafune]

HOUSE HUSBAND!

'Satoru never thought he would take on the role as a house husband, but he found himself proud of the cookies he had baked for you and little Aiko. Jujutsu's second nature to Satoru, but being at home with you and his daughter's first.

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Satoru never thought he’d find comfort in becoming a house husband, but he found himself comfortable the moment he was placed in the role. Seeing you working, yearning for at least enough time to commodify Aiko with someone trusted, left him offering to temporarily look after Aiko longer than what he was used to.

Innately, Satoru’s always overseas — accustoming himself to the way of jujutsu. Yet, the moment he came home, watching a tired you place Aiko into bed, it caused him to develop a change of heart. A change of heart towards seeing you mentally struggle with having to deal with it all, along with the worries of Satoru potentially leaving you as a widow.

So, since Satoru’s good at mastering everything, he couldn’t help but stand within the kitchen. Within the kitchen with a cute apron on, bundling Aiko in his arms while he mixed up the ingredients for cookies and dinner. Just everything about the moment, particularly with him wearing a matching hat with Aiko, made his heart ache at the passed by memories.

His daughter continued to grow, but very few moments of her’s had skimmed by him.

“Pwpa!” Aiko gleefully announces, splattering flour on Satoru’s nose with irreplaceable happiness.

“My little flower,” Satoru musters out, splashing flour upon Aiko — brightening the whites of her curls.

“Mama would be so proud right now,” Muttering, Satoru silently ponders on his statement — intaking Aiko mindlessly babbling.

“Mwma!” Ecstatic, Aiko’s eyes contort to a heavily tired you — making your way into the kitchen within the blessed morning.

“Look at you two, cutie pies!” Slightly jogging, you fill the ample kitchen with your cherished warmth.

“I’m waiting,” Satoru falsely grumbles, his cheeks dampened with crimson when you applied a heavy kiss upon his floured lips.

“‘So greedy,” Smitten, you chuckle — merrily being suffocated by so, so, so many face kisses coming from Satoru and Aiko.

“I think I’ll stay home more often,” Cooing, Satoru attacks you with further kisses. His cerulean eyes beam, filled with starriness at your floured, dazed expression.

Floured, moments like this made him truly cherish you and Aiko’s presence — making him truly take on the role of a sufficient house husband.

After all, he now did the cooking, cleaning, teaching and more with you occasionally working.

do not copy, translate or relocate my work on any other platforms. all work is written by me: cosycafune. 2024.

[hothotmiso]

[canmking]

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