Mattsun: What Does A Skeleton Call His Closest Homie

Mattsun: what does a skeleton call his closest homie

Makki: his vertebruh

Mattsun: is that because homies always have eachother's backs

Makki: this is why I love you

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Rintaro watches Kaiya, and nine times out of ten, he's the most through, loving husband and father you could ever ask for. He’s mindful of what he’s doing with his daughter, but still leaves her a small amount of independence that lets her little six year old mind thrive.

But one out of ten, he crumbles. This time, is the one.

Rintaro’s finally splurged money on this game to play with osamu and akagi, and both of them are finally on, so he happily sets up Kaiya next to him while he plays, giving her coloring books and toys to make do with quietly.

When she gets bored with that, she curls up on Rintaro’s lap, tiny hands playing with his hair and hitting him with pillows.

Then, finally, after too much normal… she speaks.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, angelface?"

"Wanna be like you," she says, climbing off the couch and rocking back and forth on her heels. “Wanna look like you daddy…” Rintaro flashes a smile and turns to her, pausing the game and turning to her, leaning forwards to kiss her tiny nose akin to yours.

“Kaiya, you can be anything you want to be,” he says, reaching out to ruffle her hair. “Mommy and the twins are gonna be home soon, so let’s surprise her, okay?”

“Okay daddy!” She squeals excitedly, her feet toddling back down the hall to the playroom. Rintaro chuckles and shakes his head as he unpauses his game, shooting the enemies and doing a terrible job of censoring when he loses.

He barely processes when you get home, only snapping him out of his zone when you kiss his head and he jumps a foot in the air.

“Hey momma,” he says, pausing his game and stretching. “How was the pediatrician?”

“Look dadda!” Sachiko says, showing him her arm which is covered by a my little pony bandaid.

Rintaro blows his eyes wide, “woah! My brave girl!” He reaches up to pinch her cheek playfully, which she giggles from. “How about you Sachie, you got one?”

“Ripped it off in the car,” you chuckle. “Where’s our other terrors?”

“Akito’s playing his games and Kaiya’s playing dress up,” he answers, flashing you a smile. “She wants to be like me.”

Your brows raise playfully, “oh she does, does she? Wants to be a pain in mommy’s butt?”

“Always,” he says, grinning.

You jostle the twins, “come on, let’s go check on sissy!”

“Otay mumma!”

“Yayyyy!”

Rintaro watches as you walk away with the tiny humans, shaking his head and turning back to his game with a smile, satisfied in his fatherly duties and he can’t wait to take pictures with his little mini-me, dressed in his clothes and-

“KAIYAAAA NAAAAAOOOO!”

You scream. Rin’s heart stops.

Immediately, your shriek rocks the house, making Rintaro absolutely leap off the couch, not even bothering to pause his game and making a dash up the stairs to meet you.

He sees the bathroom door open, his tiny twins watching in awe on the floor now while your hands cover your mouth in horror, and akito laughing into his fist having also been roused from his video games. At least he found this amusing.

When Rintaro pokes his head around the corner to see the action, his jaw slacks as his beautiful six year old, his tiny little mini-me and smart little stink-

Has officially cut her hair.

Short.

Just like his.

“Kaiya!” He begins, more in shock than a scold, “what did you do!”

“Wanna look like you daddy!” She cheers happily.

“THATS NOT WHAT I THOUGHT YOU MEANT!”

The two twins waddle into the room to play with the fallen hair from Kaiya’s head, gathering wads of it and trying to pass it to you.

Akito lays a hand on your shoulder, “Ma? You okay?”

Rintaro rubs a hand along your back, “babe…?”

“I leave you… with her… for FIVE. MINUTES!” You scream, and thankfully, it’s met with laughter from the three littlest children in the room. “What-! I don’t even-! When did-! RINTARO-“

“Hey hey, it’s alright!” He says easily, pulling you in for a hug, “it’s just hair baby, it’ll grow back!”

“SHE COULDVE GOTTEN HURT!”

“But she didn’t-“

“Don’t even start defending, Rintaro,” you snarl, and with fury you walk over to Kaiya and scoop her into your arms to inspect her.

Akito claps a hand on Rintaro’s back with a fresh, “good luck,” before turning on his heel to leave the bathroom and let his father be scolded. Rintaro sighs and moves to pick up the twins in his arms, watching you like a scolded child as you check her for injuries.

“I really didn’t know,” he says softly, planting a kiss to Sachie’s hair. “I just thought… she’d play dress up or something. Wear my jersey or something.”

You sigh and fist your hands tightly, “it’s got nothing to do with the actual hair cut, Rin,” you explain. “And you know I don’t care about leaving her for a bit to play video games. But she could’ve gotten so hurt! Where’d she even get scissors!”

Your teeth are gritted together roughly, so tight he wanted to massage your jaw to make it better.

But he’s positive if he touched you, you’d bite him.

“We were doing arts and crafts,” he answers quietly.

You take a deep inhale in through your nose, then slowly release it from your mouth, “come on Kaiya. Show mommy your crafts.” You bounce her slightly with a smile, “daddy’s gotta go stand in time out until he’s 40!”

She giggles while you two leave, leaving him with the twins playing with the collar of his shirt.

“Mumma mad?” Sachie asks.

“Oh yeah,” he chuckles.

“Dadda bad?” Sachiko asks.

Once again, he chuckles and plants a kiss to their heads, making them giggle and plop wet kisses on his cheeks, “ohhh yeah…

“He sure is, girls.”

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“How did you come to fall in love with Katsuki Bakugou?”

"I don't know, it just…happened.” 

That’s the thing right? People will ask you “what made you fall in love with him?” Or “why do you love him?” 

You always have trouble with it. Usually You default to “Because he’s intelligent, driven and hardworking.” 

But… it’s not that is it? It’s not one specific thing and it’s not all the things.

It’s just a feeling. It’s something that’s meant to happen. It’s something that can’t be stopped or ignored. 

It’s a tickle in the brain that makes you giggle and fizzle into a warmth that never stops just from looking at his name on a sheet of paper. 

It’s just like…you see him and your brain decides “that one right there? I don’t mind him.”  Or “I wanna see more of that one.” And why is that? 

Who knows?

It isn’t love at first sight. It’s silent glances around the room, taking in your surroundings and scoping out places you can sit and be yourself when you have free time and your eyes falling on him doing whatever. 

It’s like a tiny little itch in the back of your mind when you look at him for one second longer than usual and think “I wonder what’s his deal.” And then promptly never paying attention to him again. 

It’s listening to everyone else in the room and trying to fade into the background and observe everyone and when the time comes to observe him, it’s another tiny pull of string that unravels a bunch of questions you have about him. 

Yeah there are a few moments where he’s unbearable and unpleasant. And other moments where he shows he cares about his teammates and others in his weird little tender Katsuki way. 

But falling for him is something so very simple and natural. It’s a pleasant little “Oh… I get it now. I enjoy him.” 

And that enjoyment grows until it’s adoration. And suddenly it just seems so right to feel, hell anything for him. Love, hate, contempt, jealousy, admiration, all of it. Doesn’t matter what it is, just that you are feeling it for him.

So really it’s not a “what made you fall for him?” thing. Because there wasn’t just one thing that made you fall for him. 

It was him in his entirety. It was natural, like breathing or blinking. Loving Katsuki Bakugou is now just second nature. 

*watching a nature documentary*

Narrator: virtually nothing can survive in this environment

Noya, extremely defensive for no reason: I bet I could

Bokuto: Here's a fun Christmas idea! We hang a mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you've to FIGHT whoever is under it.

Sakusa: Bokuto no.

Hinata: Mistlefoe.

Sakusa: Stop encouraging him.

Atsumu: If you fuck the person under it then it's mistlehoe-

Sakusa: MIYA ATSUMU.

Meian: Ah yes. A normal Christmas evening.