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i laughed for 15 minutes

solid

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Hello, I don’t know if your requests are still open since I saw that u already have a lot of them… If you want and will find a bit of time can you do: your child asking you how are babies made with Baji izana and ran? Thank you sm please don’t pressure yourself take your time <3

— when your child ask how babies are made!

ft. baji, izana, ran + rindou

tw. fem!reader, children, talks of babies, mentions of pregnancy, slightly suggestive, straight up fluff and domestic stuff

an. i rarely take sfw requests but sometimes i like being cute, i added rindou cause he’d make a cute dad <3

꒰ baji ꒱

“daddy?” your daughter asks, nestled between his legs while your husband brushes through her hair, soft curses leaving his lips when he gets the brush stuck in her hair.

“where do babies come from?” she questions, leaning her face up to narrowing her eyes at baji, he shrugs his shoulders “usually i start with getting between your mommy’s legs—” baji stops when you kick his back from the couch “keisuke! seriously?” you shout, anger flickering in your eyes.

“what? she wants to know!” he laughs, gathering your daughter's hair and happy with her long black strands combed perfectly on her back “she’s also five!” you huff, gripping the bridge of your nose in annoyance.

baji rolls his eyes scooping your daughter up and laying her in his lap, he smiles leaning down and rubbing his nose against her warm cheeks “why you wanna know so bad?” he whispers, she bites at her inner cheek—thinking really hard, “i want another sister—or brother!” she explains happily, flashing her canines with her self indulgent answer.

“is that right? well for that to happen you gotta give me and mommy alone time and not playin’ princess tea party every night till your bedtime” baji snickers, glancing up at you and reaching his hand out to rub at your knee.

“what do you say mommy? think we should do that right now—since whatever the princess wants, gets” baji’s voice grows deep and you can’t help but drop your eyes in a haze.

your daughter crawls out of his lap, climbing up on the couch and gripping your cheeks within her tiny hands “i’ll give you and daddy all the time you need” she whispers and baji stands to his feet, leaning over to press a kiss to your daughters head before bending over to your ear “even though no matter all the alone time i get with you will never be enough” baji breathes in your ear his husky voice coloring the shell.

your daughter sighs snuggling deeper in your chest as baji leans back up sending a wink to you before walking towards your bedroom and you’re already jumping to your feet and rushing your daughter to her bed.

꒰ izana ꒱

izana sits on the couch with his son and daughter on either side of his hip, they all mindlessly watch a color television show in a tranquil silence.

noises of food crackle and pop while you make dinner for them, izana leaning up to watch your curves move in sync before feeling his daughter tug at his arm, “daddy where do babies come from?” she questions, bright eyes glaring at him—izana bites his lip at the question, his son joining in the conversation “yeah daddy tell us!”

izana stutters and trips over his words, “they come from my tummy” you walk over handing them both plates of food and nodding your head towards the dinner table. both children's attention quickly pulled to food, running over to the table and already starting to stuff their faces.

you lay over on izana’s lap, his hands gripping at your thighs “is that where children come from?” he jokes, laying his head on your shoulder, “you should know where they come from, always saying you’re gonna give them to me” you whisper before pulling from his lap and walking over to the table.

izana cheeks grow warm, still sitting on the couch in a daze as he watches his family waiting for him to join them, trying to hold back tears from escaping his eyes at true happiness laid out right in front of him.

꒰ ran ꒱

“i love you” ran huffs in your neck, holding you closer in his arms, lips curling into a smile when he feels a tiny finger poking his ribs “what about me?” his daughter whines.

ran flips over in the bed, wrapping his arms around her in a vice grip “you know i love you too angel” he places a kiss on her cheek “i love you so much” he peppers her face with more kisses, soft giggles escaping her pouting lips.

“daddy, where do babies come from?” she questions and you bust out laughing when ran freezes, “babies?” like actual babies?” he hikes his eyebrow, sitting up in the bed and fully facing her.

“yes, mommy said to ask you” she looks up at ran, long blonde strands covering her eyes, blowing small huffs of hair out of her face, “why would your mommy ask that?” he questions, pulling the hair from her face.

“because she said she has a baby in her tummy and i wanna know how!” your daughter squeals, gripping at him when he whips his head around to look at you.

“a-are you pregnant?” he shakily asks, tears rimming his violet eyes, you smile back “i am.” ran tackles you into the bed, holding you tighter while tears flood his vision.

your daughter curiously topples over ran, climbing on his back and nestling her face on his cheek “why are you crying daddy?” she demands, pawing at the wetness running down his cheeks, “because i’m so happy” he chokes out, and your daughter long forgets where babies come from and the reason behind why her tough, terrifying dad is sobbing like an actual baby.

꒰ rindou ꒱

“i hear it” rindou shivers under the covers, gripping harder to your nightshirt, “hear what?” you question, scrolling mindlessly through your phone.

“that thing that lives with us—rent free i might add” rindou wraps his arms around you in a fake fear grip, nestling his cheek in the crevice of your neck. you look up from your phone to listen closely to the soft noises of feet padding towards your bedroom door.

“do you mean our child?” you deadpan, the footsteps cease right at your door, rindou huffs in your skin “oh god here it comes” he whispers.

your child barges through the door, soft strands of hair bounce with the rhythm of the stance “daddy, where do babies come from?” your son exclaims, crawling on the bed and making his way between your bodies.

he kicks rindou in the chest creating a spot beside his father, squinting his violet eyes in his direction “i don’t know, ask your mama” rindou laughs, pulling away from you to cradle his child.

the little boy snuggles into rindou’s chest, chubby fingers gripping at his toned chest as he tilts his head towards his father “but i want you to tell me” he pouts and rindou can’t—just can’t ignore that cute little face looking up at him, the innocent doe eyes mirror his, wondering in amazement.

rindou scoffs at how warm his heart is, chest radiating heat and crawling to the tips of his ears. “uh—w-when i love your mommy so much, so much she can’t stand it, a baby will pop right in her tummy” rindou mumbles, cheeks burning red when you giggle beside him.

your son laughs before wiggling out of rindou’s grasps and jumping off the bed, he spins around pointing both fingers in you and rindou directions “i’m leavin’ so you both can love each other and give me a brother!” he yells before running out the door.

rindou turns to you, bringing his hand behind your head and pulling you into a deep kiss “you heard the kid” he mumbles through the kiss, his other hand toying with your shirt.

oh sweet lord

im blushing so hard right now

btw you are the most gorgeous love. like for real im in love with you

— 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆. 💭

@notsocoolnana 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉…

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this is an incredible moment in history for real

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