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Shinsou Hitoshi: Relaxation

"Hitoshi, go to sleep," I cajoled to my husband as he worked diligently, but it is clear it didn't reach his ears. It had already been two in the morning and he is still stressing himself with work. I know that seems important, but his health is much more prioritized than that.

I yawned, rubbing my eyes, I had been wearing still my nightgown and woken up just to see him still working. I might threaten Aizawa if he continues to pressure my husband like this, but knowing my husband, well, he'll insist on helping as internship, whatever the work. 

It has been too cold, and the synchronizing volume of stupor of rain outside made it seemly tranquil. Sighing and finally abandoning the sleepiness creeping unto me, I trudged closer to him, upon reaching, I wrapped my arms around his shoulder. That had gotten his attention as he stiffened in my touch. "Come back to sleep."

I felt a hand on my arm as he sighed, "(Y/N), you know this is due tomorrow."

Putting my chin on his head, the messy truffles of his hair tickling my cheeks. Humming into the comfort, "You have no work tomorrow."

"Do I?"

"Yes, I called Aizawa and said you need to calm down, you've been putting yourself in too much stress. He agreed also."

He was silent for a while before he sighed in defeat, "Fine," finally putting his pen down from writing whatever it is. He slowly removed my arms from his shoulders only for him to face me finally.

I smiled, meeting his tired yet warm eyes in mine. "Have you finally given up?" I smirked in victory.

"Yeah, I think I am contented," he said with a smile, "But I am going to continue this tomorrow."

That being said, wiped the smile of my face, "I'll promise to help you in whatever that is, just think nothing about tomorrow and spend your time with us, alright?"

He contemplated about it for a few moments before he nodded, "Speaking of it, how is Hiroi?" he thought bitterly about the days he hasn't spent with his son because of work. Hiroi, a four year old, is yet to have his quirk, but he is already picking up his father's attitude despite his lavender hair.

"He has been missing you everyday." I started to move behind his back, putting my hands in his shoulders for a message, he relaxed in my touch and started to groan.

"God, I'm really sorry for not spending time to him." He wiped his face with his hand as if to wipe the tiredness.

"It's okay, Hitoshi. For a four year old like our son, he understands."

He nods in understatement. "Did he say anything else?"

Humming in thought, I tried to remember what Hiroi was babbling earlier, he did say something but I cannot point out what it is again. "Yes, but I can't remember, he said a lot of things."

"Oh, really?" Hitoshi raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips. That's the one thing I'd always remember in my younger days, his signature look of teasing. "Did you know now that he requested a baby brother to play with?"

Humming absentmindedly, "He did mention something like tha — wait, what?" the kneading of my hands in his shoulders stopped, as my face reddens.

He chuckled fondly, "Are you backing out on it?"

I shook my head dissently, "No, of course not. I'm just.. kinda, er, I was convinced that Hiroi alone is good enough. You never said you wanted children."

"Of course, I do want loads of them," he looked sideways to me. "Don't you?"

"Oh, er, yes, it would be lovely to have another one."

"What about another three?"

"Th-Three?"

"Let's start one now?"

Oh, freakin' God. I could feel my face heating up, yet again. It's not like I don't want any more children, but this is rather escalating quickly. That it made my heart pound in my chest, making me stutter for words also. "R-Right now?"

Hitoshi shifted on his seat to look at me, thanking the Gods in heavens his office is quite dark, he'd have seen the redness of my face, "Yes, what's rather the best stress-relieving than making love with my wife?" I would have slapped his arm for saying inappropriate things like that, but Hiroi is fast asleep in his room, so there's no child to listen to his words. "It is cold, why don't we share our body heat?"

"Hitoshi!"

"What? It's not like Hiroi could hear us."

"That's not it.."

"What about it?"

"Fine. But just this once," pursuing my lips to stop the excess of blood rush in my face. Although, I am now quite thankful that his mind is now occupied from work to me. I just gotta pay the upcoming consequences.

"You wont regret it." He grinned slyly. The cow that he is.