Uhm...I almost cried while drawing that picture. I needed more father-Tomura in my life and I didn't know it until now. :(
"Daddy look! I made a flower!" Your five year old boy ran out into the meeting room, you following behind and quiety trying to pull him away. "Hiroki shhhh! Come here, Daddy is trying to work!" Tomura looked down and picked up the child, watching as you huffed in defeat. The child pulled at his hair with q whine, trying to get his attention. "Let me see..."
The young boy opened his palm to reveal a small flower growing from his skin. "Interesting...you've gotten stronger since you did this last week. It has petals now. Mommy must be doing a good job at teaching you." You huffed and smiled, the small boy bouncing in his arms and reaching for you. You took Hiroki as he hugged you tightly.
You gave Tomura a weak smile, your eyes growing bags under them as time passed. You turned to walk back to the room without another word, ignoring Tomura's faint whisper of your name and leaving him in silence.
Latley your relationship had become strained due to Tomura's work and the fact that you were a full time mom. You never rested, and barley ever slept with Tomura considering his work was mostly during the night. You gave your son an exausted smile as you sat with him to read, listening as he read you the story and occasionally asked you questions.
"Mommy are you okay?" Hiroki touched your face and gave you a curious look. "I'm fine baby, it's almost bedtime so just keep reading." You stroked his hair and kissed the top of his head, hearing him slowly fall asleep after a few minutes. Groaning, you stood up with him in your arms, carrying him to his bed and tucking him in.
You slowly walked back to your room, stripping out of your clothes and collapsing on the mattress. A headache pulsed through your skull, making you grimace in pain. "(Y/n). My love...you look exhausted." You turned your head to look at your husband, who stood at the side of the bed looking down at you.
"Tomura...don't you have a meeting-thingy?" You waved your hand in the air sloppily, looking toward him. He took off his shirt and pants, joining you in the bed for the first time in months. You moved toward him, feeling his cold fingers trace your arm. "I ended it early. I want to see my wife."
You softly smiled, nuzzling into him. "I missed you...I feel like I never see you anymore." He kissed your forehead, lips slowly healing after years of picking and prodding at them. "I'm sorry my dear (Y/n). After we took over most of Japan and All for One left, things got more chaotic then expected. I am doing everything I can to keep you and Hiroki safe."
"But I need you beside me. I know I'm being selfish but it has been a year since all of that and it seems to just get worse." Feeling your soft breath against his chest, he shuddered, fingers lightly scratching your back as he kissed the top of your head. "I'll arrange time for us. But for now, get some sleep...you need it."
He heard your snore instantly grace his ears, a small smile coming to his lips. For five years you had been together and in those five years you had gotten married, had your beautiful baby boy, and Tomura had taken over Japan, the villians out numbering the heros largely.
Japan was pretty much a kingdom now (it wasn't but thats how you explained it to your five year old). The old League of Villians were considered 'knights', Tomura was the king, and you were his queen. After the incident of your breakout in the prison, you had gotten more accustomed witnessing and even serving death to the necessary people here and there.
Tomura moved downward, his lips placing soft kisses on your face as you slept. "What would I do without you?" He mumbled into your skin, feeling the warmth he missed so much come from you. Pulling you closer, he rested his forehead against yours and closed his eyes, falling asleep against you.
Your eyes fluttered awake, and your fingers touched the empty sheets next to you as you sighed. "Work...always work." You grumbled, suprised your son hadn't woken you up yet. Taking the rare opportunity, you got ready and dressed before walking out the door and heading to the kitchen.
You heard Hiroki laugh as you turned the corner, seeing him and his father sitting on the floor taking turns using their quirks. Tomura would destory something, reducing it to ash as the little boy touched it again and turned it back to the way it was. While Tomura's quirk was decay, Hiroki's power was the exact opposite....Creation.
He could make life, grow flowers in the palms of his hands and restore things back to the way they were. "Hiroki, don't strain yourself. If you can't do it, don't. There is plenty of time for you to learn." Tomura spoke to his son who was struggling to to-recreate a ball. "But I brought a bug back to life! Why can't I do a ball!" He huffed with a pout.
Tomura lifted his chin up so he could look in his eyes, "Don't be frustrated. You may need to save your strength for something later." You smiled watching them interact, Hiroki gasping as he noticed your presence. "Mama! Daddy said that Uncle Kuro is gonna take me for the weekend!"
You raised your eyebrows and looked at Tomura who sent you a smirk, "Oh are you now?" Hiroki nodded with exictement, almost falling over as he stood, barreling toward you. You gave him a hug as he slammed his body onto yours, "Did you have sugar? You are very energized..." Nodding quickly, your son shot you a gleaming smile and pointed back to his father who was now approaching you both.
"Daddy made me pancakes with chocolate chips! He promised to make me more tomorrow because they were soooooo good and they were like this big!" He formed an over exaggerated circle with his arms making you smile. "That's a lot of pancakes...where did it all go?"
"I ate it!" He said proudly, you gasping in return. "You?! No, you're too tiny to eat that much!" Tomura chuckled as you and the small boy bickered back and fourth. "Guess who's here!?" A female voice boomed as the front door slammed open. Hiroki gasped and ran to Toga, latching onto her leg. "God-momma Toga and Uncle Jin!"
Your little boy became absorbed in the pair, Tomura taking your knuckles in his hands and kissing them gently. "You look well rested....you're radiant." You blushed, placing a quick kiss on his lips and tucking his hair behind his ear. His face was healing, scars some what visible from the picking he had done years prior, but his skin was much softer.
"Thank you for taking him this morning. I enjoyed my sleep." He chuckled, holding your waist as he kissed your cheek, "I missed him and I wanted you to rest...two birds with one stone." You patted his chest, walking to the fridge and grabbing something to eat, Tomura sitting on a bar stool at the island across from you.
"So what's on your agenda today? Since we will have the whole weekend together I am assuming that I won't see you much today." You sat your bowl of cereal on the counter, leaning forward a bit as you waited for his reply. "Actually, even though it is still work, it is work that you must be present for my love."
You swallowed your bite of cereal and pointed the spoon at yourself, "Me? I don't know what I can do to influence anything but okay I guess." You shrugged taking another bite and watching as Tomura stood up and approached you, holding your waist from behind.
He placed a kiss on the shell of your ear, "You have complete influence over everything. If you wanted me to burn this place down I would and they all know that. Which is why I need you there." He kissed the tender skin, loving how your body pressed up against his perfectly. "Then I'll be there."
And you were.
Tomura held your hand has you both walked into the large meeting room that Hiroki had so proudly barged into yesterday. There were around 20 people standing behind their chairs waiting for you both to take your seats. At the head of the table, you were both sat next to eachother, chairs slightly bigger then the rest.
The rest of the people took their seats. The former 'League' was closest to you, and then the rest of the high crime bosses who ruled their certian areas of Japan as well. Suprisingly, people still lived in Japan. Tomura made sure it was kept orderly and that havoc didn't run wild because he wanted it safe for you and Hiroki. Needless to say, some villians were not happy.
"Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen. Today, as you should all know, I need your reports on your sectors." They all nodded, you sitting in a tense silence as they all moved about, getting papers in order. Even though they all had their separate land, Tomura pretty much ruled them all.
A gentle hand was placed on your thigh and your eyes turned to meet the ruby ones you loved so much. "I know you usually don't get involved, but if anything displeases you, please speak up my love." Your hand held his as it rested on your thigh, the meeting dragging on for what seemed like hours.
You stayed silent, giving your input here and there until a certian conversation made your heart twist. "Shigaraki, we need to teach these children to be villians! We may have a rebellion on our hands if we don't-.."
"No." You stated lowly, sending the man a glance. "If I may ask Mrs. Shigaraki,...why not?" His voice sounded condescending, something you did not appriciate. "Because, as a mother to a five year old boy, I can't even fathom forcing him to chose to be apart of this. They are children, they can be taught why the hero's failed, but never forced to be us!"
For the first time in the meeting your hand left Tomura's, his eyes following every movement as you projected your complaints across the table. "(Y/n) makes a good point. If we rip their choice away there will be an even bigger cause for them to rise up against us." Kurogiri spoke, you sending him an appreciative nod in return.
The other man puffed air out his nose and slammed his fist on the table in anger, "So you think that letting them run wild is the best choice!?" You glared at him, sitting up more in your chair. "I'm trying to have a calm conversation and you are getting very angry....if you listened to what I said, I suggested that we teach them why the hero's failed...factually. So we aren't accused of feeding them lies."
His chair screeched as he stood up, Tomura following suit and putting an arm infront of you and your friends getting on defense. "You are what the problem is! You will ruin this society by trying to keep the peace!" He yelled. "Can you actually have a society if it is pure, undiluted chaos?...I think not." Was your cold reply.
"Shigaraki, if I may. Can I suggest we take a step back from the meeting for a few minutes?" Kurogiri asked, seeing the fire in Tomura's eyes as he stared down the man. "Yes. Five minutes and then we reconvene."
Everyone stood, your husband practially pulling you into the empty hallway and immediately kissing you. "(Y/n)....you're amazing." You giggled into the kiss, loving the way his lips moved agaisnt yours. You pulled away breathless as his eyes stared into yours. "Why? Because I'm not an idiot like some people?" Tomura ran his hands across your sides, resting his forehead on yours. "That's one reason."
You shook your head playfully and intertwined your fingers leading him back into the room. As you were about to take your seat, you heard frantic footsteps racing toward the hall. You turned around and your eyes widened, the man from earlier pulled up a gun, aiming it straight for you. "WE WILL NEVER BE AT OUR FULL POTENTIAL WITH YOU AROUND!" He screeched, pulling the trigger.
You didn't feel the pain, instead, you felt Tomura's body collapse onto yours as you both fell to the ground. He groaned as he held the wound, the other people on the room quickly catching the man as your consciousness came back to you.
You pulled Tomura onto your lap, the blood pouring from the wound at a quick rate. "Tomura?! Oh my god....no, no! Stay with me, you'll be okay..." His bloodied fingers reached up and touched your face. "(Y/n)...you're safe." Tears fell from your eyes as you nodded, doctors flooding the room and taking him from you quickly as the man struggled in the grasp of Dabi and Jin.
"(Y/n)...what do you want us to do with this motherfucker." Dabi seethed, kicking out his knees as he fell to the floor. You slowly stood up, Tomura's blood on your hands, arms, face, and even on your clothes. Your eyes were dark, it sent shivers down everyone's spine as you grabbed a curved knife from off a side table and slowly paced over to them. "Hold him."
They did as told and held his arms back as he sat on his knees looking up at you, before he could say anything, you stabbed him in the exact spot he had shot your husband, twisting the knife in deeper. He screamed in pain as you looked down on him with a blank expression. "Get the innocent people out of his part of Japan... but slaughter every single one of his men you see."
"His wife and children?" Toga asked, watching as you pointed the tip of the knife at his throat. "Keep them alive, but tell them what he did." He looked at you with pleading eyes as you jabbed the knife through his neck, pushing it deeper in with every second. He choked on his blood, you pulling out the knife as Dabi and Jin let him fall to the floor.
Dropping your weapon, you stepped over his body. "I'm taking a shower, Hiroki will not leave my side do you all understand?" With a quick 'yes mam' you turned and looked down as the body. "Clean his rings and any other jewelry...give them to his wife...cremate him and give she ashes to her as well. Her husband is dead, the least I can do is let her chose what to do with the remains."
With that, you walked to your room stepping in the shower and taking in a deep breath, a wail of pain screeching from your throat. You leaned against the wall, watching the blood go down the drain as you cried, sobs echoing through the room. "Tomura....I can't do this with out you! I-I can't!" You dropped to the floor, water running over your face and hair as you curled into a ball. "It should have been me...I should have gone!"
His smile flashed before your eyes, your skin burning like he was there touching you once again. You scrambled out of the shower and threw up violently in the toilet, your nose running and sobs still prevailent as they echoed out of the porcelain bowl. You wiped your mouth and wrapped yourself in a towel, shakily standing up and turning off the water.
A small knock resounded on your door. "Mam?" It was a male doctors voice that came from outside the door. "Y-yes..." You weakly spoke, feeling more empty and lonley then you had in years. "Your husband is alive...but we don't know for how much longer."
"Will he survive?" You asked, your last bit of hope straining out. "There is only about a 5% chance he will live...I'm sorry." You heard him leave as your cries started once again. You needed to see him, even if he couldn't speak, you needed him to be near you. Exiting the bathroom and throwing on some clothes, a small knock was heard at your bedroom door before it opened.
"Mama....w-why were there a lot of people taking Daddy to the hospital really fast?" Your heart lodged in your throat as Hiroki's sniffles resounded through the room. Turning to face him, his eyes were just as puffy and red as yours and he looked pale as well. "Come here m-my angel..." You croaked out, heart breaking as he sobbed and ran to you, you holding him in your lap as you sat on the floor trying to keep your composure for your son.
"Is daddy okay? He looked pale and he didn't move when I said 'daddy'..." Your eyes welled with tears, seeing memories of you and him flash before your eyes. Hiroki looked like a spitting image of his father, which made the whole ordeal even worse. "Hiroki...a bad man hurt daddy really bad so he had to go lay down okay?" Your son looked up at you, his red eyes reminding you so much of his fathers, it was insane.
"Mommy, will daddy wake up? He promised to make me pancakes again so he has to!" You snapped, tears streaming from your eyes as you shook. Your son wasn't dumb, though he was only five, Tomura had taught him about death and how it works. Some natural, some not. Hiroki began to wail too, his small hands gripping onto your shirt as you rocked back and fourth.
"I wanna see daddy...momma I wanna see him!" You shook your head, "You can't sweetheart, daddy is in a special room right now where you can't go."
You knew Tomura was in the trauma sector of the hospital and as his mother, you felt that seeing his father in the current state would only make it worse. "B-but momma he promised! He said he-he would make me pancakes!...Daddy never broke a promise!" You stood up, bouncing Hiroki in your arms as you sucked in your tears. His own soaked your shoulder and you bit your lip, the memories of Tomura once again lingering all around you.
It seemed with every item there was a memory.
The bed where you both slept, talking the night away when you both couldn't sleep. The bathroom where you would moisturize his skin and brush his hair, as he would leave small kisses on your arms.
The more you traveled around the large house the worse it got.
The kitchen where you both burnt many experimental meals and where Tomura would sit for an hour and feed Hiroki as he solattered his food everywhere. The living room where you both would play with your son, watching him grow and his quirk develop. The empty space next to all the furniture made you freeze as you carried around your son, shushing him until he fell asleep.
It was here that he proposed to you, here that you both learned how to slow dance as gentle music played in the background. You could practically feel his arm wrapped around your waist as he pressed light kisses onto your hand.
"(Y/n)..." Kurogiri's voice spoke in the silence, you turning to see him standing there with a sad look in his eyes. "We can take care of the house until you feel up to it again. We know you need time with him...both of them." You sucked in a breath, holding the little boy closer to you as he napped in your arms. "Thank you Kuro."
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"Momma is daddy still hooked up to those machines?" Your son asked, looking into your puffy red eyes. He knew you were still grieving heavily when you weren't around, the smart man had told you one day that he may not live much longer.
He would be sad too, except he had a plan.
"Yes sweetheart. He is. But it's okay...I'll always be here for you my love." You tucked him into the bed and kissed his temple, whispering a soft goodnight before leaving the room. Hiroki, however, remained awake, staring at the ceiling until the house went silent about an hour later. He quietly left his bed, opening his door and stepping into the hall, hearing your sobs echo in your room.
He became even more determined and snuck out of the house to the small personal hospital that was attached to it. Using his small stature to his advantage, he ducked and dodged nurses and doctors until he finally made it to his fathers room. He pushed open the heavy door, quietly closing it behind him and looking at his dad.
He felt a strong urge to cry, as his hands shook. No wonder you kept him from seeing him. His father was pale, much more than before, and his body laid practically lifeless as he was hooked up to hundreds of machines that beeped and whirred softly.
His faint and scracthy breathing could be heard through the mask he was wearing. Hiroki wearily approached, climbing onto the chair that rested by the bed and then climbing next to his dad. Hiroki new that his father was close to death, Tomura's face was exactically how his dad taught him it would look like when someone was about to die.
Feeling small tears drip from his eyes, he removed the covers off his father and found the wound in his abdomen that was tightly wrapped and still bleeding. "You promised daddy..." He whispered, pulling away the bandages and looking at the wound that was slowly bleeding. Looking at his small hands then back down at his father, he pressed both his palms to the wound, flinching as some blood got on them.
"You have to come back you promised...mommy needs you daddy." He whispered, squeezing his eyes shut and focusing his power to his hands. He didn't know what he was doing, the most he had done was create a flower or bring a bug back...not heal a wound and bring a full human back to life.
He got frustrated, huffing and pulling his hands away as tears dripped from his eyes. His fathers words rang in his ears:
Don't be frustrated. You may need to save your strength for something later
Feeling pure anger and desperation course through him, he pushed his palms back to the wound and squeezed his eyes shut once more. His power coursed through him, a white substance coating his fathers wounds and slowly rebuilding any damaged organs and healing his wound. Hiroki grew tired, feeling drained, but he had to keep going or else he wouldn't heal fully.
After a few more minutes, the wound sealed, Hiroki collapsing next to his father on the bed as his eyes slowly fluttered shut.
You groggily sat up in your bed. It was 3am and you couldn't sleep, you hadn't been able to for two days. "Mam!" You heard a pounding on your door and you instantly shot up, heart racing as the thought of something happening to your son crossed your mind.
You ran to the door and a doctor stood there breathless. "What? Is my son okay!?" You panicked, he gave you a large smile, "Your son is fine. He is with your husband...who is awake." Your eyes widened as you bolted down the hall not caring as you slid into walls and shoved past people, making your way to the hospital.
"Where are they?" You panted, a nurse immediately leading you to a different room and opening the door. You collapsed to your knees and sobbed, in front of you was Tomura, wide awake and the color back on his skin as he played sticks on his fingers with Hiroki.
"Momma!" Hiroki shouted jumping off the hospital bed and running to you. "Daddy is back! He is back!" You held your son close to you and listened as a soft voice called your name. "(Y/n)..." You stood up, walking over to Tomura and holding him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder. "H-how...I don't understand...I thought I would never see you again." He left kisses all over your neck and cheek, happy to see that you still looked healthy even with him gone.
"We don't know either actually." The doctor said walking in the room and looking at his papers. "What?" Tomura asked, sending him a glance as you sat next to him on the bed feeling his arm wrap around your waist. "We have no idea how you healed. You were on the verge of death, but now the wound, and all scarring on your body has vanished."
You immediatley looked at his face, noticing his scars on his lips and eye were gone, as well as the copious ones on his skin. You all turned hearing your son giggle. "I know how!" He jumped up and down in his place, you all becoming extremely curious.
"Last night when momma put me to sleep, I didn't go to bed! I snuck in here and climbed up on the bed, like this!...." He grabbed a chair, everyone flinching at the screeching noise until it came to a hault. He climbed on the chair and then onto the bed. "Daddy was really gross. He looked like a zombie! I found where the bad man hurt daddy and put my hands on it like this!"
He pressed his palms on the area where Tomura had been shot, everyone staring wide eyed at him. "And then I got frustrated, but I remember daddy telling me to...to save my strength! So I did it again and tada! Dadddy healed!"
Everyone sat in silence, not believing what they had just heard. "My angel...did you really heal daddy?" You asked, touching his cheek with your hand. He nodded, "Yup!" Tomura pulled you both into him, eyes watering at the thought that both of these people, his wife and his son, have saved his life wether they knew it or not. "Never leave me...you two are the best things I could ever ask for."
You both snuggled into him, you pressing a light kiss on his cheek. "The thought has never crossed my mind."
Later that night after you put Hiroki to bed (which took hours because he was talking with his father), you both headed back to your room and as soon as you shut the door Tomura attacked your lips with his giving you a needy and desperate kiss. "I missed you my love...if that man had taken you away from me I would have slaughtered him." You whimpered under his touch, feeling his hands run under your shirt.
"I already killed him." You breathed, pulling away and seeing an upset expression cross his face. "Wha- are you pouting Tomura?!" You laughed, as he turned pink, fingers digging into your sides carefully. "I- No! I just wanted to kill him...he tried to kill my lovely wife...my treasure..." He tossed your shirt over your head, nipping at your shoulders and feeling your sides.
"Tomura...he literally almost killed you." You felt up his chest, his skin tingling now that his scars were gone. "Yes...and you know what being almost dead made me realize?" He asked biting down on your neck and then looking up at you through his blue hair. "What?" He smirked, taking off his shirt before placing a kiss on your lips once again and pulling you to press against him.
"That compared to all the times I have almost died before. I wasn't nearly as scared as when I thought I would never see you again..." You felt him suck in a breath and start to cry, holding you against him tightly. "I was so scared....for all my life I had wished for death, wasn't afraid of it because I knew it was bound to happen. But the moment they took me away I realized that-..." he choked on his words, falling to his knees as his arms wrapped around your legs. "-if you weren't with me it felt like I had died already....I was numb. The only thing that kept me alive was hearing your voice everyday when you came to see me."
You sat on the floor, holding him in your arms once again, "You could hear me? I thought I was talking to no one..." He shook his head on your shoulder, "No. I could hear all of it. You let me know how you were, what you and Hiroki did that day...whatever you told me I heard. It pained me to not respond...I-...I wanted so badly to look at you and see your smile that makes the whole world shine (Y/n)."
"Tomura, what did I do to deserve to have you? To have our son? After you saved my life from All for One by sacrificing yourself I didn't know what to do..." He sighed, petting your hair. "I hate to say it, but Dabi did a good job kidnaping you."
The small laugh you let out put a smile on his face, "If I remember correctly, you held a grudge against Dabi for two years after that. Just because you could." He rolled his eyes and groaned, pulling away from you and resting his hands on his knees, "I told you it was because he walked in on us when we were having sex." You raised a brow, "You didn't make him leave!"
"Because I was proving a point." You stared at him, "You could have done it with him NOT watching us have sex." You crossed your arms and sassed back. Tomura chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair, "The horrified look on his face was very satisfying." You blushed and stood up, "I'm getting in the shower...."
Tomura got up and followed you, watching as you turned on the water and looked back at him. "What? Do I really need to ask you to join me? You almost died and I want you with me as close as possible."
"Now you're just making excuses." He replied in a cocky manner, leaning against the doorframe and watching as you undressed. "I'm sorry, am I not allowed to want to be near my dashingly handsome husband?" You got in the shower listening to him huff and join you. His hands roamed up your sides, missing your soft skin against his fingers.
"I'm glad you took care of yourself while I was...out of commision. I was very worried you wouldn't take care of yourself." You rubbed shampoo in his hair, trying to wash out the oil that had built up over the three days. "I had to take care of Hiroki..." You murmured, his eyes growing full of concern. "If he wasn't here what would have happened?"
You stayed silent, turing away to wash your own hair. "(Y/n)...what would have happened?" He asked, grabbing your arm and turning you toward him. "I don't know." You replied honestly, sucking in a breath and shaking him off. "What do you mean you 'don't know'?!" He raised his voice, tears welling in your eyes.
"Don't raise your voice at me..." You spoke just above a whisper. Tomura took a moment, calming himself and trying not to think about your response as he saw how upset you had gotten. "I'm sorry my love...let me hold you." You slowly embraced him, the water rushing down over both of your, your hair washing out as you held eachother and being sure to avoid the soap as you relaxed in eachothers embrace.
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"I got ya!" Hiroki cheered, 'pinning' his father to the floor. "You got me, whatever am I to do?" He gave the boy a small smile as you sat on the couch and watched them with a grin. "Daddy! You have something in your teeth! Go aahhh!" The small boy opened his mouth and Tomura did the same. "Ahhh-" He said flatly, the small boy touching his teeth and getting a piece of food from between them.
"Got it! Momma look!" You chuckled with fake enthusiasm, "Wooooow, amazing sweetheart. I'm so proud." Tomura turned his head to look at you and then back at his son, "I think mommy can't see it, why don't you go wipe it on her?" Hiroki giggled, getting off of his father and running over to you, you making a grossed out noise as he wiped it on your pants.
"Hehe! I did it daddy!" He cheered, Tomura standing up and taking a seat next to you, slinging his arm around your shoulders.
It had been two weeks since Hiroki healed his father, and Tomura decided to take some time off, leaving buisness to Kurogiri (because he was the only one with enough brains to do anything). "Daddy I wanna fly!" Hiroki jumped on Tomura's lap, his elbow landing dangerously close to the no-no square whike Tomura flinched. "One lap and then Toga and Jin are taking you out for dinner."
The little boy cheered as his father stood up, bending over and allowing Hiroki to climb on his back. The boy was held up by his dad as he stuck his arms out like a plane, Tomura getting ready to run around the house.
"Mommy, prepare us for take off!" You shook your head and stood up standing in front of them. You put a hand over your mouth and impersonated a radio operator, "Ksshhk- We are preparing for take off of the Tomura-247, is the captian ready for take off?" Hiroki cheered and you nodded, "All right then! In three!..." You placed a kiss on Tomura's head, "Two!..." You gave your little boy a kiss, "One! Take off!" You moved out of the way, Tomura making noises like a plane as he disappeared around the corner.
"I'll be honest, I never expected to see him married and with a kid....or even smile for that matter." You turned to look at Jin and Toga, giving them a smile and a hug as a laugh escaped him. "He's an amazing father." You assured. Toga sent you a grin, "Only cause it's with you. It's hard to believe he still kills people and is a bad guy for a living when we watch him do this stuff."
Tomura came running around the corner, your son in a laughing fit as Tomura came to a hault, pretending to break down. He lowered the boy off his back, watching as he immediatley ran to Toga and Jin. "You ready little Hiro?" Toga used his ironic nickname and led him out of the house, Jin saying goodbye to you both before leaving.
"My back...I'm only 25, this shouldn't be happening." Tomura groaned, popping his back and then falling onto the couch. You smiled, walking over to him and sitting next to him, kissing his cheek and leaning your head against his shoulder. "I love you
(Y/n).... you make this garbage world such an amazing place." You smiled, tracing circles on his chest. "I love you too Tomura. You're such a good dad and an amazing husband."
"I never thought I would be good with kids honestly..."
You paused, "Well I'm glad you are...because I'm pregnant." He coughed loudly and looked back at you. "What?! Wait...really!?" You smiled and nodded, biting your lip as you watched him stand. "Another kid...I-I don't know what to say." He looked down at you, sensing your uncertainty. "What's wrong my love?" He asked, kneeling inbetween your legs and rubbing your thighs.
"I don't know...I guess that I just don't want to be left alone again. I mean, I'll have Hiroki to help me eventually, but I know you have a lot of work. Is it selfish to not want to be alone?" You asked, looking into his red eyes. He gave you a small smile and leaned forward, kissing your lips.
"I won't leave you alone again my love. I promise." You smiled and held his face in your hands. "Then I guess I have nothing to fear....As long as you are by my side."
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