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It’s been a few months now, chuuya works mostly from home doing paperwork and occasional goes to meetings. Chuuya is fully recovered physically and working on getting his slim figure back, it’s taking longer than he likes but he doesn’t dwell on it too much, he has to focus on fumiya after all.
Fumiya is a sweet little thing, adorable, he loves to babble and is very attached to chuuya. It’s sweet, he laughs and giggles a lot, though he has a tendency to grab chuuya’s hair when Chuuya isn’t paying attention. So chuuya’s started putting his hair into a messy bun to keep it out of his reach.
Kunikida is back to work at the ADA quickly, though chuuya always takes priority, and he’s not afraid to say he needs to go home for his kid, since the whole ADA knows, because dazai is incapable of keeping his mouth shut, and has been begging to meet the baby.
Chuuya said “hell no” when kunikida told him about it.
Fumiya loves kunikida too, but theres a clear preference for chuuya most of the time.
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Fumiya is 2 years old now, the port mafia and ADA have settled comfortably into a strong alliance and Yokohama is about as peaceful as it can get, no one important is in life threatening danger so everything’s great.
Chuuya and fumiya have the port mafia wrapped around their fingers, since chuuya brings the toddler to work with him whenever he can, chuuya still doesn’t take any dangerous field missions but he is back to work as usual. And his abs have come back, he was very happy to see his abs again..
Kunikida hasn’t brought fumiya to work with him yet but atsushi, ranpo, and kyouka have seen the toddler, since they run into chuuya while he’s shopping and every now and then chuuya will have fumiya with him.
The little one is adorable, a bit big for his age, which no one is surprised, Kunikida is tall, with cute little freckles and moles, he has big blue eyes like his mama, and while his hair is blond, it’s no longer the very bright light blonde it was when he was a newborn, kunikida thinks it’s going to turn ginger as he gets older, chuuya is skeptical.
Fumiya is a very currious baby, always looking around, he’s got walking down pretty good, and while he only knows a few words, his favorite word is mama, and baba, for chuuya and kunikida.
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Two more years have passed, fumiya is four now, he can speak mostly coherently, though sometimes he mixes up his Japanese and French.
Chuuya insisted on teaching fumiya French, and the boy seemed to pick up on it quickly.. kunikida always adore’s hearing his husband and son speaking to eachother in a mix of French and Japanese..
Kunikida himself doesn’t know French, but he can pick up on a few words every now and then.
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Kunikida comes home one evening, stepping into the penthouse, he blinks, he can smell dinner in their air- grilled fish.. rice.. some veggies too.. Kunikida smiles.
Kunikida pokes his head around to peak in the kitchen after he slips off his shoes at the door, the sight that greets him is his favorite.. chuuya’s standing at the stove, hair in a messy bun, dressed in a soft casual shirt and pants, fumiya on his hip, chatting away about his day with the nanny..
Kunikida walks up behind them quietly and wraps his arms around chuuya’s waist, pressing a soft kiss to the back of chuuya’s neck, fumiya giggles, chuuya smiles. “Welcome home.”
“Smells good..”
Kunikida glances down at fumiya and pats the boys head, fumiya giggles agin, a soft bubbly sound. “Hiii babaa!”
Fumiya drags out his words a little, kunikida smiles soft and fond. “Hey kiddo.. have a good day with your nanny?”
Fumiya giggles and launches into an excited explanation of his day, Kunikida carefully takes him from chuuya so he can hold the boy. chuuya smiles, watching them from the corner of his eye.
Mori was right.. Kunikida makes a great dad…
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