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((Hello there !! This ask is sooo cute, thanks for sending it! My personal fave is the Ranmaru one. ^^))
Reiji
Reiji loved his spouse and his child so, so, much. He’d give them the world and everything in it if he could. All the moments they share, bigger or smaller, he lives for. One time his kid threw a maraca at his face. He’d never been more proud!
“Papa..” Holding a small hand out, his young daughter called to him. The two of them were relaxing on the living room couch. Reiji took his child’s hand and gave it a soft squeeze. They soon were glued to the screen again, watching whatever kid’s show was on. Reiji wanted to personally fight the main character of the show, but went through the pain for his daughter. A few minutes later he’d feel a small pressure on his arm, then to his chest. Quickly waking up, Reiji opened his eyes to see something he’d never forget.
Sprawled out on his chest was his sleeping daughter. It took all Reiji had in him not to cry. He’d end up taking at least twenty photos and sending them to everyone he has in his contacts.
“Camus!!!!! Look at my kid!!!!!!” Followed by thirty attachments. This went on for a solid week. Even Shining got sent pictures. Uncle Shining printed them out and put them everywhere. (Please someone request Uncle Shining stuff I’m in love with this idea.)
Camus
It was another cold winter night, but with his daughter and spouse by his side, the world was a bit warmer. The three of them were all in bed together under the blanket fort they had made. “Dad! Dad!” His daughter threw the nearest stuffed toy at his face. Usually, this would grant a scolding. But Camus can make an exception for his child. If he’s completely honest, he’d get pelted with a million stuffed bears for her.
“Hm? What’s this?” Camus picked up the toy, winking at his kid. After giving it a good look, he chucked it at his spouse. This earned a laughing fit from them all and started a deadly stuffed toy war. This went on for a while and Camus finally surrendered. His s/o proposed they all have a “peace meeting,” to sort out their differences.
This meeting was really an excuse for his love and his daughter to sleep on him. Camus’ heart grew three sizes that night.
Ai
Ai did a lot of reading on parenting before going through with having a kid with his s/o. He wanted to give his child the best childhood he could offer them, he wanted to be the perfect father. But as he quickly found out, the perfect father just couldn’t exist.
“Daaaaad.” His daughter clung onto his leg, pouting. They were supposed to be out right now playing, but Ai couldn’t find the energy. Taking note of this, Ai frowned. “I’m sorry dear, but I’m not fit for physical activity right now.” He’d have to adjust something later. He didn’t want to disappoint them more, so he came up with a plan. Kids like TV right? Why not just recharge for the evening? Feeling proud of himself, Ai picked up his daughter and they flopped onto the couch. Once they were both settled, he flipped to the nearest documentary channel.
Minutes passed and the show started talking about jellyfish. “That one looks like you, Dad!” His daughter laughed as she pointed to the fattest jellyfish. Was he supposed to take that as a compliment? It did match the color of his hair.
Soon enough, the show got boring for his child. She ended up climbing onto Ai’s chest, reaching up to play with his face. She mumbled something about him being soft like a jellyfish before falling asleep right there, hand on his face and all. He thought he was so cool, he thought he knew what the kids liked. Ai is so hip with the kids, it’s insane. At least that’s what he thought.
Ranmaru
Tough, closed off, cold. People who didn’t know Ranmaru labeled him in a snap. His friends and those he loved knew better, but it still hurt. He never wanted his daughter to see him that way. Ranmaru wanted to be the best he can or his little girl.
But sometimes, being a father really is a pain in the ass. It’s 3AM and the baby is crying. Mumbling an apology to his spouse, Ranmaru gets out of bed and heads to the living fire alarm. “Hey there, baby.” He gently picks up the crying child and rocks them in his arms. Silently laughing at his own pun, he smiles. The baby’s crying slows down, leaving the room silent.
Ranmaru felt like the happiest man in the world. It never really hit him that he had a family until now. Standing alone with his child in his arms, tears threatened to come out of his eyes. Him? A father? He was so happy. So lost in thought that he didnt notice a small hand grab the neck of his shirt. His baby fell asleep in his arms, clinging onto him.
He cried of tears of joy that night.