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“I want to start a family,”
Akashi lifted his head from his book to look at his brunette husband sitting beside him. He eyed him closely, his face portraying his confusion at the sudden statement.
He and Kouki had been married for a couple of years, and Akashi would be lying if he said he never thought about kids before; but being a parent wasn’t easy and he had experienced first hand the consequences of strict parenting.
“You are not your father,” Kouki reminded softly as he squeezed Akashi’s hand, tenderly.
Akashi smiled; Kouki always seemed to know his own thoughts without having to voice them.
Well, with Kouki by his side, taking care of a child would hardly ever be a challenge.
Or so he thought…
He couldn’t understand why was this happening! He had read every book possible on the matter of child care and had everything memorized.
But right now, the small baby girl he was holding in his arms refused to stop crying.
She refused to drink her milk and she didn’t need a change of diaper, yet she has been crying non-stop for the last fifteen minutes.
Akashi felt lost as he gazed at her. But there was no way he was giving up without a fight! He was Akashi Seijuurou after all!
He took a deep breath and started mimicking those funny faces and voices he always saw Kouki do while playing with their daughter. Unfortunately, it seemed to have the opposite effect as she burst out into more tears.
He didn’t give up on making her laugh though and kept doing all sorts of movements, until he heard a soft chuckle coming from the door.
Akashi narrowed his eyes at Kouki as he entered the bed room and freed his hands from the child’s weight.
Kouki placed the small baby on her tummy as he patted her back softly, to Akashi’s amazement, she stopped crying.
“Upset tummies is common at her age, when she cries for no reason just hold her like this,” Furihata explained with a smile. Akashi sighed.
“I don’t believe I’m cut for this, Kouki. I don’t know what I’m doing any more,” He said in a dejected tone Kouki wasn’t used to hearing.
Furihata smiled at him as he held their small daughter in his hands and placed it in Akashi’s lap. Akashi quickly adjusted himself to get a better hold of her.
“You need experience with children, Sei,” Kouki said gently while stroking her delicate cheek. “You are bound to make mistakes and learn from them,”
Akashi stared at his beautiful daughter. She was now smiling at him, he nose was a little red from crying so much earlier, but her hazel eyes held so much joy that he felt himself smiling back at her.
If it was for this little angel, he didn’t mind trying time and time again.
As long as she and Kouki were by his side, he was the happiest man on earth.