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story-kat · 1 year
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sapphicshav · 1 year
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── 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 | kuroo tetsurō
genre . . . fluff
note . . . ignore my terrible grammar and punctuation — this is from my old blog.
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"get ready, i'm downstairs waiting for you". the unexpected text message was enough to make you jump out of your seat, grab your keys and head for the door. you were too excited to change out your clothes which was a pair of baggy sweatpants and your partner's hoodie that he left for you. for the longest time you’ve been waiting to see your boyfriend, kuroo again. with the amount of away games he’s played, you two have spent little to no time together.
seeing him stand before you made you tear up slightly. his slender figure leaning against his car, arms cross against his chest with a small smirk on his lips. he squats down slightly with his arms out ready for you to hug him. without words you jump into his arms, he rest his head in the crook of your neck and whispers against your skin, "i missed you so much baby". you pull apart for a moment and he stares at your lips. "but i missed your lips the most" he playfully teases and winks at you to which he receive a soft punch to his arm as you giggled shyly.
you both get into his car, put on you seatbelt but you notice he doesn’t do the same so you ask him “kuroo, where are we going? and to your surprise he replies “nowhere”. you slowly take of your seatbelt and stare at him in complete confusion while a smile appeared his face. “why cant just stay in the car and enjoy each other’s company” he leans in closer to your face to kiss you but stops just before “that way i get you all to myself”. you weren’t opposed to the idea. sat in the comfortable silence, muffled blaring of the music in the car. for the rest of the night, the car was filled with laughter and joy. he was so caught up in the moment, staring deep into your pretty eyes as you continuously waffle about how much you’ve missed him.
he tries to avoid any and all distractions, such as his phone, to give consistent interest when spending quality time together. you are his eternal happiness and he’s never been more happier to see you.
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ninamitoo · 1 year
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A new beginning
Tetsurō Kuroo x reader
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It was the beginning of a new school year when your parents came to you with the unexpected news of moving to Tokyo. Your father had long aspired to become the coach of the national volleyball team, and now that he had been offered the chance to coach the Japanese Olympic team, he was beside himself with happiness. But for you, it meant leaving your life and friends behind and moving to a completely unfamiliar country whose language you didn't speak.  
Of course you were happy for your father and you supported him with all your heart. After all, it was his dream since as far back as your memory goes. In his younger years, he played what he calls "B" volleyball, never at the professional level. But when he met his future wife, and a few years later you were born, he was always raving about how he wished he could coach young talents. Yet, despite everything, you couldn't shake that heavy feeling in your stomach that wouldn't go away.
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You transferred to Nekoma High about halfway through your sophomore year. In the six months or so before the move, you learned to read and write a few kanji characters through intensive Japanese tutoring, but mostly you focused on the spoken language. You didn't want to make a complete idiot of yourself in front of your new classmates, but unfortunately you were still at a beginner's level and learning a completely foreign language was challenging for you. Your teachers took pity on you and most of your new friends tried to help you. You didn't understand everything, but you were able to communicate with broken Japanese.
One day, Aoi-chan came to you with an idea: "You haven't joined any clubs yet, have you? Why don't you try it? Don't you think you'd learn to communicate better in our language that way?" You didn't think it was a bad idea at the time, but now, standing in front of the closed gym door from which the sound of squeaking soles, crossing boys' voices and deafening ball thuds could be heard, you wanted to be anywhere but here.
You never really excelled in sports, and when you heard that the boys' teams here in Japan had club managers, you thought it was the perfect role for you. Your father brought his work home with him more often than not, so you learned a lot about volleyball and thought the sport would be perfect for you. Now? How could you think of such a stupid idea? Isn't there any chance of getting out of this? With terror in your eyes, you looked at the teacher who accompanied you as he reached for the door handle, but your silent "wait" escaped his ears.
"Team, I'd like to introduce you to a new member." He got the attention of everyone present and you hid behind his back with a jump. You can still get away, right? "Starting today, the boys' volleyball team has its own manager."
A number of excited voices started shouting over the news, and you knew it was too late to run for it. Among the wave of shouts and questions you heard "who is she?", "What year is she in?", "What's her name?" and "Is she cute?" Yamada-sensei turned to you helplessly, and you knew that was your cue. You took a deep breath in an attempt to calm your racing pulse before stepping into the hunting trap in front of you.
"I don't know if I'm cute, but my name is Y/N and I'm in my second year. It's nice to meet you all." You were glad you didn't stutter with nervousness and could only hope you sounded as natural as you thought you did.
"European...!" One of them shouted with his finger pointed at you. When you gave him a weak smile and an uncertain wave, his face quickly turned a fiery red and he turned his face away to the other side. So much for the first good impression.
"Eeeh..." Came uncomfortably close to your ear, making you jump in surprise. To your left, an impossibly handsome young man bent down to your level, sizing you up with a serious expression on his face. A raven's nest instead of hair fell into his hazel, cat like eyes when a huge playful smirk adored his features. "I'd say you're more than cute, beautiful. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better and starting to date you." He spoke in a calm, seductive voice, and you were sure you were blushing just as much if not more than the boy with the shaved sides a moment ago. Your brain's ability to think was gone.
"Here goes the provocation expert." The vice-captain sighed in defeat.
"Please ignore what our captain says. My name is Yaku and I look forward to working with you." You're joined by another member, considerably shorter one with auburn hair. "Most of what he says is nonsense." Another boy with grown-out blonde hair fills in as the rest of the team gradually coalesces around you, spouting one name after another. You try your best to remember them all, but you already know you won't be able to remember most of the names the next day. Despite being told not to take his words to heart, you secretly hoped they were true, not just a way for you to fit in. 
"There's a dozen other things you could have said to her and you chose this?" Kenma frowned at Kuroo, then glanced warily in your direction. Granted, Kuroo’s awkward pick up line had broken the tense ice, but he was sure you had gotten mixed signals because of it now, and he felt sorry for you. He didn't want you to be the next victim to fall head over heels in love with Kuroo only to be heartbroken. Kuro's response, however, left him more shocked than his poor flirting skills.
"I meant it. I can’t wait to date her."
Although your ears didn't register Kuroo's last words, his simple ‘I meant it’ erased all the heavy feelings that had been weighing you down for eight months and you finally felt light headed. Maybe moving to Tokyo wasn't so bad.
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rinniemybeloved · 1 year
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Men who can literally say anything and sound like they're doing some fancy poetry recitation. They're gonna say something as simple as "could you get me a glass of water?" And it's gonna seem like he's talking to a queen of some sort.
-Kuroo (bro talks like a car commercial guy sksksk💀), Akaashi, Oikawa (not rlly when he talks to iwa), Kita, Tsukishima, and whoever else you think would fit
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germcore · 6 months
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Kenma + Kuroo doodles tryna find style for them - Shane/Theo/Bug
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anime-freek · 4 months
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dreamdropsystem · 1 year
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dada Kuroo
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autisticdreamdrop · 2 years
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kenma kozume stimming
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delfinoluma101 · 2 years
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Daichi Sawamura (Haikyū!!) and Tetsurō Kuroo (Haikyū!!) unexpectedly meeting up at the grocery shop. 🛒🏐
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story-kat · 1 year
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hi-kariii · 11 months
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hlww guys!!! i have a kuroo book on my wattpad. I hope you'll give it a shot. 💓
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tetsuskei · 2 months
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synopsis: when a coworker brings their baby to work, that sets off the gears in kuroo's head to have some of your own
notes: first installment of oh, baby! repost from my old blog, with some editing done. please enjoy!
warnings: mentions of kids, unprotected sex, praise, body worship, cock warming, kuroo is horny on an astronomical level
interactions and reblogs are appreciated!
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at first, everything is innocent. tetsurō knows his coworker only means well. but tetsurō should've expected that when ‘bring your child to work day’ came at the jva, that he'd encounter at least one infant.
his coworker asks him if he wants to hold their baby after catching him stare at the small child in awe. the resemblance between coworker and child clearly evident. he's so amazed at how strong genetics could be.
then tetsurō wondered how strong his own genetics would be when it came to your children.
to recall back, the conversation of children came up briefly between the two of you. you both decided that it would be logical to wait a little while before trying to have any. kuroo was focused on building up his career and so were you. you just wanted to have your priorities straight and be responsible. nothing's wrong with that, right?
and so the conversation had been left with a pin in it and you both moved on in life. you would question when to have children later.
when holding the child in his arms, kuroo only panicks for a moment (were babies always this small?) before the child naturally curls up into his chest. their tiny hand grabs ahold of his (ridiculously) large pinky before continuing to sleep soundly. they even coo with joy.
"they seem to really like you!" his coworker laughs. "you seem to be a natural with kids!"
tetsurō only crinkles his nose in confusion but he can't help the fluttering in his chest at those words. "i'm not really doing anything but holding them."
they laugh again and nod with understanding. "sure, but you seem to be the type to make a great father, kuroo-san. you're a good person. very patient and understanding. by the way, when do you and the missus plan to have kids?"
and so having been asked the question sent him on a spiral.
by the time he's asked, several years have passed since your first conversation about kids. both you and him are financially stable. you're both lucky enough to live comfortably, and you're both happy where you are in your careers. most importantly, you're both married.
honestly, just the thought of being married to you and having a little family turns kuroo on too much. but he wants to have a family that's better than the broken one he had growing up. the best thing he can do for his kids is show them a healthy and long lasting relationship with their mother. and god does he know he can do that. he loves you so damn much his heart aches. he'll walk across fire for you, and the best part is that he knows you'll do the same for him.
the man isn't really present for the rest of the day, having to be called out during a meeting for being unfocused, and eventually sent home after he lies and says he isn't feeling well. and it's partially true, because now that he knows he wants kids, he feels an empty hole in his chest almost as if a part of him is missing.
and if being 'sick' means trying to conceal the boner in his slacks, then so be it. he doesn't want to relieve himself of his problem, no. not when the only thing on his mind is cumming inside of you raw.
tetsurō comes home to the smell of your cooking, his second favorite scent right after you. just seeing you makes him crazy. he'd been thinking about putting a baby in you all day. his hands itching to get started.
you haven't seen him yet, but tetsurō doesn't waste anymore time. he simply eyes you intently, taking time to admire you and all the soft curves of your backside. your perfect ass. you feel the warmth of him before seeing him and that's enough to startle you.
a small gasp leaves your mouth as you look up at him surprised before a honeyed smile appears on your face. a smile that's only reserved for him. "hi! you're home earlier than usual."
he returns your greeting with a grin. "hi beautiful, how was your day?" he tugs you into his grasp. lean arms encasing you in his hold as he rests his chin on top of your head and massages your hips.
hips he knows that will bare his children.
"it was good tetsu, are you hungry? i'm finishing up dinner now, and we can talk about your day." you respond, focus retuned to the stove in front of you.
he has to admit, the food smells delicious, but he's hungry for something else this evening. and unfortunately he'll have to endure an earful from you later about letting the food get cold, but he doesn't mean any harm. he just has priorities.
he hums, turning you fully towards him. his eyes lower and become stuck on your stomach. brain stuck on the thought of you being round with his child. you would look so cute pregnant. your breast would be filled with milk, too. maybe you'll let him taste—
"'ro?" you voice snaps him from his thoughts. you try to make eye contact with him and he only smiles, not registering a single thing you just said. his large hands take your face in his hold and you feel his calloused fingers run over your cheeks before he kisses your nose and then all over your face.
"tetsurō, what's gotten into you?" you giggle. you didn't mind his affection, don't get it wrong, but there was something oddly...intense about the way he's acting that you know something is up.
the ravenette seems to contemplate his thoughts, carefully reeling over the words in his mind. "i just thought that...maybe we should start...tryin', that's all." he mumbles, mouth pressing kisses all over your skin. you shiver at his touch, at the way his scent and body crowd in on your space.
ah, there it is.
your cheeks heat up, and you know exactly what he means. his words always slur slightly when he's turned on, almost like he's delirious or hooked on lust.
that paired with his cock poking your backside through his slacks.
tetsurō only continues. "today my co-worker brought in the cutest little baby i'd ever seen. looked just like 'em, too. i didn't really understand how children could make someone so happy...but i'm startin' to." he explains, tugging off your pants and underwear in one fell swoop, the cold air hitting your folds makes you jump.
you swallow nervously, "tetsu—"
"made me realize how cute our kids could—will be. they'd be the cutest in the world, i'm sure. wonder if they'd have my eyes and your smile. and hopefully they'll inherit your hair or else we'll be in trouble." he laughs before he undoes his tie, then his shirt, and tosses the garments somewhere on the floor. his belt is undone next and he's quick to unfasten his pants.
you eyes widen, and your heart fastens at the mental image of a tiny child in your arms, the spitting image of you and kuroo.
your husband pauses again, his brows knitted in thought. "do you think...that i can be a good father? for our kids?" he leans his forehead against yours and closes his eyes for a moment as he must be pondering the very question.
“of course.” you nod slowly. "i don't think so, i know so. you'll be great with our kids, tetsu." you answer, running your fingers along his jaw.
"yeah?" he breathes, pulling down his pants along with his boxers. "do you still want some?" he moves your body so that you're sitting safely on the counter away from everything else.
"w-with you? yes..." you answer, voice getting caught in your throat as he prods his fat tip at your entrance. you're already soaked enough that you know he can just...slide right in.
kuroo's breathing becomes extremely labored and his gaze darkens at your words. his single strand of restraint is being pulled taut. "then can we? can we start trying, sweets?" his hands are groping at your chest and hips, and he riles himself up the longer he touches you without relief.
you barely say 'yes' before he pushes himself into you, his jaw going slack as he is enveloped by you, cunt warm and inviting and gummy walls pleasurable beyond means.
his eyes glass over and he's completely enamored by the fact that he can be this close to you. that you trust him to hold you like he is now.
you look up at him with near helplessness as his grip on your legs doesn't loosen up. the stretch of him never is something you think you can get used to, as you feel yourself struggle to adjust to his size. the heavy and thick fullness of his cock is intense. you can feel how it throbs with need.
"do you think—" he moans as your cunt drags over his cock, sucking him in more, "that they're going to be interested in volleyball?" he lets his tip kiss your cervix and you keen, causing a groan to escape his mouth. "you think they're gonna be a middle blocker like me?"
"are you really asking me that right now?" you sigh, fingers frantically gripping the counter beneath you. you move your hips against him and hope that will shut him up.
spoiler, it doesn't. "why not—fuck, just like that baby—it's a genuine question." he buries his face in the side of your neck, and the smell of your lavender soap invades his senses before his teeth choose to bite and scrape at your skin.
"you're such a volleyball nerd, tetsu." you laugh but soon moan as both of your hips move synchronously. "when are you not thinking about it?"
he huffs out a laugh, pressing a kiss to your temple as he presses you further into the kitchen counter. his lips linger against your skin before you felt them curve into a smile. "when i'm busy thinking 'bout your cute self, which is definitely more than volleyball."
you tried to formulate a response but only a refined moan escapes your lips again as kuroo pounds you. the sound of skin on skin filters out any remaining thoughts you had.
"you don't understand how crazy i've been goin' today." he grunts, nearly delirious in the way you cream on him so well. he can already feel himself twitch with the need to cum but as much as he wants to, he wants this moment to last a bit longer. he can't cum before you.
one of his hands lace with your own as he regards you. "been thinking about all the different ways to get you pregnant. of all the cute little maternity outfits you'll wear. of me taking care of you when you get tired and your feet ache. you're going to look so pretty carrying our baby, sweetheart."
he's rambling and you're not even sure if he's talking to you or if he's talking directly to your womb. but his words alone are enough to bring you to your first orgasm, pussy clamping down hard on his cock.
"jesus christ," he groans, struggling to keep composure, "it's like your cunt is trying to suck the life out of me."
you only whimper, legs quivering in a way you didn't know they could as you slip them tighter around his waist. with the way kuroo is bullying your insides he just might be successful at his agenda of getting you pregnant tonight.
he moves your legs over his shoulders, laying you down so your back is pressed against the cold surface of the marble counter. the new angle he decides to rut in you at causes you to cry out in surprise.
"so perfect, so pretty like this split on my cock. gonna be even prettier filled with my cum." his head bows so that he can kiss you and you eagerly meet his lips, the taste of him comforting, addicting, and familiar all at once.
he brings one hand down to your clit, moving his fingers methodically over your bundle of nerves as he coos and encourages you to cum again.
"tetsu, please," you whine, "you feel so good, wanna have your babies." the need and anticipation of getting your husbands cum is starting to make you frustrated yet needy all at the same time. yet the way he's making you feel right now makes you want this moment to last forever.
he must sense what you're feeling and hums, kissing you again sweetly. "oh you're not understandin' me princess," he breathes, hips moving in an animalistic way. "i'm gonna have you knocked up by the end of tonight. that's a promise."
"you promise?" you look up at him with doe eyes, mouth parted as little moans still escape you.
he'd give you the world if you asked. he'd pluck the sun from the sky, too. when he presses his forehead to yours he only professes his love to you like he's saying his vows for the first time. he can feel the tightening of his balls and burning pit in his abdomen as his release creeps up on him.
and when he pinches your bundle of nerves, you cum again for a second time. your eyes roll back in your head and your nails dig deeply into the muscle of his broad shoulders.
tetsurō nearly doubles over when his orgasm follows, and he spills thick, white cords of cum into you. his golden eyes look at you and you swear he cums just a little more from the eye contact you two hold. the hard throbbing and pulsing warmth he provides you makes you clench around him again, a feeling of wholeness and elation when you're finally full of him.
you're both incredibly still for a moment and you just hold each other. he sits you up with regard, and you brush back his sweaty fringe. his large hands massage your muscles before he carefully carries you to your shared bedroom.
he sits down and you realize you're both still very connected.
"t-tetsu!" you grab onto him, eyes widening as your taken by surprised at the new angle.
"fuck..." he hisses.
there's something sensitive in the way he moves inside of you, and you're not sure if that has to do with his cum inside of you or your cunt trying to hold in every drop.
kuroo always liked the notion of kissing your ring finger, because it reminded him that the two of you are joined—united. you start to speak but he does before you can even formulate the words.
"i hope you don't think we're done here." he murmurs, and by the twitch of his cock you know he's serious. him and his damned stamina. exhausted, you only shift your trembling hips to prepare for more.
it's looking to be a long night.
and so it's not surprising when several weeks pass by and when said coworker asks him again about kids, he proudly shows them the ultrasound photo hidden away in his wallet.
he only hopes that after baby number 1 you won't mind more.
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rinniemybeloved · 1 year
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[✦] - Haikyuu!! ethnicity headcanons (part 2)
Characters: Yamaguchi, Kuroo, Oikawa, Kyōtani, Shirabu, Aran, Terushima, and Hirugami
A/N: Barely any of the characters in HQ look Japanese at all (maybe that's just an anime thing but whatever) so I decided to give them ethnicities.
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-at first I was gonna say Pakistani but it didn't really fit
-so I settled for an Arabian country
-actually scrap that
-Persian
-that fits more
-his hair color is just so random that it's hard to predict where he'd be from
-apart from that, he looks pretty Japanese anyways
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-he's Mexican
-one of them Juans
-he looks more Mexican than a Mexican
-his smirk also seems so Mexican
-bros a lil too Mexican
-did I forget to mention that I think he's Mexican?
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-laughed just a little while thinking about this but like
-he just looks so white
-im not trying to be mean it's just—i don't rlly see anything 'cultural' in him, yk?
-there aren't rlly any specific features to him that make him seem like he isn't white
-but when I say white I mean maybe smth like Australia
-yes, I think he grew up in Australia
-just forget about the normal dub and imagine him talking in an Aussie accent instead
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-in part 1 I said he was one of the characters that actually looks japanese
-well let's just forget about that bc now that I look at him he seems north african
-moroccan fits
-i'd also like to say that he's mixed bc of his skin color and face shape
-somewhere that's still close to Morocco though
-so like Algeria or Mauritania
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-finnish
-a biology kid (idk what that has to do with him being Finnish)
-idc whatever y'all say but to me his hair literally screams Scandinavian
-he doesn't know how to speak Finnish that much at all
-he doesn't really care about his ethnicity in the first place
-probably grew up in one of those big happy families
-its canon that he's one of four brothers anyways
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-big Cameroon vibes
-tbh I've met several people from Cameroon and they all look alike
-and Aran looks like them
-his facial features just all look Cameroonian (is that even the actual demonym? 😭)
-really random but he reminds me of Kylian Mbappé for some reason
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-light skinned hispanic
-maybe just maybe Spain?
-Argentina is an option too but not rlly personality wise to me
-but he knows how to speak Spanish no doubt
-bros in class 7 he has to know another language
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-i wanna say like . . . Canadian
-idk tbh
-the hair and stuff is just so off
-but even if he was Canadian he would only be half Canadian bc I feel like his mom would be from somewhere in Europe
-Switzerland is also a choice ig
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So I guess I did make this a series. Maybe I'll make a masterlist for this someday. Reblogs are appreciated!!
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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just thinking about kuroo as a father.
he'd be so doting for his baby, so in love and so infatuated with it.
he'd never fail to smother it with his love, never failing to peck soft kisses on it's forehead or cheeks, whispering little "so cute,"s or "my baby."
his bonding time with the baby was all the time, he enjoyed the little moments where his baby would just lay against his chest, sleeping softly.
he'd take note of every single detail of his baby, his hands poking and proding at the soft chubs. he had obsession with his baby's hands, he thought it was so adorable—the way the baby's hands were so small and chubby in comparison to his much bigger hands.
he would swoon in secret about the little resemblance the baby had from you, saying things like "you look just like your mommy," or "look you have you mommy's [x]~"
you would sleep soundly at night, it was rare when you would wake up for night duty, because he was always eager to spend that precious late night alone time with the baby–even if he was on the verge of passing out from exhaustion.
a few times, out of curiosity, he lightly bit his baby's cheek, just because he thought since it was chubby and soft, that it would maybe taste good.
his baby's laughs were just a beautiful melody to his ears, he would never get sick of hearing the sweet coos and incoherent words from his baby.
at some point, at night, he began to cry while holding the baby. he just couldn't help his overwhelmed feelings of happiness. he couldn't be any happier being with you; and now the two of you even had a baby together?
heaven.
he'd raise his baby with curiosity, always answering his child's questions even if they were stupid or nonsense. he'd then follow it up with a question of his own, creating a cycle of more curiosity and questions.
he'd be there for every soccer game, for every championship, for every event, you name it, and he's there.
he'll happily exclaim "that's my kid right there!", even if he comes off as obnoxious and snobby.
he couldn't careless about how loud he was, he just needed everyone to know that his child would forever be his greatest thing to ever happen to him.
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