girl dad!sukuna has taken over my life
you'd left for the grocery store an hour ago, and sukuna wondered what you could possibly be doing there for that long. nonetheless, he sat in the living room, surrounded by stuffed animals at his daughter's tiny round table. he shifted uncomfortably in the miniature chair he sat in for the 'tea party', and watched as layla shoved her tiara back on top of her head.
"daddy," she said. "tea?"
sukuna sighed but nodded. "yes, baby."
her little squeal made his heart do weird things, and she tilted the teapot in her hand into the cup in front of him.
"whoa, whoa!" sukuna yelled, earning a confused look from layla. "that's enough tea; it's gonna overflow."
his daughter slapped her hand over her mouth, something she learned from you, but loud giggles escaped. "sorry, daddy."
with a soft smile on his face, sukuna adjusted the crown of his head—it dug into his scalp. "now, give mr squishy a cookie; he's starting to eat my fingers."
layla continued her contagious giggles, aimlessly tossing a wooden cookie at the stuffed bear.
sukuna glanced at the clock again but paused when he heard his daughter whispering to her stuffed devil (courtesy of your husband). he was about to put on a character to make her laugh again, but when he heard her words, he tilted his head.
"...that's my daddy... he's big and strong... i love daddy."
now, sukuna didn't cry. sure, he'd teared up happily when layla was born, and on the night of your wedding when he realised he'd be spending the rest of his life with you. but he couldn't recall the last time tears actually fell from his eyes.
until now.
"kuna?" your voice rang through the room, and he jolted, wiping the wetness from his cheeks haphazardly. he didn't even hear you come in.
sukuna scrunched his face up in confusion because what the fuck? he doesn't even remember starting to cry.
"what happened?" the worry in your voice was what brought him back to the moment, and he laughed deeply, shaking his head.
"nothing," he grumbled, looking at layla, who sat there, eyes wide with fear. "the tea was too hot."
and when his daughter fell back into a fit of giggles, squealing about 'daddy being funny', sukuna knew he'd changed; the phenomenon of having a child had officially broken his cold, cold heart.
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Tea Party - Sketchbook
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between the great molasses flood and the tea party, boston harbor has to be one of the most beverage harbors
Bold move claiming molasses is a beverage. It's barely a liquid.
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