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lalunanymph · 2 years
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❝𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤❞
# bonten daddies finding out about their child’s first heartbreak
-> sfw, mentions of guns in sanzu’s part, bonten daddies being papa bears, slightly suggestive in rindou’s part, allusions to violence cause duh it’s bonten
# s. mikey, h. ran, h. rindou, s. haruchiyo, h. kakucho, k. hajime
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# MIKEY
quiet sniffles from his daughter’s bedroom draw his attention when he returns from work. it’s close to 3 in the morning and the platinum-haired man frowns, gently knocking on the door. “sweetheart?” the sniffling stops and the door slowly swings open. puffy red eyes from the small blonde girl in front of him set off warning alarms, especially when she tries to fake a smile.
“tou-san, w-what’s up?” 
“why’re you crying?” mikey doesn’t mince his words, going straight to the heart of the matter. at the mention of her woes, his daughter’s lips pucker and fresh tears glisten in those onyx eyes she inherited from him. 
“n-nothing.” with his daughter's penchant to hide her true emotions just like him, he definitely doesn’t believe her.
“can i come in?” she lets him into her bedroom and sits on the edge of her paisley-covered bed. 
“i... don’t get mad at me tou-san... but i broke up with someone.” it was the fact that she was hesitant to share her problems with him while still begging him not to scold her that did mikey’s heart in. looping his arm around the teenager, he says, “i can never be mad at you. especially when you’re already this heartbroken. your mama will also understand.” heck, i was the one making her cry the most before you were born, my sweet girl. he looked back on his past mistakes ruefully. 
at his words, emma breaks down and sniffles, telling how this boy at school that she was going out with had dumped her for some other girl in his science class over text.
mikey reassures her, letting his precious little girl flood his shirt with her salty tears. when she’s all cried out and asleep, he tucks her in and smoothes a kiss on her forehead. once the door closes on her exhausted form, he whips out his phone and dials a familiar number.
“sanzu. yeah, i know it’s late. but i have a job for you.”
# RAN
everyone knows not to mess with a haitani. from their fearsome reputation as the iron-fist rulers of roppongi to their affiliation as executives at the most dangerous crime organization in japan, only the truly gullible and suicidal would dare lay a finger on the people they love. which is what ran thinks when he sees the tear tracks on his beloved daughter’s face.
“what happened?”
you’re on the bed together with reika, rubbing her back. flashing him a helpless look, you shake your head. “she won’t tell me.” your six-year-old daughter gives another loud wail and the both of you cringe.
ran sighed and carded his fingers through his salt-and-pepper streak hair. the combination of his age and parental responsibilities had given the older haitani a fine smattering of white hairs and a few wrinkles on his face. but by no means did it downplay his good looks. his daughter who also inherited his chiseled features and lilac eyes refused to look at him when he took over, leaving you to shuffle out of the room.
reika has always been a daddy’s girl and if she couldn’t open up to you, your next best bet would be ran. “sweetheart, why’re you crying?” the young girl sniffed and pouted.
“aki t-told me he didn’t want to marry me.” ran was dumbfounded. 
“aki as in… that five-year-old in your class?”
 she nodded and sniffed loudly. “he went around the playground s-saying i have c-cooties!”
ran gaped, his mind flashing to how badly he had once treated other women. that was before he found himself saddled as a father to the most headstrong young girl out there. call it karma, but ran haitani would be damned if he let a boy treat his daughter the same way how he used to treat those girls before you came along. soothing her as best as he could, ran slips out of the room once she quietens and dials the first number that comes to mind. 
“rin? yeah, is riku-chan still in the same class as reika? good. good. how fast is he at spreading a rumor—?” 
he did not notice how you were standing behind him, arms crossed over your chest and shaking your head lightly; completely amused at how ran haitani did not play fair especially when it concerns his loved ones. 
# RINDOU
similar to ran, rindou can be overprotective especially if it concerns family. when he came back home from work to find you fretting in the kitchen by yourself, he pauses when the first thing you tell him to do is, “go and talk to your son.” 
the now older executive sighs and sets his briefcase down, loosening his tie. he lingers long enough in the kitchen to give you a peck on your lips before trudging to his son’s room. he finds the smaller, blonde version of him on his computer, firing away mindlessly at a game. clearing his throat, rindou drags a chair closer to him and tilts his head to the side. 
“are you winning?” 
riku gives him a non-committal shrug. 
“can we talk?” 
his son stops the game and fixes his father with those same sleepy lilac eyes. 
“what’s going on?” 
got dumped, riku mutters and rindou immediately sighs.
“bud, you’re still so young. there will be plenty of girls to work through when you get close to my age.” leaning forward as if he were conspiring with his mini-me, rindou whispered, “and don’t tell your mama, but i’ll be helping you out. you’ve got your old man in your corner. these tricks work—it got your mama to go out with me.”
riku smiles for the first time since he entered the room. you clear your throat and rindou looks up, sheepishly grinning when he catches your mock glare. 
“i hope you’ve been teaching our son the gentlemanly way of dealing with a breakup.”
“scouts honor,” rindou nods solemnly, not missing the way how his son smirks at him in the same bastard manner as his father once your back was turned. 
# KAKUCHO
your tired sigh catches his attention during dinner. while he’s helping you clean the dishes, kakucho looks over and frowns. “everything alright, love?”
you stiffen, and that minute action is enough for him to set the plate down with a sharp click. “love?” 
“kaoruko hasn’t left her room for the whole evening.”
that alarms him. “why didn’t you tell me about it?” 
you reassure him that you will check it out and when you do go up to her room, kakucho can’t fight back his curiosity when he follows you, hanging by the banister to catch snippets of the conversation. “... i don’t think i will ever find love again...” 
his daughter’s soft voice absolutely breaks his heart. 
“oh, don’t say that, sweetie. let me tell you something that no teenager wants to hear, ‘ruko. but you will find love again. you will fall in love more than once and it’ll be as beautiful and magical as the first time.”
“but i don’t want to do it all over again,” she whines, reminding him of your ways. “i want—what you and papa have is beautiful and i want that.”
“your papa and i took years to get to where we are now. you weren’t there to see the fights we had. a love like that is not handed on a silver platter, but it’s built from the ground up.” 
“she’s right.”
his daughter’s dark eyes widen with surprise when her father appears and sits down on the bed next to you. he takes her other hand and squeezes it gently. “you will find love again and you will find the right person you want to build everything up with. it may take years but it’s all worth it.” 
he smiles at you and you return his fond look. kaoruko sniffs and manages a small upturn quirk of her lips. that minute expression itself was enough to tell you both that your little girl would be on the right track to recovery.
# SANZU
“aites. who do i have to kill?”
“haru—”
“a knife to the gut? a bullet to the head?” 
“haru, he is only 16—”
“he hurt my little girl!” he nearly bellows, ice blue eyes flashing wildly. “and no one hurts our baby.”
you wince at his ardor and nod. “i know. i know, but we have to solve this civilly—”
“papa?”
harumi blinks at the comical sight of her father waving his hands over his head while you tried to calm him down by fluttering yours.  
“baby!” sanzu coos, switching from manic anger to dripping sympathy, and brings her into his arms. “mama told me everything that happened. here—” your eyes widen when he sets a small gun in her hands. “the safety is off but if you want to—”
before he can speak, you smack him up over the head and wrench the gun from your daughter’s hand, tossing it onto the bed like it was a loaded bomb. haruchiyo swears and rubs his neck, glaring at you. 
“really haru? really? teaching our barely legal daughter how to use a firearm? are you cra—” 
“i’ve forgiven him,” harumi whispers and you both whip your head around to look at her. she shrugs. “he’s really immature and i could never date someone like that.” 
all was silent. and then sanzu breaks the quiet with a cackle. “thank goodness you never got your mama’s taste in men.”
he nearly avoids your next smack to the back of his head. 
# KOKONOI 
you have to pray that hajime doesn’t see the mess your daughter left while on a rampage. her room looks like a tornado has swept through it and you curse the infamous kokonoi temper tantrum when you wade through piles of discarded books right towards the eye of the storm where a small girl with dark hair is sobbing.
“baby—” 
she shirks your touch on her shoulder. 
“what the hell happened?” 
you both looked up to find hajime’s pinched expression taking in the mess in the room with disbelieving eyes.
“sorry tou-san, ka-san,” hiname hiccups. “i-i’ll clean it up.”
knowing that something was wrong, koko joins you in between the tossed books, papers, and sheets to sit next to his daughter who was red-eyed and exhausted from crying.
“bad day?” he surmises. she nods. “the worst.”
“wanna talk about it?”
you’re relegated to the side as the apple of hajime’s eye starts to blubber and tell her father about her breakup. but all was forgiven when she sought your embrace and you held onto her as hajime wrapped his arms around the two most precious people in his life. 
“i’ll kill him,” hajime whispers to you.
“not now, baby,” you chastise quietly as your daughter starts to sob again. “and hiname was seeing a girl.”
kokonoi pauses. “oh. wow. okay. guess i’ll leave the killing to you, then.” 
you don’t miss his smirk. blood will be shed alright, but not by the feared bonten executive. his usually genial and easygoing wife will see to it that retribution will be paid. if there was one thing he could count on, it would be that you would complement him wherever he fell short.
i’m so lucky, he thinks and buries a fond smile in favor of patting his daughter’s head. we make a great team. 
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*reika (ran’s daughter) got her first heartbreak at 6 while riku (rindou’s son) had his later on when he was about 15. ever competitive with each other, the haitani brothers tried to see which one of them could get their wives pregnant first. riku and reika were born just a week apart.
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Broooo…. Yeah I know I tried to kill you but c’mon don’t be a narc…..bro pleaseeee, ur not being very chill rn
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moyazaika · 8 months
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men when They whimper???
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post shower still damp full body lotion ☁️
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i really really really really like jam.
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barty <3
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mineau · 4 months
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idk i just want min to put me in a headlock
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February 23, 2023 🌹
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