new dad Bakugou who’s going back to work full time almost a full year after his daughter his born and he now has to grapple with the fact that….goddamn, he’s spoiled the shit outta her.
well, he doesn’t think it was spoiling her. in actuality, he just created a routine with her, gave her every bit of his attention, held her when she cried, scolded her (yes just at eight months) whenever she’d babble for more puffs even though she’s had enough already. it wasn’t spoiling, it wasn’t. he vowed to never be that dad, to raise a snot nosed brat, one similar to himself.
but here he is, on a Tuesday morning three weeks after her first birthday. he’s standing halfway between the front door and the living room in full uniform, with his still sleepy baby and her even sleepier mama. she’s gripping his neck like he promised to abandon her, wailing and crying so loud and dramatically, that you can’t help but chuckle at her antics and how he wavers ever so slightly.
“You promised you’d go back to work,” you scold him gently, rubbing at your daughters quivering back when she whines again the moment he acts like he’s gonna pull her off. Bakugou frowns at you, and you shrug, smoothing her unruly blond curls away from her sticky forehead.
“But you guys need me.” He pouts, eyebrows downturned as he pulls her away enough to wipe at her wet face. she blubbers again, whimpering out a small dadaaaa noooo, that absolutely breaks his heart.
“And so does the world.” You smile at him, gently pulling your daughter away from the matching glassy red eyes who watch her go. “We’ll be fine, my love. Promise.”
Bakugou looks unconvinced, especially since your daughter reaches for him with another cry of his name. you don’t say anything when he sniffles discreetly, quickly reaching down to the coffee table to snatch up his utility belt that he dropped when she waddled out of her room in tears. he snaps it on wordlessly, and you go to turn to the kitchen when he wraps you both up in his arms.
“Love you,” he whispers against your forehead before pecking it, leaning down to kiss your lips next, and then your daughter’s fat little cheeks. He whispers another love you to her, and wipes away at her rosy cheeks when she pouts at him.
“Rub you.” your daughter pouts, the both of you freezing in shock.
“Oh my god,” you whisper, grinning. “She said I love you back!” Bakugou matches your grin, laughing under his breath as he presses another torrent of kisses all of her face. for the first time since she’s opened her eyes today, she laughs, loud and joyous and familiar. he thinks that maybe going back in today won’t be so bad after all. not if this is what he’ll be coming home to.
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Snongle!!! Smonch!!!! RIGHT NOW
Btw I made a video of my sketch editing process that I’m thinking of uploading soon if anybody is maybe interested :’D but if I do that I should probably write up a transcript lmao I talk way too fast…
Also I just wanted to give Sam a nice watch. I work as a watch technician so I see a lot of em lmao and like let’s be real, he looks very good with one eehehe
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Headcanon that after the Kamomedai match after everyone went back to their rooms Kageyama waited for the rest of the team to fall asleep before he quietly slipped out and went to find Hinata. He silently walked in, told Hinata to shut up when he stared at him half-asleep, half-delirious from his fever, and fully surprised, and silently slipped into his futon with him. Hinata, freezing although he was burning up, immediately rolled over and clung to him, and Kageyama held him tightly while he began running his fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. Neither of them said anything. After a few minutes Hinata mumbled a very soft, very satisfied, “Goodnight, Kageyama.” And Kageyama affectionately said, “Goodnight, dumbass.”
The next morning he slipped out just as silently after detangling themselves from one another, gave a very brief kiss to the top of Hinata’s head, and went back to the team’s room with his face as warm as Hinata’s body. They never brought it up. They never spoke about it. On the way home the next day they sat by one another on the bus and Hinata leaned his head on Kageyama’s shoulder, and Kageyama laced their fingers together. They both fell asleep basking in the warmth and comfort of each other ignoring their surroundings. At some point during the ride Suga looked back to check on Hinata and after noticing their positioning he turned back with a small smile on his face.
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Tbh I love your boys. They give me the giggles. If they ever flirted with me or tried a pick up line I'd probably burst out laughing. They're all very aesthetically pleasing to look at. If I ever saw them making a shrine/collage of photos of me I'd hire them to be my personal photographers bc of a personal lookbook I'm making. And also would laugh bc I am a bit of a handful XD hehe
So, all in all,it's a 10/10 for me^^
I also wish you good luck with your project, developer :3 make sure to get plenty of rest too
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