Birthdays with Kids
"Dad!"
Mashirao slowly parted his eyes open as he felt a weight pushing down on his arm.
"Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad-" as a father, he now had the ability to easily drown out the sounds of children constantly pestering him and repeatedly calling out to him... but his four year old son he could not ignore, "-Daaaaad!"
"Alright Kou, I'm up." Apparently Kousuke didn't hear that and proceeded to flop down his entire weight on Mashirao's abdomen, instantly winding him. "AGH-Uuuggghh!"
"It's your birthday! You should be not sleeping!" Mashirao let his grin out and slyly pulled his son into his arms.
"Come 'ere, you!"
Kousuke squealed as raspberries were blown onto his skin and squirmed with laughter, his invisible tail flailing around in a childish attempt to escape but his father was one step ahead. His tail locked Kousuke close to Mashirao's chest and left him open to all the innocent roaring and chomping sounds.
"Where's mommy?" The pro asked softly once the excitement softened.
"She went out to get you a surprise present," Kousuke answered and finally pulled out of his dad's grip, flopping down on the other side of the blanket. Mashirao chuckled with no surprise, Tooru would always go out early in the morning, "And I have one for you too!" The child continued.
"And that is?"
Kousuke jumped off the bed in a huge hype, crawled under the bed and began making a ruckus underneath. He finally popped back out and held out a colourful macaroni picture.
"You love macaroni, Dad!"
"That's you, kiddo."
"Read it!"
The picture was shoved straight into Mashirao's face and he quickly took a moment to carefully read the messy maca-writing.
"Two the bestest SUPER dad ever. Happy Birfday!"
"Aww, Kousu-" Like other parents always warned, anarchy usually happens when you take your eyes of your kid for one second, "Kousuke!" Mashirao would've panicked when he saw no son, but he instantly jumped when he saw said son jump out back into the room wearing a cape.
"You're TailMan the SuperDad and that makes me TailBoy the SuperBoy!" Kousuke pumped his fist in the air and that instantly had Mashirao finally stepping off the bed and grabbing his son from underneath his armpits.
"You're the SuperSon!" He cheered, swinging the laughing boy around. "And he is flying around!"
They were both smiling and laughing so hard that they got stitches.
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"Good morning, My Shining Star." A precious kiss planted on Yuuga's forehead let his twinkling eyes slowly open up. Vision instantly clearing and landing on his beloved Hanta.
"Mmm, good morning, Mon Amour." He smiled, dimples growing as he leaned in and kiss Hanta's cheek. It was there that he noticed his beautiful baby daughter hoisted into his husband's hands, "And good morning, Petite Papillon." He reached, took hold of her little hand and rubbed over her skin.
"Happy birthday, Yuuga," Hanta sat across the blond, still holding Aiya to his chest while being careful not to squash Yuuga's legs underneath the blanket, "I made you some breakfast for you to eat in bed."
"Aww, thank you Hanta. You didn't have to."
"It's your birthday, you're allowed to get special treatment." They shared a peck and lovingly gazed into each others eyes. Until...
"Eh! Uwa..."
Yuuga instantly turned to the tiny baby in Hanta's arms, gently taking her in with soft words.
"Oh, non, non, non, papillon. You don't have to cry." Aiya's fluffy locks bristled close to Yuuga's nose as he lifted her to kiss her cute nose, "Maman is here with Papa, I did not forget about you."
"Eehhh!" She kept fussing.
"Oh let me help," Hanta suggested with a bright grin, "Brille, brille, petite étoile. Je me demande vraiment ce que tu es." Aiya did slow down but it didn't fully stop her. Hanta pouted. "Hey, you almost took a nap because I sung that."
"Then we can say she must be hungry." Yuuga smiled as he gently lowered Aiya on his chest. Hanta brought himself close to the two, leaning on Yuuga's shoulders while trying not to push down too much weight.
"Of course, this little princess here thinks she can make changes to our arrangements." Hanta motioned with a hand on his chin, as if playing a sinister but clever Bond villain.
"Then you can pass me her towel, she spit up a bit."
"Oh-!" Hanta was just about to grab the baby towel nearby but he turned back and looked straight into his daughter's eyes. "This is your mom's day, breakfast coming to you before him is the only accepted change to my plans."
"Pffft! Hanta, Aiya's a baby. She runs our lives."
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So I was late to make an art piece for Mashirao and Yuuga's birthdays in the last few days of the month but I really wanted to do something special for them so I wrote my first one shot on this blog.
I hope you all enjoyed reading it and Happy Birthday Mashirao and Yuuga
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