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This had to have been the cutest thing I’ve ever read
synopsis: a glimpse into a lighthearted evening with katsuki and your son.
pairing: timeskip!bakugou katsuki x f!reader
you walk through the door after a long day, the sound of your son’s high-pitched laughter and your husband’s grumbling filling the house.
it’s a sound you’ve grown used to, but every time you hear it, your heart still does a little flip. you know what you're walking into, but it never gets old.
as you step into the living room, the scene before you is exactly what you expected—and yet, it still makes your heart swell.
katsuki, still in his hero suit—his jacket unzipped, the fabric slightly crumpled, and his messy blond hair falling over his forehead—is holding your son upside down by his ankle.
your son is kicking his legs wildly in the air, his small face lit up with pure joy, as if he’s having the time of his life.
"oi, stop moving around so much!" katsuki warns, his voice rough, yet there's a protective edge to it as he tries to steady s/n.
your son squirms, clearly enjoying every second of his father’s “toughening up” session.
you can't help but smile, leaning against the doorframe with a raised eyebrow, your voice teasing as you watch the scene unfold.
“katsuki,” you say, a playful lilt in your tone, “are you sure that’s safe?”
he shoots you a side glance, but his lips twitch up despite himself. “he’s fine,” he mutters, looking back down at s/n. “I’m makin’ him tough.”
your son giggles loudly, completely ignoring the position he is. he’s in his element, having the time of his life.
“more, dad!” s/n calls out, his little face flushed with excitement, his hands waving in the air like he could take flight.
katsuki raises an eyebrow.
“you’re a little monster, aren’t you?” he asks, but there’s a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. he lets your s/n squirm for a moment before lifting him even higher into the air.
s/n lets out a delighted shriek, his tiny hands stretching out, as if he’s about to grab the clouds. his little voice fills the room with energy, and you can’t help but laugh.
“that enough?” katsuki groans as if exasperated, but the pride in his voice is undeniable. he lifts s/n even higher, causing him to laugh even harder.
the room is filled with the sound of your son's giddy shrieks and katsuki’s grumbling, but it’s clear your son wouldn’t have it any other way.
then, without missing a beat, your s/n’s small hand reaches out toward you. “mama!” he calls out, his voice tinged with desperation, though it’s clear he still wants to play.
you smile warmly, walking over and holding your arms out. katsuki looks at you, an eyebrow raised as he steps back, but there’s a soft smile hidden beneath his usual scowl.
s/n melts into your arms as soon as you scoop him up, his small head resting comfortably against your shoulder. “missed you!” he grins, finally finding his comfort zone.
you kiss the top of his head gently, enjoying the warmth of his tiny form pressed against you.
"now, now, kid," katsuki mutters as he steps closer, crossing his arms.
his usual scowl is still there, but his eyes are soft as he looks at you and your son. “that’s my wife, not yours.”
you smile up at him.
"well, husband, I think you’ve done enough training for today,” you reply softly, holding s/n son with one arm while reaching out to touch his hand with the other. “let’s give him a break, yeah?”
katsuki looks down at you for a moment, his expression unreadable, but his eyes soften ever so slightly.
without saying a word, he steps closer, his fingers brushing against yours before he pulls you into a quick, tender kiss on the forehead.
“fine, you win,” he mutters, but his voice is laced with warmth. you can feel it in the way his hand lingers on your arm, like he’s not quite ready to let go.
but just as you start to relax, you feel a sudden surge of movement. before you can react, katsuki sweeps you up, pulling you off the couch in one smooth motion.
“katsuki!” you laugh, startled, but it’s no use. he’s already got both you and your son in his arms. “what are you—?” you start to say, but katsuki is grinning like a man on a mission.
“time for some fun,” he grins, effortlessly tossing both you and your son onto the bed with a playful, mischievous glint in his eyes.
you squeal as you bounce on the soft mattress, s/n giggling uncontrollably as he lands beside you, his little arms flailing as he falls.
“katsuki!” you protest, but you can’t keep the smile off your face as s/n’s laughter fills the room. you know you’ve lost this battle.
he stands at the edge of the bed, arms crossed, watching the two of you with an amused smirk. “told you I’m the one in charge around here,” he says, his voice light as he watches his family.
you laugh, shaking your head, even though you're still trying to catch your breath from the surprise.
your son, ever the protector, crawls over to you with determination, his tiny hands pushing against the mattress as he tries to get between you and katsuki, his little face furrowed in concentration.
“stop!” he cries, as if his small body can somehow shield you from your husband’s playful advances.
katsuki, however, isn’t phased in the slightest. he watches his son with a chuckle, leaning down just enough to tickle his sides.
s/n bursts into peals of laughter, his chubby legs kicking in the air, clearly unable to escape his father’s grip. “ahh! no!” your son giggles, trying to squirm away, but the tickling continues relentlessly.
you can’t help but laugh too, your heart swelling with affection for both of them as you watch the playful scene unfold.
but before you can fully enjoy the moment, katsuki suddenly stops, his smirk widening. “you think you can protect her?” he taunts, his tone teasing.
he continues to tickle your son with a bit more vigor, making him roll off the bed in a heap of giggles.
your son’s laughter continues to echo through the room as he tumbles off the side, landing with a soft thud on the floor, still giggling like nothing happened.
“katsuki!” you exclaim, half-exasperated and half-amused, but there’s no real anger in your voice.
katsuki, meanwhile, doesn’t miss a beat. with one swift motion, he crawls onto the bed, his body hovering over yours.
“now you’re mine,” your husband says, but s/n doesn’t let him revel in the victory for long, as he hangs onto katsuki for dear life, letting out his own series of war cries.
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