• ꒰ ۶ৎ ꒱ :: . dad!sukuna and dad!toji arguing about whose baby is cuter :: no cw fluff
sukuna and toji sat on the old benches outside at the park bickering as theyve done since they were just teenagers. the only difference was that now they both had a small baby girl on each of their laps.
you and tojis wife sat near a table farther away from them, chatting about motherhood as you heard their voices get higher and higher in volume.
“what do you think theyre arguing about now,” she asked, smiling at her husband with loving eyes.
“couldn’t really care less, they do this basically everyday,” you scoff, shaking your head.
you could hear their conversation slightly, both of you pausing to listen in.
“okay yeah your she is pretty cute but shes way fatter than my angel here,” sukuna said, gesturing to tsumikis chubby cheeks and tubby belly. “am i right kuni? youre way cuter than her,” sukuna said to his daughter, planting kisses all over her even chubbier face.
“okay yeah fuckface, she is a little bigger but shes still cuter. shes just been bulking since birth and thats perfectly fine.” toji said, smirking and crossing his arms smugly as if it makes complete sense.
“bulking? nah bro shes just fat, she probably doesnt even understand the concept of-“
sukuna was abruptly cut off as your hand met the back of his neck with a loud pop.
“ah, the fuck was that for?”
“dont talk about tsumiki like that and watch your language. to be fair, you were even bigger than her when you were a baby.”
toji tilted his head back and let out a loud cackle.
“how ‘bout that shit. ryomen was a fat ass baby, i’d love to see that.”
sukuna slapped tojis bicep, “shut the hell up.”