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𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: 𝔸 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕪 𝕞𝕖𝕘𝕦𝕞𝕚 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕛𝕚 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪’𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕜
You knew something was wrong the moment you heard megumi sneeze.
Normally Megumi would already be babbling from his playpen or dragging his stuffed bunny across the floor. Instead, he was curled into a little ball on the couch beside Toji, cheeks pink, tiny nose stuffy.
Toji looked just as miserable.
His arm was draped protectively over Megumi, but his eyes were half-lidded and glassy, dark hair falling messily into his face. When you stepped closer, he glanced up at you with the weakest scowl you’d ever seen.
“…You got more tissues?” he muttered hoarsely.
You blinked. “Oh my god. You’re both sick.”
Megumi sniffled at the sound of your voice and immediately reached for you with grabby hands.
Your heart melted instantly. You scooped him up, feeling the warmth of his little feverish body against your chest. He clung to your shirt like a koala, burying his face in your shoulder with a pitiful whine.
Toji watched with narrowed eyes.
“Traitor,” he rasped to his son.
You looked down at him. “You’re jealous of a baby right now?”
“I’m sick,” he grumbled. “Don’t judge me.”
Within an hour the situation had gotten worse.
Megumi refused to leave your side. If you tried to set him down, he whimpered and stretched his arms toward you again.
And Toji—normally the most independent man alive—was hovering behind you like a giant shadow.
You were standing at the stove trying to make soup when you felt arms wrap around your waist from behind.
“I’m cold,” he mumbled into your shoulder.
Megumi, perched on your hip, immediately frowned at the sight of his father hugging you and leaned forward with a small protesting noise.
Toji raised an eyebrow. “Kid’s jealous.”
“He’s sick,” you said, trying not to laugh.
Megumi reached out and grabbed a fistful of Toji’s shirt, refusing to let go, which effectively trapped all three of you together in the middle of the kitchen.
You looked down at the baby.
Then at the giant man clinging to your back.
“…I have two sick babies.”
Toji scoffed weakly. “I’m not a baby.”
Right on cue he sneezed directly into your shoulder.
Eventually you managed to herd both of them onto the couch under a pile of blankets.
Megumi was tucked into your side, small fingers clutching your sleeve while his bunny rested under his chin. Toji lay stretched out beside you, one arm thrown across your lap like he needed physical confirmation you were still there.
Neither of them wanted to move.
You brushed your fingers through Megumi’s soft hair, then reached over to press a cool cloth to Toji’s forehead.
He cracked one eye open. “You’re spoiling him.”
“You’re literally getting the same treatment.”
“Yeah, but he’s getting more sympathy.”
Megumi made a sleepy little sound and curled deeper into your side.
Toji watched the baby for a moment before his expression softened. He reached over and lightly rubbed Megumi’s back with his thumb.
“…Tough kid,” he murmured.
“Just like his dad?” you teased quietly.
Toji snorted weakly. “Yeah. Unfortunately.”
The room settled into quiet again—just the sound of sniffles, soft breathing, and the faint hum of the heater.
Eventually Megumi fell asleep against you.
A few minutes later, Toji did too.
And there you were—pinned between a feverish baby and a grown man who weighed twice as much, both of them clinging to you like you were the only thing keeping them together.
You wouldn’t trade your two needy boys for anything.
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