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you don’t know what to say. i mean, your boyfriend came back with two children, even claiming one of them was the from sorcerer killer, toji.

you look between the two children. the girl gives you a polite smile, along with a gentle wave. the boy however, looks away, putting his hands into his pockets.

“so you weren’t breaking your vow of less sweets?” you ask, but not looking away on the kids.

“yup! no vows broken over here! i’m an honorable man.” he puts a hand over his chest.

“that’s not true,” the boy speaks up, “he’s always taking us for ice cream even when we want normal food.”

your eye twitches at that. satoru is always complaining about stomach aches after eating to many sweets, even begging you to let him be the little spoon when the two of you cuddle so that you can hold his stomach!

satoru nervously laughs, “c’mon, the kids obviously lying, i’m super responsible!”

the boy scowls at satoru, flipping him off.

that gets a laugh out of you, satoru being flipped off by a child who barely reaches his stomach.

you crouch down towards the two kids, “hi kiddos, i’m,” you tell them your name, offering a smile, “i hope satoru hasn’t cause you any problems. i know how annoying he can be.”

that earns you a small ‘hey!’ from satoru. “it’s ok missy, he wasn’t that annoying! and i’m tsumiki, this is megumi!”

although megumi disagrees, “no, he was super annoying.” his face is so emotionless when he say that, but is voice tells the tale. yep, satoru definitely caused this kids some sort of trouble.

you don’t say anything but ruffle both the kids hair, causing megumi to groan, but tsumiki giggles.

“do you guys have plenty of clothes? what about toys and proper food?” you ask the last part, looking slightly at satoru.

“oh um. me and megumi have enough clothes to get us by. we just use the washing machine a lot.”

you were going to kill satoru. how long has he known these kids exactly? and why was the only thing he seemingly bought them was ice cream.

your eyebrows furrow, pout on your lips. “well that’s not good.” tsumiki shrugs in response, not really minding.

you walk up to satoru, wrapping your arms around his waist, “really,” he teases, “the kids are right here.” he wraps his arms around you, holding you close.

it doesn’t last for long, as you dig in his back pocket for his wallet and leave his arms.

“aha! got it. let’s go shopping for some new clothes.”

tsumiki giggles at the look of satoru’s face, while megumi grimaces, “gross.”

satoru thinks he should’ve left those two in their dingy apartment. well not really, he’s more than happy to get megumi out of any zenin clutches, and keeping him and tsumiki together.

but in this moment, he wishes he left them in their dingy apartment. because right now, he’s walking behind the three of you, tsumiki holding your hand, and megumi walking slightly behind your legs.

he can’t hear what she’s saying, but he can see tsumiki animatedly talking to you, using her free hand to exaggerate what she’s saying. he sees you reacting appropriately to each and every single thing the girl is saying.

he can also see megumi shaking his head at tsumiki when he disagrees with something she says. every time he shakes his head, you and tsumiki giggle with him.

but satorus fine, this will all be fine. eventually, you’ll get over the novelty of cute kids, and go back to giving your attention to your cute boyfriend, right?

wrong.

it’s been four month, and the kids still have all of your attention.

the first time satoru thought he was going to get some alone time with you, megumi got sick with the flu. he assumed that you would give him some medicine and continue on with the date that he planned to last all day.

he assumed wrong, because the second you found out megumi was sick. you made the boy homemade oden. he was furious! the first time satoru got sick, you completely avoided him because you claimed, “my immune system is as strong as ichiji!”

satoru only let it slide because the dig at ichiji was funny! but then he got upset again when you sent a digital card with a sad puppy dog on it saying, “get well soon, woof!”

not even a physical card! digital!!

he walks into megumis’ room, he’s lying on his bed with blankets covering him, a small wet rag on his forehead. but he’s not alone, you’re on the bed checking his temperature.

“how are you feeling megumiii?” satoru walks in, dragging out the boys name. megumi groans and gives satoru a stink face, “even worse.”

satorus face drops at your laughter. “babeeee. it’s not funny.” he whines, running into your arms, wrapping himself around you.

you out satorus face away from his face, kissing his forehead, “what a drama queen.” you tease. satoru doesn’t even mind, the fact that you’re giving him attention is enough.

“can you not? i’m sick enough.” megumi whines, rubbing his face with his tiny hand.

“don’t be jealous megumi. i get alll her kisses and affection!” satoru gloats as he rubs his face against your shoulder.

the boy rolls his eyes, “you’re not special. she kisses me and tsumiki good night when she thinks we’re sleeping.”

satoru gasps, “you’re lying right?” he looks towards you, “tell me this booger eater is lying!”

you suck your teeth awkwardly and that tell satoru everything. he get up from his position form on top of you, and walks back slowly.

“i just- i just need to go lie down.” he walks away.

megumi doesn’t care, rolling his eyes.

“can we finish the story?”

then something similar happened with tsumiki. this was only two weeks of knowing the kids.

the kids get back from school, and tsumiki has a rip on her shirt.

“hey miki, c’mere. what’s that?” you ask, pointing to her long sleeve.

tsumiki looks down at her sleeve, shrugging. “i don’t know. this is the shirt i wear the most so i’m not sure when this happened.”

tsumiki doesn’t care, it doesn’t bother her. but it bothers you.

even though you were able to convince her to let satoru you buy clothes, she still never wore them.

“what happened to the pretty clothes i got you hmm?” you ask, putting your hand against her face and rubbing her cheek.

tsumiki looks away, “i’m sorry. i just feel bad wearing it. you and mister toru bought us nice clothes and we don’t want them to mess up like our old stuff.”

satoru comes in, “what’s this about old stuff?” he asks, nosy.

tsumiki looks close to tears, like the thought of someone spending money on her for things she wants is wrong.

“tsumiki is worried that she and megumi will mess up the new stuff we got them.”

tsumiki nods, holding a hand over her teary eye, looking down.

“well that’s silly.”

tsumiki freezes and looks up. “huh?”

satoru just smiles and comes close to the two of you, crouching to meet tsumikis height.

“clothes are meant to be worn and loved. meant to be showed off to the world. what’s the point of having cool clothes if no one sees it?”

tsumiki doesn’t move, but you can see her thinking about it. “you’re right! thank you,” she shouts your name. she gives you a hug, running to her closet.

satorus mouth drops. “you??”

although you don’t seem shocked, “it’s probably because it sounded like something i would say.”

satoru grunted, it’s not like you were wrong, he was thinking about what you would tell the young girl.

“whatever,” he starts, “are you almost ready for our date?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows oddly.

“nope.”

“whaddya mean no!”

you smile at him, “tsumiki understands that the clothes she’s given is meant to be worn, not preserved. i’m going to take her shopping now that she knows that it’s ok to wear nice things.”

satoru hated how compassionate you were. he should’ve been out all day with you, spoiling you because he loves you.

but then satoru understood, you’re doing the same thing. you’re out here buying things and spoiling these kids because you love them.

satoru loves how compassionate you are. you probably wouldn’t have ended up petting him take you out after all the (honestly, really embarrassing) rejections.

ok, tsumiki can have you, just for today.

are you serious?!

satoru has been needing some really one on one time with you, he was hoping that when he came home after his week long mission, he would have your undivided attention.

but when he walks in the apartment, on a saturday night, he sees the love of his life with her love of her life. well, loves plural.

because satoru comes home to the sight of you, tsumiki and megumi on the couch. you’re in the middle, tsumiki on your left, megumi your left. both kids have an arm wrapped around you, megumis face is in your side and tsumiki has her head on your chest.

the t.v. is on, playing some children’s movie, it’s quiet. he figures the kids fell asleep first, and you turned it down.

‘so much for alone time.’ he thinks.

his thoughts seem annoyed, but his face has a soft smile. satoru can’t wait until the morning to see you guys. to see his family.

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