#{{so cute}}

fluff - baby!gumi hitting dad!toji because of his loud snoring

it starts with a snort.

then a snore.

then a series of snorts that sound like a pig gargling marbles through a megaphone.

you blink drowsily at the ceiling.

on the other side of the bed, toji is dead asleep. flat on his back. arms splayed like a crimecene victim in criminal minds. mouth wide open. snoring like his soul is trying to escape through his nose.

in between the two of you, your squishy toddler is wide awake.

megumi is sitting up in his frog footie pajamas, blinking solemnly in the dark like a tiny owl. he has been very patient.

until now.

“baby,” you whisper, “it’s okay. daddy’s just sleeping loud.”

megumi looks at you. then back at toji.

another snore rips through the room like a pig rooting around for food.

megumi frowns.and then, with the unflinching judgement of someone who has had enough-

he raises one tiny hand… and slaps toji directly in the face.

SMACK.

you gasp.

toji jerks awake instantly, arms flailing like he’s under attack. “THE FUCK-“

megumi blinks.

toji blinks.

you are about to pass out, trying hard not to laugh.

“he hit me,” toji says blankly, rubbing his cheek. “the gremlin actually hit me.”

“you were snoring too loud,” you whisper, tears forming from suppressed giggles.

megumi just stares at toji. expression deadpan. fists clenched together like he’s about to summon mahoraga. he says absolutely nothing.

toji squints at him. “what’re you, the snore police?”

megumi blinks again.

snorts.

toji throws his head back against the pillow. “fuckin’ hell. my own kid’s got hands.”

“maybe don’t sound like a dying chainsaw, then.”

“i’ve been working all day. i’m exhausted. i have sinus issues. it’s a medical condition.”

“excuses, fushiguro.”

megumi crawls over to your side and curls against your chest like a sleepy burrito with his little thumb in his mouth. his tiny eyebrows furrowed, like he’s judging both of you. (he is).

you kiss megumi’s hair. “go to sleep, baby. we’ll ignore daddy’s noisy nose problems.”

“rude.”

five minutes pass.

toji starts snoring again.

megumi lifts his head.

you grab his tiny hand midair before he smacks toji again.

“no more violence, please.”

megumi grunts.

you swear it sounds like “tsk.”

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