#cg!nanami

Baby’s routine ᵎ!ᵎ

Cg!Kento Nanami x FEM!little!reader

Wc: 835

Warnings: none/not proof read

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Kento was a man of strict and perfection and of course that translated on his precious girl

Kento always started out the night with some soft playtime toys and tea parties with daddy and your stuffies something to focus your mind really well

“Noooo daddy that’s not bear’s tea! That froggy’s tea!” You pouted moving the cup over to your nearly folded frog stuffed animal

“I apologize little one it will not happen again” he responded gently patting the frogs head. Even his perfection translated onto you sometimes

After a good playtime you were always starving for something

It would be sudden but that’s how he knew you were following routine you could be in the middle of dress up and immediately want dinner

“Dada I’m hungry” you cooed gently taking a sip of your sippy cup watching over your toys not even making eye contact

“What are you hungry for?” He asked softly gently moving your head to face him

“I dunnoooo” you lulled flopping into his lap and resting your head on his chest softly

“How about daddy gets some grilled chicken and some macaroni with a veggie?” He asked softly putting a hand on your tummy

“And and and chips” you said messing with his hand gently

“Yes baby girl and chips don’t forget your chips” he smiled giving you a soft kiss

After a couple of minutes of securing the fact you were going to be okay while he makes dinner he leaves you to playing and sets off to make dinner

Kento was a good cook he always made what you wanted just right always enough to satisfy what his special girl wanted

It didn’t take long for dinner to be done and Kento to get searching for you

You knew it was dinner time when you felt daddy pick you up gently carrying you to the kitchen

You giggled up at him as he set you on his thigh giving you bites of dinner making sure your finished alll of your veggies he would also take a few bites of his own dinner making sure he wasn’t neglecting his own needs

After a successful dinner you always begged for a dessert usually anything you and him and baked up days before and still had some of

“I want cookie!” You exclaimed as he gently wiped your face after putting you plates in the sink

“How about after bathtime?” He responded softly not denying your request but making sure you had to work for it, a good bathtime ment a cookie as a reward

you nodded with a little grin popping your pacifier back in your mouth as Kento sat you down on the floor to get the bath running

You could smell your bath every time your calming lavender and vanilla bubble bath filling the apartment as you waited patiently for bathtime

After hearing the faucet stop is when you saw Kento reemerge from the bathroom to come collect his dirty little baby

“Come on let’s get you smelling good” he teased taking any hairstyle he had put in your hair out

Bathtime was great it was quiet just you and daddy in your home, you probably babbling as he nodded scrubbing you down cleaning your scalp all while trying to avoid a soap in the eye fiasco

After bathtime was always best. You were all clean and felt fresh like a flower Kento drying you down and putting a soft lotion over your body giving you soft kisses the whole time

You usually wore one of two things to bed an old big shirt of Kento’s or a onesie today you felt extra comfy so and old T-shirt acted as pj’s for the sweetest princess herself

Kento carried you into the kitchen finally giving you that cookie you earned watching you hum softly biting into the sweet and even giving him a small bite of your dessert

After the most tasking parts of the night it was time to wind the baby down

He started off with getting your favorite books of the week down reading them to you softly, you curled your body into a little ball nodding along to the books your daddy’s soft voice lulling you

Once Kento noticed you finally getting tired meant bottle and bedtime

You’d sit on the couch watching whatever soft low stimulation cartoon of the night played as Kento poured a bottle of milk heating it up just right in the microwave

Kento would hold you quietly not saying a word while you sucked back the bottle eyes glued to the tv slowly blinking heavier and heavier

After you finished the warm soothing bottle you were absolutely knocked out Kento would grab your stuffie which ever one you had been carrying around all night and your favorite ratty old blanket and carry you off to bed all tuckered out

“Good night my sweet baby girl..” he’d coo softly giving you a little kiss as he carried you down the hallway…right on routine

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