#daddy hawks

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Hawks x reader | Crackish, Fluff

Reader is afab | Keigo and Y/n are parents🥺

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You hear a loud pop from across the living room. Spinning around to see keigo resting his hand agents his lower back stretching backwards. “Oof, shit” he ground. Keigo winces, that makes you panic a little. All these years of hero work has finally been catching up with him. You just hope they’re not catching up too fast. “Oh! Baby are you okay?” You ask walking over to him. He just sighs and turns around. “Baby, be honest. Am I getting old?” Keigo asked with a tired smile. You walk up to him and caress his cheek.

His body’s been so bet and batterd over the years. Only for him to walk bullets off like scrapes. And stab wounds like paper cuts. The time he dislocated his arm when fighting a villain. Then, he popped it back into place. The time he got three slugs to the abdomen. Then, he got them removed and checked himself out the hospital the next day. Now, his arm is sore every morning. Now, his right leg will try to give out when he runs. But that doesn’t stop him from picking Ken'ichi and Koharu up and spin them around like they’re weightless. That doesn’t stop him from running around the corner and catch me by surprise. So he can throw me in the pool just to hear me squeal. So yes he is getting old. But the best kind of old. I smile, moving some graying blond hair out of Keigo’s face. “No baby.” I say, rubbing his lower back. “Are you sure?” Keigo asked me. Cocking in eyebrow. He wrapped his arms around my waist. “Yes I’m sure. I have the baby bump to prove it! Your as fit as a fiddle.” I pull him in close and kiss his lips. Keigo chuckles into the kiss, moving a hand down and squeezes my ass.

“WHAT!?” We both facepalm when we hear Koharu scream from the hall. This isn’t how we wanted to tell them. “Go to bed!” Keigo yells. He scoffs dramatically resting his head on my shoulder. “So much of that surprise.” I laugh. “I’m sorry love, I know you were excited to tell them.” Keigo rubbed his hands up and down my shoulders to comfort me. “Its okay. I know it’s usually a big deal when a pregnancy isn’t revealed as planned. But I honestly couldn’t care less how they find out. My children are so loud and bubbly, all thanks to my loud and bubbly husband! You just radiate energy off of each other. At first that happy, bubbly, energy was a facade of yours. But now it’s real! The day Ken'ichi was born your smile was so real. You were so happy!Then after we eloped that smile only got bigger!” I laughed. Wrapped my arms back around keigo’s neck. “I was born out of wedlock!?” Ken'ichi yelled from down the hall. Keigo’s eyes widen in disbelief. He whips around and makes his way down the hall. “Go to bed!” He says. I fallow after him. Watching as he picks Ken'ichi up fireman’s carry style. “Hay!” Ken'ichi laughs. As Keigo carries him upstairs. “What was he like when I was born?” Koharu asked. I giggled “Even more excited, and even more joyful!” I wrap my arms around her in a tight hug. Fallowing after her father leading her to her room. Koharu smiles and snugs into me.

Keigo brings Ken'ichi into his room and WWE slams him on the bad. “Bedtime bitch!” Keigo says trying to hold in a laugh. Ken'ichi is losing it, I don’t know if he’s laughing for at the bodyslam that was just served to him. Or the fact his dad just cussed at him. Keigo walks up to Koharu and dose the same to her. “Bedtime!” Keigo yells. I can’t contain my laughter. As Keigo goes back around in the same order to kiss Ken'ichi and Koharu on the head goodnight. And softly shuts they’re doors. Keigo walks back over to me calmly“you were saying?” He asks. I have a bit of a giggle fit before taking a breath and continuing form earlier. “I was saying, I don’t care how they find out. Because the best parts of my life came from what didn’t go to plan. Like just now!” I smile and kiss keigo on the lips. “Why were you so desperate to get them to bed?” I asked cocking an eyebrow. Keigo takes my head and starts walking me to our room. “Well I was expecting you to say ‘yes you are getting old’ then I’d say ‘oh ya? Can an old man do this?’ Then I was going to pick you up and take you to our room and fu-“ “Keigo! Shh!” I giggle. Ken'ichi and Koharu can definitely hear us. “To loud?” He whispered. “A little.” I giggled.

Dealing with a bratty s/o isn't always easy, thankfully, Keigo has being a dom down packed. Thank me later....? *awkward laughs* This is softcore as heck but enjoy! I may be slightly intoxicated so excuse the typos. I'll correct it in the morning 😭😭😭😭

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There wasn't a lot of arguing over things between Takami Keigo and his lover, but when it did happen, it was over tiny reasons. Like today. The No. 2 Hero may have possibly forgotten to bring his sweet lover ice cream on her request.

"Just a tub of vanilla ice cream if that's okay with you, love." She said as she leaned in to give the blond a quick kiss on his way out for the day. She lived close enough from his agency that he would frequently visit her whenever he had the chance for snacks she made, just a few kisses, maybe a quickie. He always made time.

So six hours later, [y/n] was a little bit peeved. Not even a single text saying that he would be late. He was due to get off in a few more hours. He hadn't even stopped by on his break. She had checked the news, nothing serious was happening around locally.

"I swear I'm going to pluck that man's feathers and roast him for the family later this year." She muttered in annoyance as several more hours rolled by.

"I don't think I'd taste very good."

[Y/n] jumped from where she was, sitting at her kitchen table. Speak of the devil, and he doth appear. "I don't know, there's always a first."

He chuckled as he walked out from the mudroom at the door, free of his boots and jacket, and with hands behind his back. His feathers were still full and shiny, indicating he didn't have much to deal with today.

"What's wrong chickadee?" His voice carried the tone as if he already knew he was in trouble.

"What's wrong? What's wrong is that I asked if you could bring me ice cream today, and you didn't. I get you can tend to be busy, but not even a text?"

"I'm sorry," he sighed, running his hand through his messy hair, "I neglected too much paperwork during the week, and I paid for it today."

His lover stayed silent, opting to stare down the patterns of the grain in the wood of her table. She was irritated and she knew if she gave him an inch, he would take a mile.

"I brought ice cream?" He said with a nervous smile, revealing a tub of her favorite vanilla ice cream, made fresh with vanilla beans locally. She wanted to cave so bad but she turned her head with a pout.

"I don't want ice cream anymore."

Keigo stared at her with an incredulous expression for a moment before sighing and making his way over to her kitchen draw, retrieving a spoon and then taking over her couch. His large red wings spread out behind him. "Fine by me, I'll just eat it then."

"Takami you are so damn frustrating!" Her hands smacked the table as she pushed herself up and stomped over to him.

"Ah huh, and so are you. I still brought ice cream. You can at least eat it when you want it again. I did apologize. But suit yourself." He said as he scooped a spoonful of ice cream for himself and made a show of licking it off the spoon it one swipe.

[Y/n] could only grunt in frustration. "I don't want it!"

His golden eyes narrowed as he reached out to grab her wrist and yank her onto his lap in a straddling position. His hand snaked around her lower back and pressed her against him as his lips crashed down on hers.

The shock of being pulled into his lap made her gasp, making the kiss easy to let the still melting ice cream slip past his lips and into hers. She tried to push away from him, wanting to be stubborn and deny the sweet treat.

His other hand that held the spoon was left in the ice cream container for favor or grabbing her throat and running his thumb that was pressed against her throat up and down. This caused her to swallow involuntarily. The whimper that left her from his actions caused him to grunt roll his hips into her, his cock swelling at how easy it was to make her submit.

Finally satisfied that she had a taste, he smirked against her lips and pulled back, allowing her to breath. He locked eyes with her flushed face, and with a voice so velvety low, he spoke words that made her forget all about her bratty attitude. "You're going to eat this ice cream, whether by yourself or force fed by me. Is that understood, baby girl?"

Too lost in the aftermath of that heated kiss, she could only whimper and nod. She wanted to deny him, but the heat pooling in between her legs stopped her. He had caused a problem, and if she made him mad, he would leave her high and dry.

He leaned down and whispered against her lips, "Now that's a good girl," before going in for another deep kiss, large hands reaching for her plush ass and squeezing. His fingers snaked under the thin fabric of her shorts and pulled her cheeks apart, making it easier for the moans to tumble from her mouth as he rutted up into her soaked heat. His tongue swirled around hers, still tasting the cream on her tongue before pulling back and admiring how she melted faster than the ice cream. "Once you're done with your dessert, then I'll have mine."

He reached over to scoop another spoonful of ice cream onto the spoon and presented it to her. Without hesitation, her tongue darted out to lazily lap up the thick treat before taking the whole spoon into her mouth, all while lidding eyes glazed with lust stared into his.

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