Hey there! 🫡 May I please request Dad!Tatsu (from the way of the house husband) dealing with his daughter's (the reader's) first period (everything platonic)? 😬 And then the reader is pretty calm about it (even though it she's in pain) but Tatsu is freaking out and Miku isn't home, etc. 😭😭
I'm extremely sorry for taking so long to post this, anon!
It's been a bit of a roller coaster here the past few weeks due to family stuff going on. Also, admittedly... I was a bit nervous/paranoid that I kept making Tatsu a bit out of character while I was writing. Hopefully that's not the case, though! Because despite my love for Way of the Househusband, Tatsu's lingo/way with words are a bit challenging to recreate (in the best way possible) lol ^^
With all that being said : I love this idea so much, anon! I honestly had a lot of fun writing this, so thank you for your request! I also kinda used a little bit of inspiration from my own personal experience except I didn't stay as composed as Reader does lol Anyway.... I hope you enjoy! (:
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Platonic!Dad!Tatsu X Platonic!Daughter!Reader
Period Pains, Rough Times
The moment your mother had mentally prepared you for had finally arrived, yet you couldn’t help the feeling of dread wash over you.
The last thing you wanted to do was break the news to your father. You knew how he was, how he’d make a bigger deal out of the situation than was necessary.
But with a dwindling supply of feminine products left in the bathroom due to your Mom forgetting to restock and the discomfort in your lower abdomen slowly intensifying, you grit your teeth and reluctantly made your way towards the kitchen.
Standing in the doorway, you watched as your father skillfully blended a bowl of ingredients together, most likely intended for dinner later.
“Is Mom on her way home?” You inquired, looking at the clock on the wall.
“She’s gonna be late tonight, said her boss has some unfinished business left to tend to and your mother is in charge of the dirty work like usual.” Tatsu answered as he transferred the mixture into a baking pan.
“Oh…” you trailed off, gently clutching your stomach as another wave of cramps wracked your body.
Noticing the pained expression on your face, Tatsu turned his full attention to you.
“What’s going on? Ya look like you got gutted by a rival organization”
“It’s nothing serious. Just…. Can we go shopping?” You replied, choosing to ignore his less than flattering comparison.
“We just came back from running errands.” He retorted while raising an eyebrow to your seemingly odd behavior.
“I know that, but...” You paused.
“I forgot some items that I need for something important.”
“We can go later.” Tatsu replied nonchalantly.
“I need them sooner than later.” You argued, hoping to get the urgency across without having to elaborate.
“What’s up, kid?” He asked, concern lacing his words.
“Nothing.” Your attempt at maintaining a calm demeanor failed as the sharp ache caused you to hunch other slightly.
“It’s gotta be something.”
“I need pads and medicine for cramps because I just got my period” you finally explained, knowing there was no sense in prolonging the inevitable.
A deafening silence filled the room as your father seemed frozen in place.
“Dad?” You spoke softly after a few minutes, snapping the man back to life. Tatsu raced over to you, gently grabbing your shoulders and leaning down to look you in the eyes.
“Don’t worry, (Name). There ain’t no way I’m gonna allow some punk to knock my little girl down.”
“Uh, Dad… it’s a period. Not a bully.”
“Welcome! Can I help you find anything today?” The cheerful store clerk greeted as the new customer entered the store.
“I know you’re pushing product here. So tell me, where do you hide the good stuff?”
The clerk stared at Tatsu like he was crazy, completely unprepared for such a direct and unusual question.
After his numerous failed attempts of contacting Miku at work, Tatsu realized that he would have to procure the appropriate personal care items on his own. Although this was previously uncharted territory for the ex-yakuza member, he vowed since the day you were born that his parental duties would always be of the utmost importance. Even more than his dedication to being a proper househusband.
“Ya know… the special pills designed for ladies. I need the best you’ve got, no cuttin’ corners.”
After an awkward conversation with her manager, Tatsu was directed to the correct isle and recommended the ‘best of the best’ medications for dealing with menstrual cramps.
But now, the Immortal Dragon was face-to-face with yet another monumental challenge : choosing the correct sanitary napkins.
‘We’re sorry, the person you are trying to reach is not available-‘
Yet another call sent straight to voicemail. Miku had always been considerate of her husband, making sure to purchase her own feminine products at that time of the month. This was something Tatsu was now regretting, wishing he had paid closer attention to the brands and styles his wife preferred.
Wings or no wings? Scented or unscented? Ultra thin or maxi? What about sizing?
“Pardon me, sir? Do you need any help?” Another poor, unsuspecting clerk asked as she approached him.
“Yeah.” The girl instantly regretted all of her previous life choices as Tatsu turned towards her, package of pads in hand, an intimidating smile plastered on his face. “These a good brand for absorbing large amounts of blood? Can’t have a single drop ruining the interior, if ya catch my drift.”
An hour passed before your bedroom door creaked open. Sitting up, you watched as a disheveled Tatsu entered.
“Dad? What happened?! Are you okay?” You asked, genuinely worried about your father.
“Don’t you start pitying me, (Name). I ain't dead yet. And even though it wasn’t easy, I’ll gladly take a bullet for my kid any day. What’s important is….” Extending his arm, he handed you a shopping bag filled with medicine and a few different kinds of feminine products. “I got the goods.”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t home sooner, honey. Today must have been rough for you.” Miku cooed as she rushed into your room, pulling you into a comforting embrace.
“It’s okay, Mom. It actually wasn’t that terrible. Dad got me everything I needed, and even agreed to make some chocolate cookies tonight for dessert.” You replied as you returned the hug.
“That’s great to hear, I’m so proud of how strong and mature you are.” Miku smiled and kissed your forehead.
“I guess Tacchan is the only one who had a rough day, then.” She mumbled, more to herself than to you, as she made her way back towards the door.
Stopping mid-step, your mother sheepishly glanced back at you. “Let’s just say we can no longer shop at the nearby drugstore with your Dad anymore. Now hurry and wash your hands. Dinner is almost ready.”
With that, Miku exited your room and left you to reflect on just how grateful you were to have such an eccentric yet well-intentioned father.
I hope this is good enough, and that Tatsu isn't too ooc ^^"
Once again, thank you so much for the request, lovely anon! I hope you and everyone else has a wonderful day ❤️
