request: [anon] hii !! just wanted to say that i absolutely L O V E your work !! and for the headcanon idea,, since i’ve been experiencing baby fever lately why not do tokrev daddies?
synopsis: put some babies in your life and take away the drama.
featuring: ran haitani, ryuguuji ken, shinichiro sano.
genre:fluff.
note: can you tell my daddy issues went hard when writing ran lol
—ran haitani
babies weren’t part of his plan.
yes he’s always been good at the raising part and somehow, babies were never exactly scared of him.
he didn’t know if it was because he looked like a doll with his braids when he was younger, but babies immediately liked him.
having one of his own when he joined bonten was life changing—same as when he met you and married you.
“careful ran, she just fell asleep.” your soft voice and the way you gently handed your husband your newborn baby girl was something ran would never be able to forget.
his hands were shaking, a lump in his throat that he tried to swallow ever since you went into labor. he tried to fight back the tears when he saw you begging him to stay next to you when you were pushing your precious baby girl, promised to pull himself together when he finally heard her small cry—but this way beyond him.
“hold her ran, she wants to meet you.” she does? a part of him felt like he wasn’t ready to meet her yet. what if she didn’t like him? what if she thought he looked scary with the tattoo on his neck?
all his anxieties disappeared the moment his arms cradled his baby girl to his chest like she was the most fragile and precious thing in the world, his tired eyes staring down at her with so much warmth you felt your own chest tickle at the sight.
ran was finally a dad.
“hey there,” you’ve never heard ran’s voice sound so hesitant, almost as if he was scared of talking to the baby girl he helped creating. the pad of his finger brushed her cheek, admiring the way her eyelashes, her nose that already resembled her fathers and her lips that were definitely yours.
manjiro smiled, but even as he did, ken could see his mouth trembling as it was forced into a line and when manjiro spoke, he began to wish he hadn’t.
“smile for me one last time, kenchin.”
the wobbling of manjiro’s voice made ken’s resolve falter, but there was no going back now.
“smile with me, mikey.” ken found himself demanding. “it’s not fair if I’m alone.”
manjiro’s lips trembled again as he opened his mouth slowly, broken voice agreeing to ken’s terms.
“okay.”
“on the count of three then,”
“okay.”
ken and manjiro count down (until the ends of their lives).
“one,”
“two,”
they lock eyes and declare together, “three.”
ken was happy to make out manjiro’s smile as his life flashed before his eyes and his lips stretched wider. at least he got the one thing he’s wished for so long since.
