This is a cute request I have it’s going like um like reader had given birth and the baby is the spitting image of Naoya (he expected now less from his kid lmfao) and now the kid is like 6 or 7 months old and Naoya just prances around the estate holding the baby and showing him off like “this is my baby. He’s 6 months old and he don’t play. Just like his daddy. Watch out people.” like he’s very proud he and his wife created someone😂😂 and reader is just like “what have I done😭”
husband!naoya being a proud dad
->fluff | no warnings, naoya slightly ooc
9 months in your womb making you suffer, and the bundle of joy still looks like his asshole of a father. your labour as a first time mother was by no means easy, 10 hours of long, torturous contractions and misery. but now? looking at the sweet infant cooing in your arms, it all seemed like a minuscule price to pay.
your husband was clear when he married you that he was a cold man. naoya zenin doesn’t do feelings, doesn’t do empathy, doesn’t truly care about anything other than himself. as a result, you fully expecting that the burden of caring for your little child would fall solely onto you, and for the first month you were right.
the first month was the hardest for you, your sore, tender tits from providing for the baby almost took you out, the incessant screaming and wailing throughout the night almost buried you. the servants helped, of course, but in the zenin clan the mother was the primary caretaker.
under your nurturing care, the babe grew steadily, but the more he grew, the more you realised (whether with disgust or amusement) that your genes had almost completely given up when it came to your son’s appearance. dark, black hair, an almost judgmental stare and a sort of feminine rosiness to his cheeks. your baby was a splitting image of naoya.
things with the workload finally shifted after you fell into a bout of illness not long after giving birth. the family physician had been summoned, and had declared that your body was still frail from the labours of motherhood, recommending ample bed rest and recuperation. normally, servants would have been called in to nanny for a child of the zenin, but to your surprise, your husband had flatly refused.
this was his firstborn child, leave him in the care of a mere servant? Naoya didn’t think it would be hard to handle the baby for a week or two, after all he had watched you ‘manage’ for a month. surely he could do it.
two weeks of spending almost every waking moment with his son and it’s safe to say it: naoya loved that little snot. he knew everything about the baby’s health down to the second he was born. even after you had made a full recovery, father and son seemed to be connected by the hip. to your greatest amusement, you watched as your husband carried your son almost everywhere, giving him a seat on his lap during clan dinners and showing the baby off to almost everyone in the estate.
“goodness, Lord Zenin, he really is such a beautiful child,” the aunts would coo.
“of course,” he would reply, before rolling his eyes and continuing haughtily, “he’s a fusion of my wife and I,”
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