the cashier looked worried as kento rushes inside the establishment panting.
“hello...” he muttered as he catches his breath. holding out a little note with some rushed scribbling on it.
“hello, are you alright?” the cashier replies, clearly alarmed by his state.
“yes,” he makes a gesture on his hand signaling the woman to wait, “do you... do you happen to have a whole block of fondant?”
“a whole block—what do you need it for?” the woman looks up at him with a confused look.
“it’s my wife. my wife needs it.” he says finally steadying his breathing.
“a whole block of fondant seems a bit too much for baking...” the cashier replies.
“s’not for baking. my wife wants to eat it. please, i’ll pay you for how much you bought it...” he looks... desperate?
“right, let me bag it up for you...” the woman briefly leaving him and then quickly coming back.
“here you go, would that be all?”
“sprinkles. a whole bag of sprinkles.” he sighs.
“i don’t think we have anymore stock—”
“please... s’all i can do for her.”
the cashier leaves the register as she goes to the kitchen, coming back with a bag full of sprinkles.
“is this enough...?” she says holding out the bag for him to see.
“yes, thank you...” he let out a heavy breath as he pays for everything, leaving a big tip.
before he went inside your shared home, he checked everything on the list.
he opens the door to see you, quietly watching some cheesy romantic movie.
“hey, sweetheart.” he softly muttered, going straight to where you’re sat.
“hi, ken. where have you been?”
he doesn’t say anything as he pulls out everything he bought.
“whatever my wife and daughter wants, they get.” he whispers as he rubs soothing circles on your stomach.
you pout, your eyes getting glassy.
“kento, i love you... so much!”
“mhm. i love you, too. now stop crying, love.” he chuckles, using his handkerchief to wipe your tears away.
“it’s the hormones, okay? also, it’s still too early to know the gender... what do you mean by ‘daughter’...” your voice shaking as you sniffle.
“i just know that it will be a girl...” he kisses your forehead, placing a hand on your tummy. “now, now. enough crying and eat, dear. the whole bakery even gave me weird looks as i bought those. but, anything for my pretty girl.”
swu’s note: i saw a tiktok and figured that it’s perfect with kento n his pregnant wife. check out @/fromscratchbaker on tiktok !
