Pretty Little Baby
As previously established, Little Miss Nanami, the daughter of the household, was her father's cherished princess, and won't take no for an answer.
When she was old enough to sit in front of him, she would always be going out with him on his motorbike in the night, and no matter how tired he is, he always made time for this little excursion at night.
Even if it was a 'boring errand' like going to the bank or the pharmacy, she will not let his bike exit the house without her perched on it, giggling loudly.
You were quite certain she had now been on this bike more times than you had since her birth. Kento would always say with a straight face whenever you mentioned about going outside that he will ring the doorbell and then you can come downstairs, and 'no kids allowed'. And you tried to ignore the little wink, or more like a fierce shutting of both her eyes, she gave her dad, which would be her ticket to the next ride.
However, when she was four years old, she developed a strange habit. Every time she went out on the bike, almost five minutes later she'd be dozing off. Since she was sitting on the front, you could not hold her up, and the first time she did it, Kento nearly lost balance trying to take a quick turn without letting his little girl fall off.
Ever since then, you'd tell her not to go, but she'd look at you as if you just told her you hate her, and then would happily get on the bike. And boom, five minutes later, despite the speeding wind and roar of the city, she'd be fast asleep, her father's arms protecting her from toppling over.
Once, you tried holding her in your arms, but you found it impossible to manage a sleeping kid and yourself on a speeding bike simultaneously.
One winter's night, he was requested with puppy eyes to take his girl out to restock her candy, and then pulling on his jacket, he scooped her in his arms and left.
When he came back home fifteen minutes later, you went downstairs to receive him. As he brought the bike inside the garage, you expected him to be carrying your daughter, drooling in her deep sleep, but instead her head was safely placed against his chest. On closer inspection, you found that she was inside his jacket. Like a kangaroo.
"Wait, wait." You instructed him, and his hands froze on their way to his zip. "Let me take a picture first."
When you snapped your picture, he then answered your questioning gaze. "She fell asleep," he began, zipping open his jacket to carefully pull her out, still dozing, "and then I stopped my bike by the roadside."
You had her turn and face you, you smiled to yourself, putting the pieces together, coming to scoop her, and then with her arms around you, you zipped the jacket around her.
"Like a kangaroo."
You two looked down at the four-year-old, who was now wiggling against you, drowsy eyes focused on yours. "Papa kept me safe."
"Like he always does," you answered, following him into the house. "But don't you ever fall asleep on a bike again, okay? What if you'd gotten hurt?"
"Papa will save me," came the drowsy reply. "Papa's..."
You didn't get a complete answer as she was already off into the valley of her dreams, and then Kento's laugh snapped you out of focus.
"Looks like I better keep this jacket out all winter."
"You shouldn't take her out anymore now," you worriedly said.
"Is it out of jealousy or concern?"
"Concern, of course. What if she disbalances you?"
"But I can't leave her behind either. It isn't fun going out without her."
You raised an eyebrow. "How do you even keep her in your arms is beyond me..."
"Like mother, like daughter. I've had practice."
You gave him an annoyed glare while he smiled at you. You sighed, "Then, I trust her with you. As always." Your eyes glinted up. "I'll send this picture to the group, let's see-"
"Don't." he dragged a hand down his face. "I'm not ready for Gojo's comments. Just send it to me."
When you came into the bedroom, late at night after clearing the kitchen, father and daughter hugging each other in sleep, you found his phone screen glow, and peered into it, barely suppressing your cuteness aggression.
His new lock screen was the picture you took of the two of them.
*****
The next morning, a message came from the group, and with blurry eyes, you looked at it, with a caption from Gojo:
Look who I found last night!
A picture of Kento and his girl snuggled in his jacket. Apparently they had stopped int the way somewhere, and the senior had taken his opportunity.
Soon after, Gojo typed, she's so lucky! Nanamin, can I have the next turn?
Almost immediately his reply came, services only exclusive for one client.
for reference of how the dad and daughter looked like in that pose
hello! this is my entry for day 1 of Nanami week! So excited for this opportunity, and two days left to the BIG BIG DAY! the prompt for day one was 'Papamin'.
