˚. ୭ ━ a hokage's day off ! minato namikaze
you withhold a giggle when you feel arms wrap around your waist and a chin prop onto your shoulder accompanied with an almost childish whine "why'd you leave our very warm bed?"
"someone had to make breakfast, and you, mister sleepyhead, were too knocked out to rouse out of your eternal slumber."
"you know i would've woken up had you nudged me."
"and i didn't for a reason," you counter, " you deserve your beauty rest, my love."
minato sighs in response, nuzzling his nose into your neck where the smell of your shampoo and perfume lingers "how'd i ever get so lucky..."
"must've saved a village in your past life."
this time you don't stop the giggle that threatens to erupt once he presses his lips to your cheek, then your jaw, then your neck, then your throat, back up to the junction between your jaw and ear—
"alright, stop! you're going to make me burn the food." he relents by placing a kiss to your temple and promises to back off as you remain holding the wooden spatula as a weapon.
of course minato does not sit down at the table when you shoo him away, he instead tends to the dishes you left on the side and in the sink; insistent on helping you with the chores despite your promises of getting to them later.
“don’t even worry about it, love, i enjoy doing the dishes.” he’d usually say with a tender smile on his face and you’ve come to realise that he really does like helping you out and easing your burdens.
“thank you, baby.”
with his help, breakfast is served but it seems he woke up extra clingy today because instead of eating at the dining table like you usually do; he takes your plates over to the couch and places it on the coffee table all whilst tugging onto your arm to come along with him. he takes a seat and throws your legs onto his before diving into the breakfast he says is delicious which is accompanied with a kiss to your cheek.
you watch him eat with a fond smile on your face, too enraptured by his soft beauty. he notices your distraction and smiles back at you, his cheeks puffy with food and that sight makes you giggle, especially when his spoon reroutes and moves into the direction of your mouth. he might be the hokage and the yellow flash of the leaf but he is still your sweet minato who always prioritises you.
you take a bite and minato is quickly readjusting his routine to feed you and then himself when he notices you’ve left your utensil discarded on the table. everything he does warms your heart, and you think you might combust from how much love you hold for him.
“okay, okay,” you say eventually when attempts to shovel the food down your throat because he claims that breakfast is the most important meal and you should not be missing it “i’m done, finish it yourself.” you shove his hand away gently and kiss his nose when he pouts at you “i have to go get something, wait here.”
you pat his thigh on your way up, leaving to enter your bedroom and rummage through your closet for what you’ve hidden and worked on for a very long time the previous year. you return to your spot except this time, you’re perched on the edge of the couch eagerly watching his reaction. you hand him the bag first, and he looks at you with bright eyes as he graciously accepts your first gift.
“woah,” he softly says as he pulls out a pair of deep blue button down silk pyjamas “you didn’t…” he carefully inspects the clothing to find his special flying raijin kunai stitched onto the breast pocket in the exact shade of yellow his hair is. he puts it down to look at you very intensely and before he can lean over to give you a kiss (a very passionate one, he notes) you shove a box into his chest, giddy with excitement as you wait for him to love this one even more.
he unveils the box to reveal an album, his brows furrow in contemplation as he pulls the book out with a tilt in his head “when did you put all this together?” you smile cheekily at him in return and urge him to look through it.
he flips it open to the first page and finds the picture you took with him at the shop where you first got the camera. you’re looking into the camera through the mirror with a wide grin on your face while he looks at you, head to the side with the softest, fondest expression on his face. the same expression plasters itself on his face now, he looks up at you and holds a chuckle in. you’re too cute for your own good.
he flips to the next page and his mouth instantly drops, eyes widening “there’s no way…”
“where this is a will, there’s a way, my love!” you giggle “the way was to bribe him.”
“how much did you drop on him?”
“there’s no need to worry you with that information, look at the pretty pics!”
open below on the page are pictures of team 7, his adorable students (no longer adorable considering one of them is a renowned killing machine) posing for the pictures you’ve taken of them. he can’t help the chuckle that escapes when he flips through more photos, finding the contrast of kakashis face with rin and obito’s much too hilarious and nostalgic.
“oh, they’re so cute!” he does a terrible job hiding his squeal and you giggle in turn.
“indeed they are.”
he goes through more of the pages, admiring the pictures you’ve taken together when all of a sudden he lands on the final page you’ve filled in.
“what?!”
“surprise, babe!”
“is this for real?”
“so real, i waited to make sure and the doctor confirmed it last week.”
he closed over the album displaying a picture of your positive pregnancy test and pulled you over his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist to splay his fingers over your tummy “i love you so much.”
“i love you too, honey.”
“i can’t believe this, i’m so happy.” he kisses the back of your neck softly “best birthday ever.”
“you say that every year.” you lean back into him.
“i can’t help that you outdo yourself every year.”
“you’re right, i had to go big for your twenty sixth and make you a father.”
“and i’m so glad you did.” he squeezes you tighter in his hold and kisses your temple “thank you so much.”
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