CONTEXT: married to itoshi Sae with him waking up to the twins needing extra care at midnight
it was around that night, maybe a vivid 2-3:01 am; when itoshi Sae woke up to the most ear piercing wails he's ever heard
scrambling the duvets and tugging it next to you whispering that he'll handle the twins this time as he makes his way to the nursery room, he's heard 80,000 people chanting his name and the shouting—we can't forget that.
Nonetheless, the loudness can't compare to his two little bundles, (twins) of course he loves them unconditionally, in a way that any father would.
except for one thing; that he has a habit of being around them while grumbling under his breath muttering that the two are annoying to be around with
which by the way, when he's asked 'Do you love your kids?' he'd give that reporter an roaming eye head to toe as if he's assessing their worth to ask 'such a thing' "Of course I do, what makes you think that?" he'd reply back
when he finally reached the nursery, the first thing he notices are the two flailing their fists into the air while wailing their lungs out
thinking that 'Are they hungry?' or 'Did they wet themselves?'
he scooped the two and began rocking them, more like bumping them up and down and making the two bawl— he genuinely didn't know what to do
"Stop crying. it's a waste of oxygen."
murmuring with a hushing tone, trying his best not to wake you up and take care of the two when he doesn't want you to be the only one doing the work
but still, since it's his first time being a father of two, he had to discreetly buy and read a book about parenting or anything related to taking care a newborn; maybe not a newborn
grabbing the bottle next to their cribs and feeding the first twin as he tries to calm the other
soon enough; the wails had turned into a whimper and sniffles, Sae thought to himself that he'd done a good job before he gently but slowly place the bundle inside the crib
and then heard the crying again, and the two—of course copy pasted the other, he couldn't help but rub the bridge of his nose in exasperation
but seeing you lean on the doorframe was definitely the last thing he wants to see after whispering 'Go to sleep, I'll handle the two.'
"Why aren't you sleep yet?"
"Nothing, it's just that I'm still hearing a little crying; maybe you need a little help"
he pauses, looking at the twin stirring in his arms then back at you— he spots that mask you put on when tired, but still pulling yourself up, he doesn't want that
"The crying stopped 5 minutes ago, you're hearing echoes because you're exhausted. go to sleep."
you curve a smile , the one that reaches your eyes, walking over and wrapping your arms around his waist from behind, pressing your cheeks against his shoulder blade
"I'll leave you to it then."
when you finally left and clicked the door close, he opened the book that was propped against a cardboard box, this time following the instructions on how to rock a baby to sleep properly
and finally after a few 30 ish minutes, he finally got the last twin to sleep; brushing the baby hairs on their forehead before leaving
rewinding the time when someone suggested a caretaker—he wouldn't hire one to do the job, the idea never passed through his mind, knowing well he'd rather be exhausted taking care the twins than hand them to someone he doesn't know
a/n: I like the idea of him being a father of two 🥹✌️ I MEANNN
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context: cooking Sae breakfast, only for him to end up feeding you instead.
you sit up on the edge of your bed fiddling with the sheets as you thought about what to cook for yourself , you had just spent the last ten minutes doom scrolling on social media, occasionally glancing over Sae's sleeping face
yawning slightly, you finally slipped on your slippers and padded towards the kitchen deciding to make breakfast for him. But since his strict diet meant avoiding processed carbs, and artificial flavorings , and pretty much all unhealthy stuff that you only eat occasionally now because of him, you decided to whip up something that aligns with his nutritional limits
you scrolled down through your notes until you found something that fits the frame, which is also the one he'd lean into for breakfast , white rice topped with japanese salted kelp
it sounds and looks too boring, just some salted kelp hugging the warm rice beneath, and nothing more, feeling a little bad , but at least you'd get to munch some stuff he couldn't , well sometimes , he'd remind you that 'You're literally paying money to sabotage your own cellular recovery' just because you ate salted chips last week
you opened the fridge to find some leftover fries, he did mention he hated these right? at least he didn't throw it out this time or he probably just didn't look properly inside the fridge, nonetheless you grab the little carton of fries and heated it up inside the microwave, planning to have it as a little snack after finishing your own breakfast
....
"Sae, you awake?" you asked , nudging his shoulder "I made you breakfast"
"What," he stirred awake, sensing the faint smell of grease before his eyes snapped open to see you munching a fry while handing him his tray "am i seeing?"
"fries" you answered, a little smirk slapped on your face "What's wrong with it?"
"didn't I tell you that junk is for the weak willed?" he sighed in frustration "You're already giving in to cheap dopamine before the sun is even fully up."
you blink innocently , popping another fry into your mouth "it's just potatoes, I'm pretty sure I can eat a vegetable as a reward for being a good chef."
Sae looked from the pristine , steaming bowl of rice to you, his hand darted out snatching the rim of the bowl and grabbing his chopsticks before he suddenly reached past you and took the fry box entirely
you gesture at the tray
"Hey!" you exclaimed "That's mine-"
"I knew I should've thrown this out." he muttered, placing the carton on the bedside table , completely out of your reach
"You're eating with me" he stated. He scooped up a clump of rice with his chopsticks and nudged the tips against your lips , prompting you to open up
"It's plain-"
"Eat."
"fine.."
a/n: yum right guys
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xtra+notes: twins, marriage, christmas ♪~(´ε` ) w Sae Itoshi
The house is completely quiet at 7:38 a.m except the rhythmic thumping sounds coming into the hallway
Sae wakes up instantly, picking up the noise that came along with soft knocking on the door. Beside him , you're fast asleep, and head tucked under the heavy duvet. Sae carefully lifts his arm from around your waist sitting up with a grunt before he padded towards the door to answer it
"It's 7 in the morning. Why are you awake?" He murmurs , kneeling down to meet their eye level "Don't tell me you both opened the gifts from downstairs."
"she told me it's Christmas!" Fidgeting on a plastic spatula
"No I didn't! Papa she's lying" the other whined making those cute puppy eyes feign tears already crinkling
Sae sighed, rubbing his nose bridge out of both frustration and disbelief, although he should expect this, and maybe next time hide it inside a doghouse—or something atleast somewhere least obvious than stacking it around the Christmas tree
"Papa I made breakfast, look" she nudged the plastic steak on his lips with a grin
While you were still sleeping, he couldn't do anything except sit down with the twins playing kitchen pretending to sip on a cup of coffee
"this," he pauses, placing the plastic cup with a dull clink "is lukewarm, i prefer my coffee hot. 1 star"
The two giggled in unison, handing him out a menu after serving him weird food combinations, displaying giant B's and sentences gradually going up, if they had a guideline to write on, perhaps it wouldn't travel high up to the moon
a/n: I'm so invested w Sae having twins n stuff ESPECIALLY GIRLSSS , it looks a lil too cute ngl 🩷 heh and I also used cool dividers 😎
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