a toji fushiguro fanfiction where he's trying to teach babygumi how to say 'dada' but he just says mama all the time. [from this ask.]
toji fushiguro x wife!reader ft. babygumi.
âľ sorry if there are any grammar errors!! im lowk flopping.. oh and art from @/thatsallitchief !
fatherhood had changed Toji in ways he'd never admit.
not dramatically, no. he's still grumpy, still impatient, and still looked permanently annoyed whenever someone interrupted his peace.
but somewhere along the way, he'd become the kind of man who could spent twenty minutes sitting on the floor with his baby doing absolutely nothing. and he somewhat enjoy it.
the apartment was quiet that afternoon.
sun spilled through the windows, warming the carpet where Megumi sat surrounded by his blocks.
Toji lounged on the couch, one arm draped over it, watching his son knock over a tower he'd the last spent 10 minutes building
Toji snorted at the delighted squeal Megumi let out. "Dumbass."
Megumi looked up, his face brightened instantly. then, he abandoned his blocks without hesitation.
he crawled straight into Toji's lap.
"There he is," Toji muttered, scooping him up and balancing him on
Megumi giggled as Toji pressed an absent kiss to the top of his head. the action was so natural it made you smiled at the sight.
Toji noticed. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Like i'm acting cute or something."
you pointed. "Can you blame me? My husband and baby are over there being all domestic."
Megumi chose that moment to grab a handful of Toji's t-shirt and used it to pull himself upright. Toji immediately steadied him with one hand.
he rolled his eyes. "Domestic. Right."
your laughter filled the room. "See? He's being clingy with you!"
slowly, realization crossed his face. "... shut up." and you laughed once again.
hearing your voice made Megumi twisted around immediately in Toji's lap. the second he spotted you, he lightened up.
you waved at him, making him squeal. he started bouncing excitedly Toji had to tighten his hold before Megumi launched himself to the floor.
"Relax," he sighed. and Megumi completely ignored him.
tiny hands reached toward you, a string of babble followed.
"Hi, sweetie," you smiled at him.
Toji watched the interaction with narrowed eyes. he looked down at his son, then back at you.
a thought occured to him. "I wanna see if he can say dada," he said suddenly.
"Hm?" you hummed, sitting down next to him. "Oh, try it! I wanna see it too!"
Toji steadied Megumi on his lap before tapping a finger against his own chest.
"This is dada. daaa-da," he repeated, tapping his finger again. "Give it a shot, Megs."
Megumi stared up at him. you, on the other hand, already fighting smile.
he blinked once. twice. then his entire face brightened.
your hand immediately flew to your mouth, trying to hold in your laugh. Toji's face didn't change, which is making it worse for you.
"No," he said slowly. "Dada,"
"Mamamamamama!" he babbles while kicking his feet excitedly.
you lost the battle and laughed. hard. earning a glare from Toji.
"But he's being cute, 'ji!"
"He's doing this on purpose."
Toji looked back down on him.
"Listen carefully," he said, pointing to himself again. "Dada," then he pointed at you. "Mama."
Megumi followed the movement of his finger, good.
Toji nodded encouragingly. "Now, who is this?" he asked.
Megumi stared, you can see the gears in his head working. Toji waited, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. maybe he will get it right this time?
after a moment, Megumi pointed directly at Toji, a triumphant smile spread across his face.
you buried your face into you husband's shoulder, still laughing, while he looked like he'd just been betrayed.
"We absolutely should be done," you giggled.
"We're making progress," he insisted.
"And then he called you mama."
Toji ignored you at that.
Megumi, meanwhile, had become fascinated with his dad's hair.
a tiny fist wrapped around his black locks and immediately pulled, making Toji wince.
"Ow," he winced. "You brat."
the little menace looked far too pleased with himself. Toji carefully pried the tiny finger from his hair.
Megumi reached for his hair again, but this time, Toji caught the attack before it could happen.
the baby pouted, like actually pouted. just for two seconds though.. because something else caught his attention.
his tiny hands moved to Toji's face instead. you watched as Megumi pressed both palm against his father's cheeks, squishing them slightly.
"What's going on in that little head of yours, hm?" Toji muttered.
Megumi blinked. then, slowly, he reached forward.
a sloppy baby kiss landed on Toji's cheek.
you melted immediately. "Look how cute he is!"
Toji sighed. a long, defeated sigh. one large hand came up to ruffle Megumi's unruly hair.
Megumi beamed again. "Mama."
Toji groaned and dropped his head against the couch. "He's unbelievable."
Megumi, completely unaware of the devastation he'd caused, snuggled into Toji's chest and let out a sleepy yawn. within seconds, his eyelids started drooping.
Toji's arm protectively tightened around him.
you leaned against Toji's shoulder, smiling at the sight.
after everything, Megumi had fallen asleep right where he was the happiest. in his dad's embrace.
he clicked his tongue. "I'm still gonna try to make him call me dada."
you laughed quietly. "Yeah, good luck with that."
Toji rolled his eyes. "You're not helping. at all."
but he didn't stop holding Megumi, not even a second.
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