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#skts - a family of three..plus? | married skts, adopted child, fluff!

"no! mimi say no, papa!" the speed at which kiyoomi ran from the kitchen to the living room would put any cheetah to shame.

"why? what happened?" kiyoomi crouched down to check if his daughter was hurt.

behind him was atsumu, who was fairly certain he broke a plate trying to follow his husband to the living room.

"mimi, baby, are ya okay? are ya hurt?"

sitting down on the sofa was their two year old daughter, pouting away and slouching.

"no. dada and papa, no want mimi?"

kiyoomi and atsumu spared a glance at each other, trying hard to show concern instead of melting in the adorableness of their kid.

"what made you say that, mimi? papa and dada loves you." kiyoomi answered softly, caressing his daughter's pouty cheek.

minako started to tear up.

"mimi listen papa and dada say you want other baby," then, those doll, onyx eyes looked up, and stared at kiyoomi, "you don't want mimi?"

"oh my baby.." atsumu whispered, squatting beside kiyoomi to hold minako's hand.

"we love ya. and we always want ta be with our mimi-chan."

"but papa say he wants baby. mimi not a baby. mimi a pwincess."

the couple collectively chuckled. right. their daughter wasn't a baby anymore. she was a big girl.

a big girl who heard them loosely discussing the topic of adding another member to the family.

it would have been easy to explain to motoya, or to osamu. they would be shocked, probably tease a little, but they would be ecstatic, supportive.

much like when they first announced to adopting minako.

but how do you begin to explain it to a two year-old? would she understand?

or even remember this the next day? atsumu guesses this is one of those parenting moments their friends tell him about.

"mimi, d'ya know how dada has a brother?"

"yes! uncle samu!" minako exclaimed, the looming tears in her eyes going away.

"honey, your dada and i were just talking about how mimi would like to have a brother." kiyoomi started to talk slowly, hoping their minako would get it.

"a bwader?" sniffing her nose, minako started to rub her eyes. sitting straight, curious about what her parents are saying.

"like pwince james and...and..uncle samu?"

"like uncle samu and that show ya watch." atsumu nodded eagerly at his daughter.

ages ago, they wouldn't even /think/ about having another child. it's a huge responsibility and minako is a growing girl and they need to focus on her.

but one small dinner with friends, and seeing their minako play with tooru's son, made them think twice.

after all, atsumu knows how happy he is having his brother, and kiyoomi knows the importance of not growing up alone.

but... convincing a toddler might be harder.

"no! mimi no want bwader dada! only mimi! i don't wanna share papa and dada!"

there we go.

sighing deeply, kiyoomi sat on the couch and placed minako on his lap. atsumu sat beside them.

"are ya sure princess? ya can play dress-up with yer baby brother ya know?"

"pway dwess-up?"

"uh-huh," atsumu started to list some things at the top of his head, "and you can play prince and princess, or have a dance party, or.."

"colow wainbows?" minako interrupted, tears in her eyes replaced by curiosity of having another playmate.

"are we sure this is how we should persuade her, love?" kiyoomi whispered, covering minako's ears for a moment.

"i got this, omi." atsumu winked and removed the hands on his daughter's ears.

"and he's going to be very little so you have to take care of him."

"take c..care of baby?"

"yes mimi. like sakura-chan."

minako's lips widened in surprise when her papa kiyoomi mentioned her doll.

"mimi woves sakuwa-chan!" minako then stayed quiet for a while and hesitantly spoke, "ta..take care like sakuwa-chan and..--

--take care.. like papa and dada take care of mimi?"

"exactly, honey." atsumu smiled fondly at minako, kissing the top of her head, proud of how she was processing the information.

"do you still not want a baby brother, mimi? we won't if you don't want to."

little minako pursed her lips and started to think about it. meanwhile, her two dads were nervous. minako's approval was their number 1 priority, after all.

"okay! mimi want baby bwader!"

suddenly, minako was already up in the air because atsumu held her up.

small giggles erupted around the room. atsumu and kiyoomi smiling the widest.

"our mimi-chan is having a baby brother!" atsumu cheered as he held his daughter.

setting her back down on the sofa, atsumu rubbed noses with minako then kissed her forehead. kiyoomi did the same too.

"we're goin' to need another crib, omi."

"yeah we do." kiyoomi leaned closer to kiss atsumu. "i love you."

"i love you, omi." atsumu whispered back.

"mimi woves papa and dada too!" their daughter screamed from the sofa.

deep chuckles escaped the two and hugged minako tightly.

"papa and dada loves mimi very much too...and soon, your baby brother."

"mimi woves baby bwader too, papa!"

they can't wait to have another little miya running around the house.

tbc? tbc!

from the start :)

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a family of three..plus? | pt. 2 hurt/comfort

everybody at the miya house soon became busy after that night.

they had to turn the spare bedroom into a nursery, painting it with rainbows, getting every part of their house baby-proofed, and assembling a new crib all on their own.

minako was busy arranging her toys,

thinking what her new sibling would like.

"this one is fow the baby, dada!" she handed atsumu a small, purple rattle, minako's favorite when she was a little baby.

"are ya sure mimi-chan? this is yer favorite."

"yes dada, mimi-chan not sewfish!"

atsumu would've praised her daughter for being so mature but she already ran off back to her toys, probably to look for another one to give to her brother.

"she's growing up very kind, darling." kiyoomi whispered on atsumu's ears, crouching down a little.

"geez! omi-kun a little warnin' before ya sneak up on me!"

kiyoomi chuckled at his husband, still so skittish. "i just talked to the agency, they said they'll call when there's someone for us."

atsumu smiled wide at the news but he quickly lost it,

making kiyoomi kneel down in front of him.

"hey, baby, what's wrong?" kiyoomi held atsumu's hand, rubbing circles on his wrists for comfort.

"i don't wanna be negative omi, but how long did we wait for minako?"

"almost two years."

a somber expression replaced kiyoomi's concerned ones, remembering the 24 months of nothing but positive calls that turned sour. waiting and waiting.

it was a tough time for the both of them.

"i'm just worried, honey. if it was just us, then i know we'll be fine,

but mimi's gonna be waitin' with us too."

"hey," atsumu evaded kiyoomi's eyes but his husband held him, "look at me atsumu."

what met atsumu's eyes were onyx ones, shining with concern and love and understanding of atsumu. like kiyoomi always does.

"it's going to be okay. we're going to be patient and we're going to explain everything to minako so she understands, okay? she's a smart girl. like her dada."

"like her papa, too. thanks omi. i love ya."

"i love you, atsumu." kiyoomi kissed his husband, and then they walked together to help their daughter sort her toys.

–

"omi! baby!! omi omi omi-kun!" atsumu was shouting at the top of his lungs, hand covering his phone so the person on the other line won't be scared.

he was just too excited.

"what? what's wrong?!" kiyoomi ran, toothpaste still on his mouth, and barged into their bedroom.

"the agency! holy shit, 2 months and they call us, finally!" atsumu shoved the phone on kiyoomi's chest, signaling he should do the talking.

"papa, dada shh!! mimi watchin' barbie!" minako suddenly screamed from her room.

"sorry mimi-chan!" both parents yelled back,

chuckling at their daughter, fully concentrated at her movie.

"hello?" kiyoomi started to speak, "uh-huh, okay, yes, yes of course. we'll be on our way. thank you."

kiyoomi dropped the phone call and suddenly held atsumu's face, peppering kisses all over him.

"omi! yer toothpaste! stoo–p!" but atsumu was laughing too, enjoying the moment.

"there's a girl, in sakai, who just gave birth and finally made a decision." holding atsumu by the shoulders, kiyoomi was smiling wide at the news.

"we have to go, omi! oh my god oh my god!"

"yes yes we do love. but who's going to watch minako?"

"let me call my brother, ya get packin'."

a few moments later, minako was already running into her uncle's arms.

"uncle samu! are you gonna play with mimi?"

"yes, little princess. uncle samu is here to the rescue!"

"yay!!" minako's high pitched giggles for her favorite uncle was heard all around the house.

"alright, mimi, be a good girl for your uncle okay? we'll be back soon." kiyoomi held her daughter's hand and kissed her by the cheek.

"okay papa, bring mimi snacks, pwease!"

"ya know we will princess. bye samu, i owe ya one."

"nah, it's fine. this is huge news ya know. goodluck tsum. call me."

then minako watched her parents leave for sakai.

–

"why are ya home already? i assumed ya'd be back after like 3 days or somethin'."

"hey, tsum? kiyoomi?"

"thanks for watching minako, osamu. uh, the girl's parents changed their minds. they wanted the child so.." kiyoomi supplied for atsumu's lack of response.

atsumu went directly to their daughter's room to hug her. missing her so much in the last 18 hours.

"oh." was the only thing osamu could say for a few seconds.

"why didn't the agency call ya fer that?"

"they found out right after we got to the hospital."

sitting down at the sofa, kiyoomi rested his head on the couch and pinched the bridge of his nose, disappointed at the turn of events.

"how's tsumu?"

"he just wants his minako right now." kiyoomi heaved a deep sigh, "and frankly, i do too."

"alright, ya go ahead and be with yer family kiyoomi. call me if ya need anything okay? anything." tapping kiyoomi's knees, osamu got up and prepared himself to leave.

"thanks, osamu." kiyoomi got up too, then went over to his daughter's room, slithering his way to hug atsumu,

who was hugging minako.

"there'll be more chances, love." kiyoomi whispers in atsumu's ears, knowing full well he's awake.

"i know, omi. i know."

so then they slept the sadness for today.

–

"yeah, uh-huh.. no, no it's okay. thank you." dropping the phone call, kiyoomi got back to cooking dinner.

"what is it this time, omi?" atsumu knew it. he knew it at the back of his mind the moment their phone rang.

10 months of back and forth,

of one step forward and a hundred steps back whenever their adoption process didn't go through.

they both knew it could be like this, but it was still so dejecting.

"chose somebody else. someone closer to them." kiyoomi immediately went over to atsumu and stood over him,

ready to provide comfort in any way that he can.

atsumu looked up at his husband. "sorry, omi."

"for what? why are you apologizing, you did nothing wrong."

"because i keep making ya take all those phone calls. how many has it been? over 10? and i know it hurts ya too.-

-especially since yer the one who hears it first."

"baby, it's okay."

"no, it's not. we haven't even told minako anything. the crib's getting dusty, the paint on that room's all cracked," atsumu's voice started to sound heavy, tears forming in his eyes.

"those stupid baby protectors make it hard fer me to open a fucking drawer and i.."

tears started to fall. continuously.

"i know other people wait longer than this, i know, omi but i'm tired. it's tirin'. i don't wanna hear another call where they tell us they're sorry."

kiyoomi wiped atsumu's tears away, kneeling so he could face atsumu. a few tears falling in his face, feeling the same frustration his husband does.

"i know, shh, i know baby. and if you want we can stop all this. we can just not do this at all.-

-we have minako. we're going to give our full attention to raising her instead. okay?"

"okay, yeah let's do that."

"we'll pull out our application first thing tomorrow, baby." kiyoomi started leaving soft kisses on atsumu's face. erasing the dried tears that settled there.

"no, can ya just tell them to not call us unless it's really final and will push through? but we won't wait for their call anymore."

"whatever you want, love."

"thank you, omi." atsumu kissed kiyoomi softly. the taste of salt lurking at the side of their mouth from their tears,

small hiccups escaping them with each press of their lips.

kiyoomi kissed back lightly, to which atsumu responded by wrapping his arms around kiyoomi's neck pulling him and kissing him deeper, opening his mouth signaling kiyoomi for more.

as they kissed,

atsumu tugged at kiyoomi's shirt and pulled it off of him, touching all over his torso, breathing softly on kiyoomi's lips.

when atsumu touched his waistband, kiyoomi pulled away.

"are you sure?"

"yes…minako's at osamu's ya know?"

atsumu looked through kiyoomi's eyes, desperate.

"please? i need ya, omi."

kiyoomi kissed his husband again before pulling him to their bedroom.

–

"papa, where's my little bwader?" it was a sunday afternoon, about two months after they decided not to wait for a call anymore, when minako suddenly asked the question.

kiyoomi looked at atsumu in an instant, wanting to know how he'd take the little one's inquiry.

"oh mimi, yer little brother's still growing up that's why he's not here yet." atsumu moved to sat on the floor, beside their daughter and play with her dolls.

"but it's been a long time, dada. when's he coming? so mimi can play dwess up!"

minako held her favorite doll up, showing off her new shoes and dress to her dada.

atsumu was about to speak when kiyoomi interjected.

"mimi, remember how we wait for the rain to stop so we can play outside?"

minako turned her head to look at her papa, and nodded eagerly.

"remember sometimes we wait for a little and then sometimes we wait for a looooong time that we even sleep before the rain stops?" kiyoomi added, sitting down beside the two on the floor.

"yes papa."

"we're just waiting for your little brother for a longer time than how we wait for the rain, baby."

"but bwader will come after waiting?" minako's eye full of wonder and excitement for a sibling broke kiyoomi and atsumu's heart.

this time, atsumu held kiyoomi's hands,

and squeezed it tight. his turn.

"he could come, or he could not, baby. just like when we wait for the ice cream truck but sometimes it doesn't arrive."

"but mimi-chan sad when no ice cream, dada."

"we know baby. but dada always makes ya yer favorite spaghetti, right?"

kiyoomi watched as atsumu softly spoke to their daughter.

"yes! dada make spagwetti?"

atsumu chuckled before speaking again, "so mimi-chan, maybe after waiting for a long time, yer brother will come, and maybe he won't, but papa and dada will be here for mimi-chan, okay?-

-and we'll make ya spaghetti all the time."

minako stared at his papa and dada back and forth. her little mind trying to understand the conversation.

kiyoomi kissed atsumu's head, amazed by how he handled the situation.

"okay dada! mimi wait for bwader for long time but if no bwader then sakura-chan will be mimi's bwader, okay?"

minako lifted up her most prized possession again, waving it at her parents face.

"sure mimi-chan, sakura-chan will be your sister."

"okay!" then, minako went back to playing with her beloved doll.

her parents, however, both let out a huge sigh of relief.

and kiyoomi left a kiss on atsumu's forehead, leaning their heads together.

"we'll be okay, atsu."

"yes, we will be, omi-kun."

tbc :)