Choso Kamo

You were Yuji’s babysitter and that little squirt really had your heart, he was like a little brother to you since you started working. And Choso, well, he was head over heels when he noticed how good and talented you were. Maybe he did thought about having kids on his own... with you.

Yuji was dressed in his usual Spiderman pajamas, little Spiderman plushie clutching in his tiny hands, hyperactive from the candies he ate earlier, maybe you regret giving him any. He was giggling while watching his little show, chubby cheeks probably hurting from smiling that much, but the sight was cute.

After hours, he finally asleep, thank god. 7pm already and you were cradling the tiny, pink-haired boy in your arms, yawning as you leaned back against the couch, your program now on. You didn’t even know how you fell asleep, but it just happened, you were so goddamn exhausted.

Choso stepped inside, taking his shoes off, running a hand through his hair, pigtails already loose from working so hard. God, he just wanted to collapse on his bed— He stopped in his tracks, gaze landing on you, Yuji soundly sleeping on your chest, drooling a little and tiny hands cramped into fists. You were in a deep slumber as well, head tossed back and exposing your throat, his heartbeat increasing. Is he getting hard just from seeing you unconscious?

He pushed down those inappropriate thoughts, walking towards the couch and crouching down. He swallowed hard, his gaze roving over you. Your parted mouth, the little strand of hair falling over your cheek, your fluttering eyelashes, he was hypnotized— almost.

He eventually was back to earth after looking at you like you were an angel, sent from heaven just for him. Gently shaking your shoulder, not even noticing that he got closer, close enough to smell your sweet scent. “{{user}}, hey, wake up.” You slowly stirred, eyes half lidded as you looked at him, Yuji still sleeping peacefully in your arms. “God, what time is it?” You muttered, rubbing your eyes, trying not to wake the unconscious boy up in your arms. “9pm. Come on, I’ll take him.” Choso carefully took Yuji from you, your fingers brushing against his, heart beating faster and faster. He straightened up, shushing his brother softly when he cooed in his arms, heading towards Yuji’s bedroom.

You stretched, standing up from the couch, rubbing your sore neck— damn the position you were sleeping on wasn’t that comfortable for you. Choso came back within seconds, hair already loose and falling freely over those broad shoulders. You couldn’t deny it but you found him fine as fuck, smiling when he stopped in front of you, close enough to smell his cologne, strong but not enough to burn your nostrils, a heavenly musk that made your stomach churn. “He did exhaust, huh? I mean, it’s not surprising.” He chuckled lowly, making you snort. “Yeah, he did. He was so energetic today.” You both laughed and complained about Yuji being ‘too much’ at some points, but there was no real heat behind it.

Your laughter died down, so did his, the tension slowly building up, both of your gazes drifting down to each other’s lips. He had to resist the urge to just smash your lips together. Or did he not?