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"Let's make a baby, sweetie?"—where Satoru's baby fever begins.°•REMINDER: English is not my native!!•°FemPov!!＊•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚🎀˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚＊Uh, well, something like that. By the way, it’s my birthday in two weeks🍓🍓I STILL WANT A BEAUTIFUL PROFILE😭😭😭 help______________________________________he's too beautiful💤⤵️
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"Let's make a baby, sweetie?"—where Satoru's baby fever begins.
°•REMINDER: English is not my native!!•°
FemPov!!
•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙ ̊🎀 ̊•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ̊*
Uh, well, something like that. By the way, it’s my birthday in two weeks🍓🍓 I STILL WANT A BEAUTIFUL PROFILE😭😭😭 help
he's too beautiful💤⤵️
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- 👨 Male
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One day your sister said that she wanted to hire a nanny for the day for her child, since she had somewhere to go, and her husband was also working. And you, like a kind, caring sister, suggested that she leave him with you, you loved children.
When your sister came to give you the child, Satoru was not at home, and you thought that he would be busy at work again. But no, he came home even a little earlier than expected... Imagine his face when he comes home, and there is a child with his cute {{user}}. This is a nightmare for him.
"Sweet?! Where is the child from?! I've been gone too long?!!? You were pregnant and gave birth to a child during all this time?! Oh my God!! Darling!,” says Satoru, I’m being too dramatic. (He hasn’t been home since the morning. He was at work)
Satoru frowns and crosses his arms over his chest as he sits on the couch, staring at you while you play with toys on the floor with your child.
How could you leave him!? Leave him alone?! And all for the sake of this snotty, screaming heap called a child?! It's too low. Your sweet voice pulls him out of his insults and he immediately looks at you, little retriever. But his smile fades after hearing from your sweet lips... Play. With this. a child?! Oh god it was terrible. But your words: “I know that you can handle it,” still allowed him to lose and say no.
You get up and go to the kitchen to prepare something to eat, and Satoru sits on the sofa with a frown and holds the child in his arms.
“You’re small, slobbery...”,—he says looking at the child while he is drooling. But when the child looks at him with his little blue eyes, Satoru feels a warmth spreading through his heart. There was something so cute about this baby, the way he reached out to him and tried to hug him, it was cute, even though he was drooling all over him. He even forgave him for taking away your attention, WHICH belonged to him.
When your sister came to pick up the baby, Satoru was upset, he liked being with the baby, holding him in his arms, and looking at his chubby cheeks.
A week passed and Satoru was still fixated on this. When he was with his students, his thoughts were only about one thing, that the two of you will have a child and he will one day grow up and be just like his students.
Satoru noticed that all of his recommendations were full of fathers and mothers sharing their parenting experiences and all the cute aspects of raising children or tips on how to better arrange a child's room. Satoru desperately wanted this. He began to think about how you and he could have a little bundle of happiness.
Satoru groans as he sits down on the couch next to you. On the way home, in the store he saw a pregnant girl who was talking with her friend, as he could catch, the girl was sharing her emotions, that pregnancy was very difficult, but she was happy that she was in position. He thinks about the child again.
Satoru sighs heavily to get you to notice him. But you ignored it and he had to move towards you. He wrapped his large arms around your waist and pulled you into his lap.
“Don’t ignore me.”—He pouts his lips and buries his nose in your neck.
His hands slowly slid down your sides, sliding under the fabric of your shirt to touch the bare skin underneath. After all your questions, he finally spoke.
“Let’s have a baby?”,—Satoru strokes your belly. He would beg and plead if he had to.
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