Name: Sumi Suguru
Gender: Female
Name Meaning: Elegant, refined
Age: 11
..."Ohh Fuc..." Dai stops his sentence remembering that your daughter is in the room doing her homework "everything okay?" You question throwing your head back to see him trying to burn a whole into the chopping board as you notice a trickle of blood down his finger.
"Ohh Daisho you banana" you whine pushing yourself up of the couch the best you can "sit back down" he commands as you completely ignore him and waddle over to the kitchen "your 37 weeks pregnant you should be resting" a guilty look on his face as you plant a kiss to his lips "I should but you have been so caring these last fews days the least I can do is clean you finger" a warm smile crossing his face as you grab the first aid kit from the cupboard.
"Is daddy okay mummy?" Sumi's worried eyes meeting yours "hes fine baby just hurt his finger thats all" as you grab one of the Antiseptic wipes and brush it across his finger.
"Shit" his sentence quick and loud as fear washes over his face "Shit!" Our daughter repeating his word as you feel the colour drain from your face Daisho looking paler than you "don't use that word Sumi" Dai looking at her with softness "what does it mean mummy?" He innocent eyes unaware of such a sinful word.
"Well dear..." You say slowly trying to think of something to say "what do you say once mummy has patched me up we head out for some ice cream?" Her eyes sparking with joy "YES!" As she runs to go and grab her coat.
"That was a close one" you sigh in relief finishing wrapping the plaster around his finger "i really need to try a lot harder" his sheepish grin and rose cheeks evident of his embarrassment.
2 weeks later...
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" the sound of our daughter shouting to the nines as you fly away from the desk and run towards her bedroom Daisho right behind you the sight of orange juice spilled all over the white rug "SUMI SUGURU!" The shock on both your faces a scene before her "sorry mummy, daddy" her eyes cast to the ground as you walk over to her and guide her away from the mess "its alright sweetheart....but we told you that was a bad word" your eyes serious as she gulps.
"Uncle Kuroo said that it means OH NO! and I should use it more often" A beaming smile on her face as you feel Daisho radiating with anger "your brother is so dead" as he smiles sickly and closes the door behind him.
No one can save him now you think to yourself as you pull your daughter closer.
YOU ARE READING
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