KamuKoma Monoshots

🍋 Daddy~

So I'm trying to add more humor into my stories just for fun and stuff. Of course I will still write normal, precious fluff, though I just wanted to see your commentaries of more comedical stories. (Hint. it's kinda chaotic, in a good way though) 

[🍋Just a heads up in case you missed it 🍋] 

Word Count: 1031

Kamukura rested on the couch as he does, until a person with connected limbs and white hair proceeds to enter his daily life.

Izuru-kunnn~

Izzyyy~

ruuu~ 

"Pay attention to meee!!" Nagito whined drastically wrapped his arms around Kamukura's, as he nudged Kamukura's body back in forth.

With cold red eyes, Kamukura stared at the big ball of the fluff grabbing onto his arm.

"Komaeda, please behave yourself."

"BEHAVE?!  EXCUSE ME?? BUT DO I LOOK LIKE YOUR BITCH?"

"Please lower your voice; it's very irritating to hear"

"Ohhhh, and now you're gonna tell me that my voice isn't enthusiastic enough, huh?"

"Here, have a cookie." Kamukura offered just to shut the boy up.

Nagito still didn't want to loosen his grip though, and Kamukura didn't make any effort to push him off, knowing the inevitable attempts that the man-child was going to find a way to grope his arm either way.  Instead, he offers a different roleplay:

"Do you want a piggy-back ride?" Kamukura suggested whilst sighing.

"Huhhh, what are you?! My daddy???"

...

._.

Now how is one to respond to such immature words.  Surely Kamukura wouldn't know, now would h-

"I am Izuru Kamukura."

"No daddy, that's wrong!" Nagito denied as he gripped Kamukura's arm even tighter.  

Oof, this is going to be a long day.

"Surely, you are aware that I have a name now do you?"

"Of course snuggle buns, you're d a d d y!  And I'm your wonderful, beloved, crazy, psychopathic wife, holding onto your 5 months old child." 

"I am-" After a long thought process, Kamukura's eyes opened to the unbelievable fact.  "-a father?!"

(heeheehee) Nagito could only hold in his laughter, knowing that Kamukura was the worst at identifying sarcasm.

As Nagito retained his composure, he played off his role swimmingly.

"Oh~ I remember like it was just yesterday, when you laid me down on the bed and inserted your pulsing, oversized [insert word of your choice], hours upon hours went by and then we [pick a past tense verb, for example, splurted] white [liquid of your choice] everywhere!  It was a mess, but it was a heavenly mess.  Ah, how I missed that time~"

"Don't you miss that, daddy~?" Nagito asked as he leaned onto Kamukura's shoulder, drool spilling from the edge of his mouth.

"Oh! Oh! And the numerous times when I'd call your name, didn't you find that sexy~?"

Kamukura didn't know how to answer these types of questions.  At the time of the moment, it was very "pleasuring" and it was kinda hot the way that the male called out his name.  He wouldn't admit this out loud of course so ultimately, he responded with: