bnha scenarios

kirishima eijiro | ⛈☁️

prompt: husband kiri and wife y/n try to make it work.
category: angst + fluff
character: kirishima eijirowo
word count: 2529
song: try again by jaehyun and d.ear

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As much as we
Spent time together
Our expectations went up too
Maybe that's just natural
Even though we shouted out countless times
Without it ever reaching one another

FIGHTS WERE RARE.

They were rare and nasty; the pent up anger and frustration rearing its ugly head right when it felt like everything was at the precipice of falling apart. Having two kids with a husband that was a pro-hero was beyond difficult and Y/n couldn't remember the last time she was able to catch a break.

Having two kids with a wife who stayed at home that begged you to come home early was beyond difficult and Kirishima couldn't remember the last time he was able to catch a break. It was a vicious cycle for the couple. After having their second kid, everything was thrown off track. Kirishima couldn't call anymore days in sick and Y/n was forced to quit her job hunting.

When it was just them and Reiji, she had planned on finding a job after enrolling their son into a daycare. However, that never lived up to its dream and she always stayed home with a colicky baby and an upset toddler who hadn't received enough attention during the day. Even now the couple, albeit angry at each other, tried to keep their voices low.

"Well, maybe if you came home earlier I wouldn't be so tired!"

"If you found a job, I wouldn't have to work so late in the night!"

"Is it so difficult for you to come home to your family?!"

Key word: tried.

Little Reiji had woken up to his parents' yelling, blinking sleepily. "Papa's home?" Kirishima's eyes widened, realizing that was his son's first statement. Y/n crossed her arms, eyes slightly glazed over with angry tears. She sent a glare to her husband, as if pointing out her son's exclamation.

However, she was quick to let out a sigh, dropping her pose at the sound of their crying daughter. We woke her up too. The couple shared a guilty look with one another and Eijiro sighed. "Let's get you to bed, little buddy." He swiped his hands through his son's hair who nodded in a dazed manner, clinging onto his father's pant leg.

Y/n chewed on her bottom lip, watching her husband momentarily before making her way to their daughter's room.

So whenever you ask me again
How I feel
Please remember
My answer is you

She heard the floorboard creak behind her, not bothering to glance over her shoulder. Instead, she stood with their baby, Ara, in her arms. After feeding her again, Ara had settled down and was quiet now, ready to be placed back in her crib. Y/n let out a breath of relief, slowly putting the baby back onto the flat mattress.

Now, she looked over her shoulder.

Kirishima stood there, red hair brushing against his shoulders with a tight-lipped smile on his face. "I'm sorry for getting so angry at you," Y/n apologized first, her eyes falling to the ground. It had always been a bad habit of hers to avoid eye-contact, especially in tense situations, but he had never minded it one bit.

All he needed to know was that she was listening. He shook his head lightly, "Don't apologize. It's my fault; it's not manly of me to make you feel like family comes second for me." Eijiro didn't hesitate to step towards his wife, lightly setting his hands on her waist only to lean in to kiss her forehead affectionately.