YELLOW PHOENIX || Fatgum x Reader

10

*TAISHIRO POV*
Geez. The last time I seen Y/n this mad was when we told her family about our engagement. Endeavor had made a comment about him setting up an arrangement weeks prior. Can't say that I wasn't upset over that myself. It still sets me off just thinking about it. Still, she shouldn't stress herself over that. Neither one of us should. I happen to have the perfect way to clear her mind. "Hey, babe." I said gaining Y/n's attention. "Why don't we go get some mochi? It's one of your favorites!" The gleam in her eyes was all the answer I needed. Picking her up with an arm and sitting her on my shoulder, I make my way to the store. Lucky for me, I know the perfect place.

"Tai, where are we going? We just passed the corner store?" Y/n said sounding confused. I know that's where she gets mochi from, but I know of a place that has homemade mochi. 

"You know that mochi I buy that you like so much?" I asked, receiving a nod. "I'm pretty close to the owner. A year off the force with my own agency, they had a robbery. I stepped in and took care of it of course. After that, they started to offer discounts to the heros that shop there." I informed her as the two of us greeted the civilians that passed. 

After about fifteen minutes of walking, we arrived at the little shop. I had sat y/n on the ground before we had entered the small shop. As usual, it was calm and quiet. Just a few people inside, sitting at the tables. Although y/n and I were in our civilian clothes, the owner and customers was easily able to figure out who I was. It's kind of hard not to when I'm the only hero in Japan that's built this way. Walking to the countertop, Mrs. Hasagawa flashed a smile as she greeted me. Upon ordering my usual, she had looked at y/n, making a comment about how lucky I was to have such a beautiful wife. Of course, y/n was too distracted with the sweets to pay any mind to the conversation that was about her. 

"Oh, Mrs. Hasagawa, may I have that one specialty you always offer me?" I asked as i directed my eyes towards y/n. She looked up at me, giving me a simple nod before making her way to the back.

"Speciality?" Y/n asked. You could hear the curiosity in her voice.

"Yeah. I don't know what it is, but she's always offering it to me. With what had happened, I'd figure I'd take her up on it." I looked at y/n as she went back to looking and the cake book. Her eyes and hands stopping on a page. "What's the matter, hun? See something you like?"

"Yeah. I do actually. This." Y/n picked the book up and showed me the page. It was a two tier cake. With several shades of yellow.  "For a baby shower."

I grinned at her nodding my head as Mrs. Hasagawa came back with our order. "Here you are. You're normal order with my special strawberry mochi. Same price as always." Before y/n could object, Mrs. Hasagawa had cut her off. "It's my pleasure. Your husband here has done so much for me and my shop. If not for him being our number one regular, I would have had to close my business a long time ago. Think of it as a thank you!"

After paying, y/n and I started to make out way back home. Once we reached the house, I made my way to the kitchen as y/n had rushed to the bathroom. In a matter of seconds, I heard the sound of someone throwing up. Already knowing who it was, I grabbed the anti acids and made my way to the bathroom. Seeing y/n still hovered over the toilet, I had squat down besides her and pulled her hair back. We was just sitting there for five minutes after she was finally done.

After helping her up and giving her the medicine, she made her way to our bedroom. Probably to steal one of my shirts again. They're like an oversized dress on her. Although, with how they reach the floor on her, I can't help but think how amazing she looks in them.

"So, how long have you been having the sickness?" I asked as she made her way to me in the kitchen. "We just bought that bottle and it's half way gone." I said with a chuckle as I received one from y/n.

"About four days. Recovery Girl bought me one for work yesterday. So I have now own at every place I go." She said with a small giggle. "But I hadn't planned on becoming friends with our toilet."

I handed her a plate with her favorite mochi and sweets along with some of the strawberry mochi. "Here, Hun. Try refilling your stomach. It's not greasy, so you should be good."