Pity the Flowers:POVs Endeavor x femreader!

pov: having a truce in your and Endeavor's marriage

pov: having a truce in your and Endeavor's marriage (f!reader)

genre: fluff/angst
advisement: listen to the song while reading for full immersion
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Here's the deal
I promise you, like, a million tomorrows
- Lana Del Rey, Wildflower Wildfire

Touya, your baby, gurgled adoringly, finishing a whole bottle of milk. You swung your feet to the side of the bed so you can stand and make him burp when the shoji slid open. Enji. Touya excitedly stretches his arms to your husband and Enji swoops him away from your arms. His touch lingered, his teal eyes held yours moments longer than necessary and then, he looked down, an almost indiscernible smile on his mouth. He cooed at Touya, hugging the child, patting his tiny back and you laughed when Touya burps some of the milk out, staining his father's shoulder.

"How was he?" Enji asked, remaining unbothered by the damp spot on him.

"Restless." You beckoned your husband to wipe the milk off. "Kami knows how troublesome he'll be when he's older."

He hummed and pressed a quick kiss on his son's head. Your heart softened at how casual and unexpected it was. Enji gave off the feeling that he couldn't care less about children until they were a bit older, so to see him interacting alot with Touya had your... ovaries explode. You dabbed the towel on his shoulder distractedly.

"Enji..." You start. You bit your lip, worried. "Touya most likely didn't inherit my family's– Himura's frost." Your firstborn had Enji's eyes and hair; and if quirk DNA studies are true, then Touya will have your husband's quirk.

"I'm aware." He rubbed circles on Touya's scalp and the little traitor closed his eyes, snoozing in an instant. Enji did a double take at your annoyed expression. "What?"

You crossed your arms. "You're his favorite. I should've known. I was obsessed with your scent when he was in my tummy."

"Were you?" He bemused. Again, almost imperceptible with the harsh furrow of his brows.

"I don't think we should try for another kid so soon." You fiddled with baby's blanket.

"One year. We try again after one year." He murmured, a quick peck on Touya's head again.

"No. Not until you promise me that you'll never ever let our children know about our quirk marriage." You stand before him, cupping his chin.

"You mean to say that we shall present ourselves in a loving marriage and manner infront of our kids." He deadpanned.

"Yes!" You blurted. "Just act like you're in love with me."

"... if you need me to act, i won't." He shook his head a little, careful not to wake Touya.

"Would it kill you to cooperate?" Distractedly, you thumb his lips and then let go; you start to turn away and head back to bed. He's silent for a minute, watching you sit down on the bed.

"I can't act. I'm already there." He says out of nowhere.

You stilled.

He litters the conversations with little confessions like these; catching you surprise and had you staying up all night. It doesn't help that he looks so gentle holding baby Touya in his arms. Your smile becomes goofy, fixed in his direction and when he catches you staring, you act casual as if you were staring at him because you were staring at baby Touya.

You took a deep breath. And exhaled lengthy. "I like you, Enji."

The way his face brightens held your breath hostage that it stabs an ache in your chest,  because he thinks he finally did it. He finally won you over.