❝ We're partners, aren't we? ❞
TOKYO REVENGERS X READER
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· •. ✶˚ Oneshots with the TR cast !!
because we all want these suckers to be
REAL
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· •. ✶˚ C...
Bonten!Ran chaotic kids you didn't neccisarly give birth, the kids could be adopted or smth b/c WE GOTTA KEEP IT GENDER NEUTRAL!!
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i planned on making this longer, but you know me I cAnT sAtIsFy YoUr NeEdS & yOu WAnT a gOOd ChApTEr
reference: chapter196
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"And be sure to be careful with how many sweets you give Ryota. His blood sugar is way too high for his age and we don't want to risk giving him diabetes."
Ran hummed in response, not daring to interrupt your rant.
"ALSO! Ryoko likes when you read him to sleep. It doesn't matter if it's Dr.Seuss or a gun safety manual, he just likes it when you talk."
He thinks, and realizes its more likely to read the threats Bonten has received than a gun safety manual -- mainly because he doesnt have one. Still, he hummed, putting the twins' coats on and letting them to run off again. Knowing he'd probably have to redo it when your rant is done.
“Make sure they don’t some across a… torture room or whatever. I swear if they do Haitani Ran-”
“Babe,” he faced you with a smile. “They won’t. I’ll keep them in my office, I promise.”
You sighed. You usually did your work at home so you could maintain the twins, but your boss needed you in today. Ran offered to bring Ryoko and Ryota to the Bonten hideout and care for them there. He’s their father, so you obviously said yes. But that didn’t stop you from being worried. The daiper bag was filled with snacks and toys for the twins, along with a change of clothes and blankets. Everything could go wrong when your children are as hardheaded as they are, it’s not bad to stress over every little detail.
“You don’t have anything dangerous or sharp in there, right?”
Ryota ran into your leg, giggling his ass off as his older brother chased him. Playing some kind of fantasy game and Ryoko seemed to be the monster. Your son held onto your leg harder squeling to you to ‘save him’.
“Asking [__] for help is cheating!”
“But [__] is the super hero!”
You passed the diaper bag to Ran, picking Ryota up and getting in character. “What’s the matter citizen?”
“Monster!!”
“ROAAAR!!”
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