You are the second daughter of the flame hero endeavor. Him being the father it is it's hard to know if he loves and cares for you. You decide to become a hero to have that attention you've always wanted. Wanting this so badly you push all romantic...
(Oh damn I just saw that the last since the last part I updated june 23 that's a long time o^o)
Your POV
He gets off and plops next to me. we both breathe out. "That was quick and quiet but still amazing." I say. "It always is." He says then kisses me and gets up. "So this is baby blaze's room." He says getting dressed looking around. "Mhm." I say. "Mind if I snoop." He says with a smirk.
"Yes I do mind." I say getting dressed. "Well too bad I'm going to be your husband and I want to get as much intel as I can." He says opening drawers. "I knew you'd say that but really I don't mind. I don't have anything to hide." I say. He goes through it. "Aw this is adorable. You really have this." He says holding the teddy bear. "Yeah I took it with me where ever I went." I say. He puts it back gently. He goes through more stuff.
"So you were a little picasso." He says sits next to me and opens the notebook. His face isn't so happy now. "Jesus christ you were in a dark place as a kid. Darker than I've heard." He says. "It's okay now though. It's all in the past." I say. He puts it down and reaches for the bedside drawer. I stop him. "Not that one." I say.
"Oh why not." He asks concerned. "It's my special drawer." I say looking away embarrassed. "Oh." He says. "Shouldn't I be able to go through it I am your special person." He says. He gets close to my ear. "You're my special person you know that." He says. "Fine." I say.
"Thank you milady." He says. "Ooo a diary." He says. "I was like 15-16 when I stopped writing." I say. "Then let's see what you wrote." He says. I already know what's in it. About wanting my dad's approval and every time I just got a glance from him. Also about training Every look had a different meaning.
I never wrote about boys I think. He puts a hand on his chest. "I have a rival." He says looking at the book. "No you don't." I say. He clears his throat. "Today Tensei Iida asked me out. He's handsome and sweet. He's kind and a gentleman." He says. I blush from the words. "Okay that's enough reading." I say and try to take it from him.
"No no no I want to read more it's just getting interesting." He says holding the book away from me. I whine out of embarrassment. His face is shocked. "I don't know who this Masaru Bakugo is but he better step off." He says. Oh yeah I forgot I had a crush on him. "Also this Taishiro Toyomitsu... Wait Taishiro sounds familiar. " He says. Oh no. "Fatgum! You had a crush on Fatgum?! You have a type blonde and in charge. Am I gonna have to fight for your love?" He teases.
I snatch the book red as can be. "No." I say and hold it close. "Okay I'm just teasing. I'll stop and make it up to you. Take you to dinner and a movie a whole weekend." He says and kisses my shoulder. "Fine." I say. "Oh my sweet little hot stuff I'll never get tired of teasing you." He says. I groan. "Let's go back down stairs." He says.
"Fine you jerk face." I say. He takes my hand and we leave. We get down stairs and everyone is talking. "Perfect right on time." Grandpa says. "Hm?" I say. He pulls some books out from his briefcase. "Teka wanted to change your mind about this hero business as usual. So she wanted to prove that by showing your baby pictures." He says.
Oh boy. I look over at him. He looks at me with a smirk. I squint at him. Telling him you wouldn't dare. "I bet you were the cutest baby." He says and sits down. Natsuo hands him a book and he sits next to grandpa. Grandpa pats the spot in between him and Teka. I sigh and go sit.
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"You were the cutest baby I've ever seen." He says. I just look to the side embarrassed. I look over at Teka. She isn't looking at me. She wasn't really a big fan of babies that's why she only had dad. Grandpa really wanted kids. Then dad came.
There aren't many pictures of us together. She did have her moments though. Like dad. She did carry me to my bed once I fell asleep on the living room floor. I was picked up. She hushed me and I fell back asleep. She's soft on the inside I know she is.
I rub my cheek. "Stop staring at me." She says her eyebrow twitching. I lean on her shoulder. She groans. "You're getting softer with age." Grandpa says with a smirk. "Watch it." Teka says. "You are too (Y/n) you don't look as mean as usual." Keigo says.
I look at him. "You're walking on thin ice Keigo." I say. "It's just the eyebrows they have angry eyebrows no matter how they shape them same goes for Enji." Grandpa says. Keigo looks at us. "They do." He says. "Tch." We say. "You're right though I guess." I say.
He looks at me almost shocked. "I've softened up and been more open." I say. "Although I'm not sure if it's a good thing seeing how you've been acting today." I say my eyebrow twitching. "You know teasing you is a hobby of mine." He says with a smile. I just give him a look.
"So when will we be getting great grandkids." Grandpa says. Dad and Natsuo spit their tea out. "Oh God." I say embarrassed. "You better not have any kids while I'm alive I refuse to be known as a great grandmother while I'm still living." Teka says. "Don't be like that Teka you'll live a long life." Grandpa says. "Plus don't you want to see them in cute little outfits. You loved to dress the babies up. Nothing but the highest of fashion for your son and grandchildren. That's what you always said." He says. "I did not." She says.
"Oh really." He says. He looks to the book. This outfit was 100 dollars because it was made by the most famous fashion designer in Japan. You got the price knocked down because you modeled for his maternity wear and 100 was the lowered price." He says. "It was a cute outfit." She says.