𝔼𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 【𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦】

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟠: 𝙂𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚

Second P.O.V

"All I'm saying is that you'd totally be a dilf if we had a child!" You chuckled as your husband did too under you. You currently layed with him on the couch - you on top of him as he held your waist. You didn't really plan out what you two wanted to do on Sunday so you just resorted to idling around.
"In that case you'd be a dilf too cutie." He left kisses on your neck with a wide smile. One of your hands pat Buddy that layed on the floor next to the couch and your other pat Eijiro. It was a very nice moment.

"We're not getting a kid though." You let out a sigh, not one of disappointment but relief. He hummed, still kissing you.
"We'll see if we ever want it okay? I mean who knows what the future holds for us!" He said with his contagious enthusiasm. "We could be chilling like this one night and start travelling the world the next! That's what I love about the future, it's unpredictable."

You hummed, feeling your mood slightly drop and paranoia settle in. "Yeah, that's what I hate about the future..." You rubbed sleeping Buddy's head, really realizing how much you're grateful for the present.
The red head noticed your mood shift and held you tighter. "Now come on honey, if you don't hope for the best then it won't happen! Manifestation baby!" He said, almost yelling the last part and laughing afterwards. He really is the brightest thing you've ever seen. Not even the sun compares.

You nodded, your smile returning to your face. "You really believe in-" You started but got cut off by Eijiro's phone buzzing and ringing in his pocket - his ringtone was your current favorite song.
Eijiro let out an exhausted and bothered sigh as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He picked up the call with a hello and then could be heard faint talking of the person on the other side.
He hummed as a reply sometimes during the call, seemingly getting annoyed as the call went on.

"Okay I'll be there. Yeah don't worry about it." He let out a deep sigh as he turned off the call and put his phone back into his pocket, this time sitting up and placing you onto the sofa to sit on your own.
"Who was it?" You asked, a slightly worried expression on your face.
"Just work," Your husband replied as he stood up and went to get his jacket. "The agency needs me regarding the new villain. I'm so sorry honey." His voice sounded so sad, kissing your forehead before heading to the door.

"It's okay. Stay safe, I'll see you when you come back." You waved at him with a smile, a little upset that your time together got cut short. He nodded, shooting you a smile of his own before he headed out.
You pouted, laying down on the couch to just stare at the ceiling. There are times when you wish he wasn't a hero and didn't have to got to work so fucking often. It hurt; the worry, the 'what if's and the utter loneliness you felt whenever he left.
But you know that he saves people. He's a good person and he likes his job. You let out a sigh, feeling like crying.

As if on queue, your own phone started to ring on the conference table next to you. You sat up a little confused at the odd timing and why was someone calling you. You looked at the ID seeing that it's your recently made friend, Kai.
You smile a little, picking up the phone and answering the call.

"Hey Kai, what's up?" You greeted the male, not waiting long for his response.
"Hey. I'm just bored, can I come over or are you busy?" He said, his voice sounding a little impatient and bothered for whatever reason. Your smile widens.
"No I'm not busy really. I'd love to hang out." You said, your voice holding slight happiness. Kai hummed, telling you that he'll be there in ten minutes and then hung up.

You stood up and decided to make him black coffee in the ten minutes you'd spend waiting anyway. Why black coffee? Because it was the thing he always ordered when he came to the cafe and you figured it might make him happy that you remember that. Even though he remains mostly emotionless, you can tell sometimes what's he feeling. It's more of a gut feeling than anything though.