a/n : this is just a quick, funny scenario prompted by an ask from my tumblr <3
it was really fun to write but it's very informal so please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes and enjoy the read my loves <3
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Ren and Kirishima spending time together while you did a quick run to a shop nearby. Usually, Kirishima asked for any ingredients you would need before he came over as he picked them up on his way there but you had forgotten to mention needing more pasta sauce for tonight's dinner so, taking responsibility, you went off to quickly retrieve it.
In the meantime, Ren and Kirishima were played heroes and villains together. All was well until Ren's little tummy suddenly rumbled - it was absolutely adorable. Pouting, Ren plops down to pat at the pudge that was his stomach before staring up at Kirishima.
"Hungy," he whispered, almost ashamed that he couldn't wait until you finished cooking dinner. Sympathising for him, Kirishima picked up your son to stand him up before leading him to the pantry.
"A little snack to tide you over for the mean time won't hurt," Kirishima hummed and grinned as Ren jumped in place, clapping his little hands in glee.
"Snack! Snack!"
It took everything for the red-headed hero to keep from sweeping the little boy up into his arms and snuggling him to death.
Chuckling to himself at Ren's antics, Kirishima searched for a light snack that wouldn't spoil dinner too much for the little boy bouncing around his feet. The red-head would never want to ruin your hard work in the kitchen, all your meals never failed to fill his stomach contentedly each night, and he's sure the same can be said for Ren, so maybe a juice box?...
Distracted with what to pick out for Ren's snack, Kirishima didn't realise he had accidentally knocked over a pack of tortillas until he heard a frightened shout for his name.
"Kiripima!"
"Oh-!" with his trained reflexes he was able to catch the falling tortillas in time. Meeting eyes with Ren's frightened ones, the hero immediately tried to defuse the tension, "More like Hurricane Tortilla!" he joked after animatedly wiping non-existant sweat off his brow and earning a squeal of delight from the three year old.
When you got home and finished making dinner, you were told of a very interesting adventure Ren had with a 'hurricane'. The following night, the three of you had Cannelloni for dinner.
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𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ; BAKUSQUAD
Fanfiction⏤ENDEARMENT . . . a phrase or word used to address a person the speaker feels love or affection for in this case, it's how a child addresses the new parental figure in their life
