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"There's a kid I like at my school,"
Those words made Akaza's heart sink,he remembers when his now husband said those words.Talking about him.Douma is a yandere,willing to kill if he 'needs' to when it comes to his darling and he's scared that it will pass down to their son.
"That's good!What is their name?" Douma questioned,feeling his lover tense up in his arms.This was something that he hoped would happen,a little mini me as he'd call it.He wanted the yandere blood line to carry on and it looked like it had passed down to their son already.
"Yuu Ito," Ryozo answered as he tapped his pen rhythmically on the table,day dreaming about his new found crush.This boy that he liked was always nice to him,they sat together at lunch and even did their homework together.It didn't feel real,to get so lucky with a boy like him.He was glad he found though,before anybody else got their filthy hands on him."You know..." the 14 year old perked his head up to see his dad now sitting across from him."I was,and still am,a yandere.For your mother of course," a yandere,his own father.It excited him.Leaning forward,he begged for more information and that's what he got.Before the pinkette spoke up."L-Love I don't think you should be filling up his head like that!" Akaza's voice sounded shaky,brimming with a fear that he refused to show."Are you scared I'll be like dad?" Ryozo questioned his mother but go no answer.He took that as a yes.
"I promise I won't!Mom...I promise." Douma sighed,knowing that no matter what his son promised,he'd be a carbon copy of himself."Alright Ryozo,off to bed!" The teenager nodded and sprinted up stairs,humming to himself the whole way.Excited for school tomorrow since he'd get to see Yuu again and maybe even go to his house after school.
Akaza's voice hitched in surprise as two large palms rested on his hip."Darling I'd like for him to turn out like me,we already discussed this." Of course upsetting his husband wouldn't do any good,being out-powered by a 6'2 man with the knowledge of how to hurt him and get away with it was not good."I-I know..just..can we wait a bit before we encourage th-this behaviour?" Hoping this would work,he forced a smile that could be seen through the small mirror next to the kitchen sink.He was shaking."How much longer do you want?" Thinking of about 10 years,that's how long he wanted to wait but he knew that answer would be despised and ignored so he'd have to come up with a better one."Until he's 16?" Please,please agree to this.No answer.Two arms wrapped around his waist and a kiss was placed against the pale skin of his neck making him yelp in surprise."Alright then darling," Douma smiled as he pulled himself away from his husband.
"Meet me in bed when you've finished whatever you're doing," he kissed his lover's cheek before disappearing out of the kitchen.He didn't have to wait long,about 12 minutes,before Akaza followed after him.The pinkette climbed into bed and snuggled into his chest,clutching onto the dark blue shirt the older wore.When they first started 'dating' he had refused to cuddle up to him,sleeping downstairs on the couch but after a while he got use to the idea and slowly warmed up it."We've come a long way,don't you agree Akaza?When we first started dating you hated me but look at us now,we're married and even have a son!" Douma was just ranting at this point,saying this,that and the other.Slowly,Akaza started to drift off to sleep and zone out,snuggling into his lover's chest even more before falling asleep.
