My Son (young Takami Keigo + m!reader)

28

"You ready to go to your c-cert? Is that what people your age are calling concerts nowadays?"

Keigo rollled his eyes and sighed,
"No, and I think you know that. But yeah, I'm ready,"

You straighten out the shirt he was wearing,
"It was very nice of Mr. Todoroki to get you and Touya VIP seats, and I'm glad he's chaperoning as well,"

As you finished tidying up your son, a car pulled into your driveway, and you knew the time had come for your son to leave.

"Have fun! And be safe! And make sure to put your earplugs in if it gets too loud!"
You fussed.

"I know, I will! Bye dad!"
He yelled as he left.

But just a moment, later, he came rushing back into the house.

"If you invite [babygirl name] over, please don't do anything... you know?"
He gave you an embarrassed look as he spoke.

"KEIGO TAKAMI (L/N)!,"
You spoke with a disgusted expression. This type of topic was not one you were going to talk to him about.

Ooh, his full name. He knew he had to get away quick.

"Okay bye dad, love you!"
He said before running off, not wanting to face the consequences of his actions.

You crossed your arms as he left. How dare he ask you something like that?! He was only sixteen! And besides, you were an adult, and this was your house. You could do whatever you wanted!

In any case, you had better things to do, like deep cleaning your entire house. You'd meant to do this a while ago, but because of your brush with death, it'd been delayed.

You'd even rented out a large carpet steam cleaner!

~ THE REST OF THIS CHAPTER GETS KIND OF ROMANCY IM WARNING YOU THIS IS THE POINT OF NO RETURN YOU CAN PRETEND IT NEVER HAPPENED IM SORRY I WAS BORED~

It was grueling work, but you got it done. The worst part was getting all the hair out of the shower drains. Despite Keigo taking impeccable care of his hair, so much of it still ended up in the drain and it was absolutely disgusting.

You decided to let yourself relax and sat down on your recently cleaned sofa with a nice cold drink.

It felt like forever since you were able to fully relax. Taking care of a child was hard work, even if they were a teenager. Not to mention your strange urge to always help people, you really just needed to let them deal with their stuff on their own.

You went to your front door when you heard a knock, and were happy to see your babygirl there with a bouquet of flowers for you.

"I brought your favorite!"
They said confidently, still not knowing that you didn't really have a favorite.

"That's sweet of you [babygirl name], what's the occasion?"
You said while leading them inside.

"I just wanted to do something nice for the man I love,"

DAMN, THE L-WORD ALREADY???
You thought to yourself.