☾ ⋆*･ﾟ⚾️ :⋆*･ﾟ"We're entwined by a baby Kaiju for gods sake so get yourself together!"
After years apart, two long lost friends reunite to care for a baby kaiju, rediscovering their bond as they navigate parenthood together. Through laughter, chall...
"Mina we've got plenty of fish and Pon de Rings, right?" I ask, stroking the baby as she falls to sleep with one of Ken's broken fancy cars curled up with her.
"Yes, Saki. We're all stocked up."
I step back as Mina puts the unit around her and puts the lid on separately with her robotic arms so she is secure.
"Now, if she wakes up, put her show on," Ken says, "let her dance her little heart out to that stupid song."
"And if there's any trouble, you ping us on our watch, okay?"
"Guys. She's never been safer. Have a good time."
I look at her one last time, my heart ached to leave her. All I wanted was just to be with her. Ken slides his hand into mine, weaving our fingers together as I look up at him, my eyes glossy and he could tell why.
"She'll be okay," he reassures.
With a heavy heart I walk away with Ken by my side, my other arm curling around his, my chest pressed against him. I always knew he was handsome but tonight, seeing him in an outfit other than his pyjamas or his baseball jersey made my stomach do all types of somersaults.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" He asks once we stepped into the elevator.
Heat rushes to my cheeks and I'm sure he could tell because he let out a light chuckle. I replace my embarrassment with a smile, "you clean up pretty well yourself Sato."
☾ ⋆*･ﾟ⚾️ :⋆*･ﾟ
He takes us on his motorcycle. Weaving through the traffic as my arms clutched around his waist. The air was lovely tonight and was sort of refreshing.
We arrive at the olden style venue and we knew exactly what we wanted.
Shortly after, the old man gives us two tonkatsu dishes. He look at each other in awe before putting our hands together at our chest and closing our eyes, "Itadakimasu!" We both say simultaneously.
We waste no time digging in. We put the first piece in our mouths and it was an explosion of crispiness and whatever sauce they used to pair with the cutlet, "Mmm. I've missed this," I say. The flavours were truly orgasmic.
"Mmm. Amazing!"
"I haven't been here in so long and I don't know why."
"Yeah, your Dad and my Mom would bring us here whenever Ultrawoman and Ultraman were out doing their thing."
"We always told everyone they were working late."
He lets out a short chuckle, "those were much simpler times."
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