yandere Gun x Fem Reader: Your Mother Loves Me

23. Name

"Renjiro."

Everyone turned to look at me.

"Son of connection, really?" Gun smiled. "I pay for your father's surgery in return for a child so you bake our son, son of connection?"

"You pick then!" I glared.

"No. It suits him."

Ren looked up at me with tired eyes. He gripped my shirt and I rocked him.

His eyes slowly closed and he fell asleep.

Gun reached for him but I pulled away.

I don't want Gun to hurt him.

But I knew he would eventually hold him.

But does it have to be now?

He's gonna hold him when I'm asleep.

So what if I just refuse to sleep?

"Give him to me."

Has he sent the money over? Probably not.

I slowly handed him to Gun who smiled.

A few years later, and I was arguing with Gun.

"I don't care! I didn't just let you get me pregnant once, but twice! Give me evidence that my parents are alive!"

Gun looked down at me then past me.

He smiled.

I turned and smiled.

Renjiro who was five and Yukito who was three walked in.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Yuk let go of Ren's hand and ran over to us.

"My babies! How did you sleep?" I knelt down to hug my boys.

"Good! How did you sleep, Mommy?" Ren looked up at me.

"Great! What do you guys want for breakfast?" 

"What? No hug for me?" Gun asked and they ran over to hug him.

I have to admit. He's a great dad.

He loves them, plays games, will get up to comfort them when they wet the bed or throw up.

Of course, I do that too, but I didn't expect him to actually interact with them once they were born.

"Breakfast is ready!" Akari smiled.

I've been learning Japanese slowly.

"Good morning, Akari!" My sons greeted and she giggled.

"Good morning, young masters!"

"Come on. Let's not let the food they worked hard on get cold." I took my boys hands and led them to the dining room as they told me about their dreams at the same time.

"Wow." I nodded and we sat down.

"Yeah! And- and! Oh, before that!"

"Ren, don't talk with your mouth full." Gun said.

"Sorry!"

"I don't want eggs!" Yuk screamed.

"Lower your voice." Gun ordered and all went silent. Yuk turned to me for comfort so I caressed his cheek and smiled.

"It's okay not to want something. But that doesn't mean you have to scream and shout. Okay?"

"Okay... can I have oatmeal instead? With strawberries and blueberries?"

"Of course you can, my love."

One of the maids served him his breakfast and we ate.