(A/N) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) YOU KNOW WHAT THE FACE MEANS
"Yata, I want another baby."
Yata, who had been eating a bowl of rice, began choking at your sudden confession, chugging back half of his glass of water before looking at you with wide eyes, "W-What?!"
You leaned forward, resting your arms on the table and resting you chin in the palm of your hand, "I've been thinking about it a lot lately, and I want to have another baby."
"Another one?! Aren't two enough for you?"
You glared at him, "This isn't something to joke about, you ass."
"Sorry, sorry," He sighed, pushing his food aside, "But you caught me off guard, you know. This came out of nowhere."
"I know, though I've been dropping hints at you for the past few weeks, but you never caught on," You sighed, "It's just, Akemi and Kohta are getting older and they won't let be baby them anymore," You pouted, "and I just really, really want another child. Like, really, really bad."
"Y/N-"
"I mean, we don't have to, if you really don't want another child," You said, cutting him off, "but I just wanted you to know how I've been feeling lately."
Yata watched as you deflated a bit, slouching back into your chair instead of sitting up, a pouty frown on your face. Honestly, the idea of another kid didn't upset Yata at all, he was just shocked at the suddenness of the idea.
"Y/N," Yata pushed his chair back and stood in front of you, grabbing your face and making you look at him, "I'm not as hesitant as you think I am. If you wanna have another kid, then fuck yeah, let's have another kid."
You blinked, a bit shocked at what you were hearing. You were sure that he wouldn't want another child now that Akemi and Kohta we almost thirteen and nine.
"Really?" You questioned, a tingling in your chest, "You really want another kid? You're not fucking with me?"
"Yeah, really. I want another one."
You broke out into a large grin, shooting upwards to pull him into a happy, passionate kiss. Yata kissed you back, grunting when you suddenly shoved him back into his chair and straddled him.
"I'm so happy that you want another child," You whispered against his lips, your hands already going for his zipper. Akemi and Kohta were at school, so you had plenty of time.
"W-Whoa!" Yata huffed out a laugh as he gripped your hips, "We're not wasting any time, are we?"
"The sooner, the better," You smirked, yanking his pants down to his knees.
"If you say so-aaa~!"
You pouted as you slumped down in the booth next to Maria, nearly slamming your head into the table as you rested your forehead against the cool surface.
"Still no luck, huh?" Maria questioned sympathetically, bouncing her one year old on her leg gently. You groaned, folding your arms under your head.
"No. This is ridiculous!" You huffed, "Why can't I get pregnant again?!"
Maria just patted your arm.
Meanwhile, Yata sighed as he slouched back against the bar, making Izumo raise an eyebrow, "Everything alright, Yata?"
"Not really."
Izumo frowned, "Y/N still isn't pregnant, huh?"
"No, and it's seriously depressing her," Yata sighed, pulling himself up onto a stool instead, "And she's physically wearing me out."
