[Life after Marriage] - Akaashi Keiji

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What better way to start a series than beginning it with Akaashi! ((: Well, enjoy alright! Credits to the amazing artist that drew that picture for this! <3 ((Pic found on Pinterest btw))

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"Keiji! Cuddle with me!" I shouted from the bedroom, laying on my side carefully so that I do not harm the baby in me in anyway possible, "(Name), good morning. How was sleep?" He greeted, slowing making me lean my back on the head rest while making me lean my head on his well-built chest. "Our daughter have been kicking non-stop." I whined, interlocking my fingers with his as he moved his free hand to let it rest on my swelling belly. "Hey, don't hurt mama alright? Be a good girl just like mama and come out quick so that we can finally do those things again." He smirked up, and gave me a wink which made me giggle.

~2 weeks later~

"Keiji!! Keiji!! It hurts!!" I shouted from the hospital ward, hoping that my screams would attract the attention of a nearby nurse and it did. Akaashi had last minute work to do so he had to leave me, but was notified immediately. When I was about to give up, he burst into the operation room and held my hand tightly, "Come on princess, you can do it. It'll all be over. I love you." He placed his lips softly on me temple as I continued to push and kept repeating soothing and encouraging words. My scream that filled the operation room died down and was replaced with baby cries. "I love you,princess." Were the last words I heard before I fainted and enter a long, peaceful slumber.

"Mmmm... Keiji..." I moaned reaching my hand out so that I could feel his strong mascular arms around me after a tiring push. "I love you. I really do." He whispered, holding me tight then adjusting the upper part of the bed so that I was sitting upright while and could see everyone in the ward with us. Tsukishima-Kun, Kuroo-San and Bokuto-San, "Thank you for coming and your gifts, there's really no need for it." I managed a smile, as I looked around at all of their concerned and relieved face that I was okay. "All these are supplements that would really help you to recuperate." Kuroo explained, "Yeah! It's not a hassle at all, in fact, call us if you need any baby sitting!" Bokuto offered and immediately Akaashi and Tsukishima turned pale, "No."

"Mrs Akaashi? Are you feeling better? I suggest you stay in the hospital for a few more days in case you feel sick or unwell, also, your daughter is doing great. Shall I bring her here for you?" A nurse asked politely, while setting my meal on the movable tray table and I nodded thanking her before she went out. I quickly bought the table closer to me and hurriedly ate my food, before the nurse came back with my daughter so that I had enough energy to carry her. "Relax, princess. You're going to choke." Akaashi smiled, but I ignored him and glomped down my food while waiting to see my daughter.

"Mrs Akaashi, here's your daughter and I shall take your tray for you. Please rest well, I will be back in an hour's time to bring her back to the nursery." The nurse gave me a warm smile before leaving the room. "Woah! she's so cute!" Bokuto commented, "Exactly like (Name)-chan!" Kuroo chimed, "She has Akaashi-san's eyes." Tsukishima pointed out,"Akaashi... Miwako." I simply said, kissing her on the forehead, "Such a beautiful name for a lovely small princess." Akaashi said simply and hugged both me and our newborn child protectively as 3 of his bros (Mmmmhmmmm.. You knoe what's gonna happennn!~) watched in jealousy. "Oya." Akaashi, me and our new bornchild made a fist and placed it infront of them, "Oya,Oya." Brokuto joined in, placing his fist against ours, "Oya,Oya,Oya."Kubroo continued and did the same as we looked at Tsukishima, "Oya." He murmured softly and followed to form a complete circle. "Welcome to the bro team." Akaashi whispered to Miwako who subconsciously smiled in her sleep. Yeah, she likes the idea and so do we.

~The end~

Soooo how was ittttt *Smirk Smirk*

OYAA~!

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