(old work — 2016)
Guten Tag, Menschen, die nicht oder nicht sein kann, lesen. So, as most of you probably know, the last thing I wrote in this book was a ChuuyaxReader. And apparently, it was SOOO AMAZING that a Part Two was requested, by the one, the only, pinkpastelcalesti !!!! Now, I hope you all enjoy this! Also, I have no idea why Jump On It is up there.
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Over-Protectiveness.
Chuuya pushed the shopping cart down the isle quickly, trying to keep up with his wife. (Y/n) had a list written down on her hand of everything you would possibly need when you have a baby.
Baby powder? Check.
50 packs of diapers? Check.
Baby gates? Check.
Rubber caps? Check.
And so on, and so forth.
The cart was filled to the brim, and also developing a small mountain on top of it of baby stuff. Chuuya looked at it all, then his credit card, then the cashier, and sweat dropped. Big bucks were spent...
(Y/n) put a baby gate in every doorway. She put baby locks on the toilets, on the fridge, on the front door, for crying out loud! She stuck a rubber cap on the tip of any sharp object in the house. (Y/n) even made sure that the crib was safe. THE. CRIB.
Chuuya looked around his and (Y/n)'s apartment. It was practically wrapped in bubble wrap. Chuuya looked over at his wife, who was smiling at the apartment and then smiling at her stomach. This made him smile. Chuuya gently embraced (Y/n) in a hug, then pecked her on the nose.
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Mood Swings.
"Chuuya..!" (Y/n) called frantically. Chuuya came rushing out of the bathroom, hair messed up, toothbrush dangling from his mouth.
"What?! What is it?! Are you okay?!" Chuuya cried as he rushed over to (Y/n). She held a sad look on her face, as if she were about to cry at any given moment. "Hey... (Nickname), you alright?" Chuuya asked gently and sincerely. (Y/n) pulled Chuuya into a hug and cried onto his shoulder.
"I'm just... So sad! I don't know why but I just want to cry!" (Y/n) explained as she kept crying. Chuuya patted her back and rubbed it gently.
"It's alright, (Nickname). Everything is alright." Chuuya said as (Y/n) sniffled. All of a sudden, she went quiet. No sniffles, no whimpers. Nothing. "(Y/n)..?" Chuuya asked worriedly as he pulled away from the hug. (Y/n) looked at Chuuya with a smile.
"Yes, Chuuya?" Chuuya stood there for a moment, confused. "Oh, would you like me to make something special for breakfast? Oh, I'm just so happy right now all I want to do is spread that happiness!!!" (Y/n) exclaimed as she danced lightly around the hallway. Chuuya raised a brow. (Y/n)'s dancing halted, and she abruptly turned around to face Chuuya, a horrifyingly angry expression on her face.
"AnSwEr Me, ChUuYa!1!1!" She yelled in one of the scariest voices he'd ever heard. Chuuya panicked slightly.
"Uhm, Waffles would be nice..." He answered hesitantly. In an instant, (Y/n)'s happiness returned and she trotted off to the kitchen.
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Food Cravings.
"Mummy! Mummy!" The child called. "Look what I found!" The child held up a rock. It was a nice rock.
"That's very nice, sweetie." (Y/n) said as she patted the kid on the head gently. "Why don't you go put it back so it can be at home?"
"Okie!!" The child ran quickly to return the rock. (Y/n) looked at her phone and saw how late it had gotten. She stood from her place on the park's grass and called for her spawn.
"Chimichanga! It's time to go, Chimichanga! We'll be late for dinner!" (Y/n) called out. Suddenly, a child-sized chimichanga hopped up to her.
"Let's go home, Mummy!"
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(Y/n) sat up abruptly in bed, eyes as wide as saucers. "Unholy pile of shit." The movement easily woke Chuuya up, as well.
"What?" Chuuya asked in a yawn, groggy from sleep.
"I dreamt our kid was a chimichanga." (Y/n) replied like it was nothing.
"Oh is that all- OH. What?" Chuuya sat up as well. (Y/n) just shrugged at her husband. Chuuya yawned again and laid back down. "Whatever, night."
"Oh, Chuuya, honey dear!" (Y/n) said. Chuuya cringed, she only called him honey dear when she wanted something from him. He sighed and replied with a quiet 'yes?'. "Now that I'm thinking about it, could you go and grab me some chimichangas?"
"What?! It's two in the god damn morning, woman!" Chuuya yelled, exasperated. But then it happened. He was given... The puppy dog face.
Not three minutes later, Chuuya was grabbing his keys. His destination: some little mini mart that was open 24 hours a day and sold chimichangas. Chuuya sighed heavily as he shut the door, thus beginning his quest.
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Hip Mom.
Baby's R Us. Oh, how Chuuya had come to despise that store. But, nevertheless, (Y/n) wanted to go in. And (Y/n)'s happiness was Chuuya's happiness. So, there they were, surrounded by... baby clothes. It was the only thing they hadn't gone shopping for yet.
"Oh! Chuuya! This is adorable!" (Y/n) as she held up a purple and blue onesie. Before Chuuya could comment, she tossed it to the side, rushing to another cute thing she saw. Chuuya caught the onesie in the basket as you gasped. "Chuuya!!! Look at this!!" She held up a white onesie with light green pipeline stripes and ducks on the feet.
And, once again, before Chuuya could comment, (Y/n) had already cast that one aside, finding interest in something seemingly better. He caught the onesie with ease and slinked over to (Y/n). And this went on and on and on, until Chuuya alerted (Y/n) that the basket was filled and very, very heavy.
The couple walked to the self checkouts. Chuuya placed the basket on the side while (Y/n) picked up each item and scanned in, putting it in a plastic bag. Onesies, shoes, shirts, pants, hats, etc. anything you could think of that a baby could wear, it was there. (Y/n) scanned the last item and put it in one of the bags.
Once she pressed "ready for checkout", the total appeared on the screen in large numbers. ¥24217.20. Chuuya sweat dropped and sighed deeply. He dropped his head and groaned as he handed over the credit card. And cringed at the sound of his beautiful money being thrown away.
"Chuuya!" (Y/n) yelled excitedly. Chuuya looked at her as opposed to the television. "Guess what!"
"What?" Chuuya asked, going along with his wife's antics. She squealed and continued.
"I found this baby aerobics class! For the Mum and child to do together! Isn't that exciting! I'm going to be like one of those mums on TV shows!" She bounced around, happy as can be. Chuuya nodded along, even though he didn't understand the point of 'Baby Aerobics' or whatever that means.
"Oh, and Chuuya, honey dear?" Chuuya groaned, awaiting his next ridiculous task. Assuming there was one, I mean, she did called him Honey Dear. "Could you pick up some Haggis for me?" Chuuya groaned and hit himself in the face with one of the throw pillows. It was almost midnight, they live in Yokohama, Japan, and she wanted Haggis. HAGGIS.
It's a good thing Chuuya loves her.
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There. Done. I hope you all liked it. It was a lot more light hearted than Part One, by a landslide. And, also, if you make the right mental pictures, it can be pretty damn hilarious- if I do say so myself.
Anyways, Grim OUT!
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