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Daddy (Mitsutada x Reader)

I can't stop imagining Mitsutada as my caring Daddy.

***

"This tastes reaaaally good. I want another bowl of this," you carefreely exclaimed after you gulped down a bowl of Mitsutada's signature soup.

"No, you can't," the Sword answered rather boldly.

Now you whined. "Whyyyyy?"

"Because you'll gain weight from excessive eating and you'll definitely regret it later, (Y/N)-sama," Mitsutada answered, on which you whined louder. You flailed around, trying to grab a large pot which inside was full of Mitsutada's delightful soup, but he pushed it out of your reach. Out of desperation, you showed him your cutest puppy eyes and pleaded.

"Micchan, pretty please?"

"No,"

You almost cried.

***

Daddy. That's what Mitsutada was to you. He took care of you just like you were his own daughter. Or you thought so. He always tried to appear cool and trustworthy in front of everyone, but when it comes to taking care of you, he immediately turned into the most gentle father you've ever seen. He worried about your health when the work is tough, noticed your insecurity about the shape of your body and arranged a healthy diet just for you, prevented you from neglecting your health, and offered great mental support when you're down. Of course you're happy that someone cares so much about you, but...

Truth is, you loved him maybe a little more than merely a Daddy.

His simple acts could easily make you blush. Like giving pats to your head, when he pinched your plump cheeks, or by simply complimenting you. Witnessing his fury in the heat of the battle made your heart leap, and the sight of heavily injured Mitsutada made your chest ache.

Plus, how does one not admire his beauty? His slightly tanned skin adorned with scars, witnesses of the battle in which he gained his victory, his dark locks framing his sharp jaws, also his golden eye wich was gentle and inviting in the same time. Don't miss his perfectly scuplted muscles. There's not a feature of his which you don't admire. Even his scars made him look manlier (and hotter).

Then you slapped both of your cheeks for dazing off. You're currently dealing with your reports. Your eyes were too tired from staring at the laptop since noon. You haven't had a proper sleep for straight three days. You also haven't took proper meals and hydration. Right now, you're completely worn and tired. If only Mitsutada was by your side, then he wouldn't allow such things to happen. Unfortunately, the Sword has just come back from a long, tiring battle, ans by now, he should be in his repair room.

When you were just about to continue typing, your vision suddenly turned blurry. You blinked your eyes, and attempted to type again. It was all the same. I'm too tired, you thought to yourself, but these reports aren't gonna finish themselves. So you forced yourself to work anyway.

It wasn't long before you heard quick footsteps, followed by the sound of your door opened and someone entered your room. You instantly panicked, but your mind and your body felt like they were separated from your consciousness, and you couldn't react. All you remembered was you suddenly felt that someone picked you up. You panicked even more, trying to break free from the grip, but suddenly a gentle voice calmed you down.

"Easy, (Y/N)-sama," Mitsutada whispered. You sighed in relief.

"Micchan... bring me back... my works--"

"They can wait," Mitsutada quickly hushed you. "You are too tired to continue, (Y/N)-sama. I'll carry you to your room,"

Your fatigue silenced your protests, and you simply nodded.

A few moments later, you felt something soft against your skin. Mitsutada had laid you down to your futon and covered you with your blanket.

"Micchan..." you spoke in a weak voice, "thank you,"

"It's nothing," and through your half-lidded eyes, you could still see that the Sword was smiling. His gentle smile...

"Oh, and also, here's a special service from me," he continued, making you furrow your brows. But your confusion quickly faded away, replaced by embarrassment and overwhelming happiness as you felt Mitsutada's lips against your forehead. You quickly turned beet red, eliciting an amused chuckle from the Sword.

"Sleep tight, (Y/N)-sama,"

***

Rays of sunlight made it through your window, and shot straight to your eyes. You groaned. The warmth enveloping you were too comfortable, and you wanted to sleep longer. Your futon has never felt so comfortable before. Probably because I'm too tired, you thought to yourself.

But wait.

You regained bits by bits of your consciousness and blushed the brightest shadow of crimson when you realized the reason why your bed was unbearably comfy.

You saw two lean arms wrapped around your body, and when you turned your back, you saw that Mitsutada was sleeping. Next to you. You let out a panicked squeak, unsure of what to do. This made him flutter his eye open, before cracking up a gentle smile, stretching and yawning.

"Ah~ good morning, (Y/N)-sama,"

"W-why are you here?!"

"Haven't I tell you?" Mitsutada's smile turned into a mischievous one, the one that sent shivers down to your spine. With his messy bed hair, half-lidded eye, and hoarse voice, he couldn't be hotter. "It's my special service, right?"

"Uh..." you trailed off, covering your face with both of your hands. "T-thank you?"

"It's a pleasure to do so," the male got up, ready to leave the room. But you didn't want him to leave.

"Micchan, wait,"

He stopped halfway, and looked into your eyes. "What is it (Y/N)-sama?"

"I like you," you mumbled out of nowhere, immediately regretted it.

"Uh... sorry? Can you please repeat it? I can't hear you,"

"I like you," you said it louder. Honestly, you didn't know whether you were really bold, or really brave. "I like you... more than just a Sword. Or a Daddy. I like you. S-sorry...?"

You could vividly see that the Sword was taken aback at your confession. He went back to you, and bent down to peck your lips.

"Special service," he stated, with inviting smile on display, "for my special (Y/N)-sama,"

"I like you too, (Y/N). Since the first time I laid my eyes upon you. I'm really happy that you like me too...

... do you want a further special service~?"