Saiki.K Oneshots

Daddy's got you

Y'all already know what I'm gonna say so I won't even say it.

Third POV

Kuniharu is very weird as you all know. But what happens when his son is involved in a situation where he needs to be serious?
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Kurumi was out at the store leaving Kusuo and Kuniharu alone in the house. Yikes. Kusuo was in his room while Kuniharu was sat on the couch watching tv. Everything was calm. . .

But was it though?

Kuniharu heard a couple of loud bangs from Kusuo's room but thought nothing of it. He then heard a few more louder crashes and decided to go and see what Kusuo was doing. But he wasn't ready for what would be behind the door.

Kusuo's POV

I don't know what happened. I just panicked. I don't even remember why I started panicking. I tried to steady myself on my desk but I put my hand on some books and they slipped off and fell onto the floor. Loudly. I reached up to cover my ears because of the noise and stumbled backwards. My heart felt like it was going to explode.

Was this a heart attack? Shouldn't that happen when I'm old and wrinkly?

I couldn't think of anything, only that my chest felt like it would burst open. I stumbled back into my bookshelf and a bunch of books fell off of it. I tried to go to pick up the books when I noticed my hands shaking. I couldn't even move my fingers. I felt something hot on my face. I went to touch it to find out what it was but my hands were shaking too much.

I realized that what was on my face was tears. This shocked me. I never cry. If anything I despise crying. I broke out into a cold sweat. I tried to catch my breath but my throat was very dry and felt like it was closing up.

I started to feel dizzy and went to sit down but instead crashed into my desk, knocked a bunch of things, including my computer, off it. My heart picked up and the tears came in quickly. I clutched at my shirt. When did it get so hot in here?

Kuniharu's POV

After I heard all the banging from Kusuo's room I wanted to go see what he was doing. I knocked on the door but got no answer. I opened the door and saw Kusuo sitting on the floor, clutching his shirt near his chest, breathing fast and unevenly, crying and shaking. "Kusuo!" I exclaimed in fear. I knelt down about two feet away from him. He moved his hand from his shirt to his head and started to pull at his hair.

"Kusuo, can you look at me please?" I asked gently. Kusuo lifted his head up just enough to reveal his eyes and look at me. "Can you squeeze your fist?" I asked. He nodded. Good. "Now listen to me, okay? Squeeze your fist when you inhale, and relax your fist when you exhale, alright?" I instructed him.

Kusuo began to do the exercise and started to calm down a little. I did it along with him just to help him. "Kusuo, can I hug you?" I asked him carefully. After what felt like forever, he nodded. I reached in carefully to hug him. He grabbed onto me like I was his lifeline. As his father I always provided comfort when something didn't go his way but this was all new. I'd never had to comfort him like this before.

Kusuo sobbed into my shoulder while I just sat there, tracing circles into his back, reassuring him and rocking him back and forth. "It's okay, Kusuo. I'm right here with you. I won't leave until you're okay."

"M' s'rry." He mumbled through his tears. My heart broke in two. Why did he feel the need to apologize? "Kusuo, why are you apologizing?"

"I-I knock-ed a b-bunch of books o-off the shelf.." he replied timidly. I couldn't help but smile at that. "It's okay, son. It's not your fault."

I don't know if that struck a nerve or something but Kusuo's sobs grew harsher to the point where he was gasping for air. "Hey, hey hey hey, what's wrong? You okay, buddy?" I asked, panicking a little. What did I say wrong?

"I-I do-don't kn-ow *hic* I-I ju-st feel s-so st-stupid *sob*."

That tugged at my heartstrings. "Oh, Kusuo, there's nothing stupid about what you're feeling right now. Everyone panics sometimes. Even over small things." I tried to reassure him.

Kusuo continued to cry into my shoulder while I held him. "It's okay, son. I'm here....daddy's got you." I added that last part for more comfort. Whenever Kusuo was scared as I child I would say that and he would calm down immediately. And it seemed it worked yet again since I felt Kusuo's tense muscles relax. He melted into the hug and sighed through his tears.

After a while Kusuo's sobs died down into sniffles and little hiccups. I can't even imagine how tired he must be. And it seems I was right about him being tired. I heard soft snores coming from him and saw his chest rising and falling evenly and slow. I kept holding him but picked him up and brought him out into the living room and placed him on the couch. When I sat down he placed his head in my lap and sighed contently.

I also ended up falling asleep. We stayed like that until Kurumi got back. But she just joined in and we all slept happily on the couch.
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I just thought this would be really cute considering their relationship is kinda weird and I feel like something like this would happen sometimes. Also it's almost 3:00 am where I live so mind the mistakes XD