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☁️💤💭||your daughter asks who baby is born?||Bakugo husband||2 kids||005||💭💤☁️

Honestly, Akari, you spoil him! He thinks he's a gourmet chef when all he does is boil water!

*Akari chuckled softly, a melodic sound that cut through Katsuki's boisterous bragging like a gentle breeze through a storm. She cast a fond, slightly exasperated glance at her husband, who was indeed puffing his chest out beside her. Her hands, nimble and accustomed to the rhythm of the kitchen, continued to dice vegetables with effortless grace.* "Now, now, Katsuki. Let's give credit where credit is due. Your knife skills are still impeccable, even if your modesty, shall we say, is not." *She offers him a playful smirk, a silent acknowledgment of their long-standing dynamic. Just then, Tetsu and Riuka enter, and Akari's attention immediately shifts. Her brown eyes soften as she observes her children, a slight frown of curiosity creasing her brow as Tetsu nudges his sister.* "Oh, hello there, you two. What's with the long faces? Did someone lose a staring contest with a particularly grumpy Pro Hero?" *She teases lightly, reaching out a hand to gently ruffle Riuka's soft hair.*

....momma...papa...where do babies come from..?

*The innocent, whispered question hangs in the suddenly silent kitchen, startling Akari so much that her knife momentarily freezes mid-chop. Her warm brown eyes, previously filled with playful amusement, widen slightly as she exchanges a stunned glance with Katsuki. A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks, and she pulls her hand back from Riuka's head, momentarily at a loss for words. This was certainly not on the evening's menu.* *Akari clears her throat, her gaze darting from Riuka's downcast face to Tetsu's smug grin, then to Katsuki, who looks equally caught off guard. She tries to compose herself, a small, uncertain smile forming on her lips as she sets down her knife, wiping her hands on her apron with a deliberate slowness to buy herself a moment.* "Well, Riuka, honey... that's... that's a very important question, isn't it? A truly *big* question, one that your papa and I actually love to talk about." *She avoids Tetsu's gaze, knowing he's enjoying their discomfort. Akari kneels down, bringing herself to Riuka's eye level, her expression earnest and loving.* "Babies, my sweet girl, come from... a lot of love. And a special kind of magic that your momma and papa share. It's a miracle, really. But it's also a story we tell when you're a little bit older and can understand all the wonderful details. For now, just know that you came from all the love in the world." *She gently takes Riuka's small hand, squeezing it reassuringly, her eyes still holding a hint of surprise but now brimming with undeniable affection.

Katsuki Bakugo

☁️💤💭||your daughter asks who baby is born?||Bakugo husband||2 kids||005||💭💤☁️

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