Samurai Flamenco (Babyfic) - Snowball [Gotoyoshi]

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Title: snowball
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
AU: Babyfic
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi, Kids
Rating: T
Length: 337
Summary: The soft creak of a floorboard woke Gotou.

The soft creak of a floorboard woke Gotou. He lifted his head to peer at the other side of the bed, since Masayoshi wasn’t pressed to his side. Masayoshi was sleeping almost face-down in the pillow, dead to the world.

Gotou smiled sleepily, fond of his idiot husband, and squinted at the doorway. There were no tiny figures hovering there waiting to be acknowledged, so no nightmares to be had - but then, distantly, he heard the washing machine kick on.

He yawned again, steeled his resolve not to look at the clock, and shuffled out of bed.

The lights were on in the kitchen, their dimness as bright as the sun to his sleep-filled eyes. The kids were sitting on the floor, backs to the washing machine; Keiko’s arm over Masanori’s shoulder and both of their eyes closed.

Gotou crouched in front of them when Keiko’s eyes snapped open and she whipped her stuffed cat like a weapon, smacking Gotou square in the face. He let a gruff yelp and promptly fell on his ass, and Keiko’s eyes went wide as she scrambled to her feet.

“I take it someone had an another accident?” Gotou said, rubbing between his eyes. Masanori, startled awake by the commotion, nodded silently, reddened eyes filling with tears.

“I did,” Keiko said, “I’m cleaning it up.” She shuffled in place, cat clutched to her chest. “Sorry I hit you, daddy.”

“I should know better than to startle anyone in this family,” Gotou said, amused. He held out his hands to Masanori, who climbed into his arms without hesitation. “Let’s go back to bed.”

“But the sheets,” Keiko protested.

“They aren’t going anywhere,” Gotou said, putting his hand on his daughter’s head to steer her toward the bedroom. “You both can sleep with us tonight.”