Kyaaaa~ thank you so much, my first request! And fluff, too! Thank you. I hope I do this right. :)
Akashi Seijuro: He’s lying on the bed next to you, looking up at the ceiling, not saying much, but you know there’s something on his mind. You can always tell when Akashi is thinking about something, and this is definitely one of those moments.
“You okay, Sei-kun?” you ask, rubbing your tummy. You’re seven months pregnant, and Akashi has been the best support you could have ever asked for. You know you are so lucky to have someone as considerate as he is.
“Oh, yes, ___-chan. I was just wondering if I’ll actually be a good father,” Akashi’s voice remains impressively smooth, although you feel like it shakes slightly at the word father. In the dark, you smile to yourself, and reach out to cuddle him. You place your arm on top of his stomach, and you kiss him on his exposed collarbone.
“Sei-kun,” you whisper, cradling him just as you would cradle your own future child, “you’re going to make an excellent father,” you tell him as you hold him close, and you can feel a breath of relief escape his lips. You lift your arm off him to roll onto your more comfy side, but he grabs onto your hand, making it impossible to move. You don’t mind though, because it’s 2am and Akashi hasn’t been able to sleep all night because of his doubts as a father, and you know he can’t help but to think of his own childhood. So you lie there, waiting for him to fall asleep, and when he finally does, you don’t move your arm. You keep it there, as you begin to drift off.
Aomine Daiki: You’re sitting on the couch, reading a book when you feel a set of big, warm arms come and wrap themselves around you.
“Are you coming to bed?” Aomine asks, in a somewhat almost whiny voice.
“Soon, Dai-chan,” you tell him, without looking up from your book.
“Wheeeen?” he badgers you that same sleepy voice, and so you manage to tear your eyes away from your book only to look up at the face that you have loved and adored for so many years, looking at you as though you are the only person in this entire universe.
“Now,” you decide, and you put your book down, and jump on him, who thankfully, with the reflexes and strength of a true basketball prodigy, carries you all the way to the bedroom, chuckling quietly and plants soft kisses all over your neck. You’re about to curl up as the small spoon as you usually do, but this time, Aomine takes your arm, and wraps it around himself as he curls up on his side, his back facing you. But you don’t say anything as you allow him to be the vulnerable one tonight, and there’s something empowering about being the bigger spoon, as you wrap your arms protectively around Aomine’s giant body.
Kise Ryouta: “I’m pregnant,” the words come out of your mouth before you can stop them, and Kise turns over and sits up quickly in bed, disbelief and shock written all over his face.
“What?! Are-are you sure, ___-cchi? I … I thought we used protection~ssu!” he stammers, blood draining from his face. “I can’t … I mean, I have the money and everything, but I can’t … I can’t be … I don’t know how …” Kise keeps tripping over his words; you’ve never seen him this flustered before. “I just … I won’t be a good …” he can’t say the word father, and his hands are shaking. “I want to … I want to be good for you, ___-cchi! I want to take care of you and …” but he can’t finish his sentence. So, you sigh and sit up - and kneel, so that you’re level with him - and take his trembling hands and hold them in your own warm ones. You kiss him on the forehead, and let him shake in your arms until he’s calmed down enough to lie down on his side, with your arms around him still. You hold him, and you decide there and then that you will hold him forever.
“Ryouta-chan …” you murmur, and you tell him everything is going to be okay, even though you’re not sure of anything yourself. But it has to be okay, doesn’t it?
Kuroko Tetsuya: You’re napping lightly when you feel a slight dip in the bed, and when you open your eyes, you see a pair of big blue ones staring so intently at you that you almost fall out of the bed.
“Jesus fucking christ, Tetsu!” you exclaim, annoyed but amused that you are still not getting used to him appearing right in front of you.
“I’m sorry ___-san. You just looked so peaceful sleeping there that I wanted to watch you sleep.” Kuroko says so honestly that you can’t help but let out a laugh.
“Tetsu-kun, that’s the creepiest thing anyone’s ever said to me,” you say lightly, grinning to yourself.
“Suimasen,” Kuroko answers [
he’s sounding a bit like Sakurai now omg sorry ugh] and he stands up, as though unsure if he should stay or leave.
“Where are you going?” you murmur, watching through the corner of your eye as he makes to leave the room. He looks back, evidently confused.
“I was going to leave you alone …” he mutters quietly, as though afraid he’s pissing you off again.
“Come here,” you demand, and he tentatively walks over to the edge of the bed. You look up at him and grin wolfishly, grabbing his arm and pulling him onto the bed with you. He laughs then, and you end up being in a tangled mess of limbs, both arms holding him close, facing each other.
“I love you, Tetsu-kun,” you whisper, and you see his entire body sag with relief; it’s the first time you’ve said those words, and the light in his eyes is a beautiful sight to see.
“I love you too, ___-san,” breathes Kuroko.
Midorima Shintarou: Midorima holds your hand as you walk alongside him, soaking in the last of the summer sun.
“Looks like Takao Jr [SERIOUSLY WTF PLEASE IGNORE THIS] is gonna be an autumn baby, eh?” you put your free hand over your stomach, which has been stretched to - almost - breaking point.
“Hmm … a Virgo, nanodayo,” Midorima adds, pushing his glasses further up his nose.
“Shin-kun …” you warn him, because not now.
“Sorry,” he mutters, and he means it. He looks ahead, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. You can tell he’s already thinking about the attributes that your future child is going to have. Sighing, you stop, and look around you. You don’t see anyone - none of your weird relatives who came to the impromptu baby-BBQ your sister organised for you - so you stand on your tippy-toes and kiss Midorima on the lips, and you can see he’s quite taken aback by it. But he smiles - just the corners of his lips twitch slightly - but that’s enough for you.
Murasakibara Atsushi: When you first told Murasakibra you were pregnant, he was really unenthusiastic - nothing more or less than his usual behaviour, to be entirely honest. Well, that was to be expected. But as you’re lying down on the bed about to sleep, with only a few weeks to go until delivery, you’re getting slightly worried. Murasakibara has shown no development or interest in the baby, and you start to feel a little anxious because somewhere at the back of your mind, you realise you’re going to have to take care of two babies.
“Nee, ___-chin,” his voice comes from your side, and you jolt, surprised that he was still awake, and feeling slightly guilty for thinking so lowly of your lover.
“Mm?” you ask, but he doesn’t respond for a while. Curious, you subconsciously place your tiny arm across his gigantic body, around his waist.
“I went to the baby shop today,” Murasakibara says suddenly. What?! Did I just hear that right … you think to yourself, while your heart leaps with hope. “I bought some stuff to baby-proof the apartment, and lots of nappies and toys and they’re in the cupboard by the stairs. I-is that okay?” And maybe it’s just your ears, or maybe it’s the hormones, but you’re almost certain that his voice caught in his throat then.
“Of course it is, Atsushi-chan,” you call him by the honorific that goes against everything about Murasakibara, but you can see him smile in the dark nonetheless, a look of relief splashed across his face. He takes your hand and holds it tightly, and you curl your body around his enormous frame (which covers like, just his back) and snuggle your head in the nape of his neck.