Could you write a scenario where boys' toddler child comes to them to show a drawing of boys and their children together? (I hope you get what I mean). I'd like this scenario with Leon, Kokichi, Korekiyo, Nagito and Byakuya, if it's okay for you
No problem amigo! Behold! Toddler art! In a ficlet format! Also C/N = Child’s name
Request: Leon, Kokichi, Korekiyo, Nagito and Byakuya - Toddler drawing
Leon leaned back, upside down on the sofa. In his hand rolled a baseball, while the other was flicking over his little goatee. I better shave again soon… His hand travelled over his jaw and felt the rough against his skin. Couldn’t lose his style now could he.
On the other side of the room C/N sat, crayons in hand and pieces of paper littered across the floor. Leon didn’t know how C/N could keep it up for so long - they had a longer attention spam than him that’s for sure.
Soon he returned to tossing the baseball one handed up and down, as the blood ran to his head. He began to slide off of the sofa, as C/N turned around and grinned at him.
“Hm? C/N what’s up? What’ve ya drawn?”
He took the paper from C/N’s little hands and his jaw dropped. “Oh my god!! Is this us?!” C/N grinned and nodded, pointing at the two figures.
“Me, and Da-da!”
He wants it framed.
Leon is praising C/N again and again, not taking his eyes off of the drawing for a second. Okay the drawing wasn’t gallery worthy but it was definitely amazing in Leon’s books.
Just keeps looking at it and smiling and when you come home you find Leon watching your child drawing with a new-found interest.
Ouma was channel surfing. You’d gone out for a bit to get some shopping, leaving Ouma baby sitting. He would watch the toddler as it threw pieces of paper aside. Clearly they’re not up to standard.
He soon lost interest in the papers being thrown across the floor. He accepted he would have to tidy it later. His attention returned to the TV, where some people were babbling about politics and making digs at each other. Ughhh so many liars.
He exhaled and ran a hand through his hair, closing his eyes for a bit.
Ouma opened his eyes lazily, focussing on the paper being shoved in his face.
“It’s us! Do you like ittttt?”
Ouma took it out of C/N’s hands and literally squeaked.
“I love it C/N!!!”
He is running around staring at the drawing, making C/N giggle and try to chase him.
Seconds later you walk through the door and he’s shoving it in your face.
You nod and blink a few times before laughing at his glee.
“C/N come here! Look look, it’s having pride of place on the fridge!”
Ouma plants the drawing on the top of the fridge with a few magnets and points at it
He was researching folktales and your toddler was sat at the table opposite him. Korekiyo was completely engrossed in the books, not really paying attention to C/N.
Every now and again he would reach down to grab a discarded crayon. The giggles as he handed it back make him smile, but he didn’t stop to study what C/N was drawing.
Each crayon was being used until it was run down blunt. Korekiyo started mumbling to himself as he read, so engrossed he doesn’t notice the piece of paper being pushed toward him.
“Da-da! Da-da look!”
He looked at the paper and it took him a minute. Wait… Is that me? The little details made it identifiable, the wraps on his hands, the longer hair.
He’s really flattered, especially how long C/N had taken drawing it. Just stays quiet looking at it for a while, before pulling his mask down and smiling at C/N.
“It’s beautiful C/N, I’ll keep it close always,”
You end up coming home that evening to C/N asleep on Korekiyo, the drawing in one hand and his other around the little toddler atop him.
You don’t have the will power to move either of them so just crash on the couch.
Nagito was dozing on the sofa, chest rising and falling in the evening sun. C/N was on the floor beside him, continually tugging at his sleeve to show him what he’d drawn. He would awake, nod and smile and pass a half praise before dozing off again.
He was still half asleep when C/N’s tugging became more insistant.
“C/N… What’ve you drawn, let’s have a look,”
He takes it off of C/N, and stares at it for a while.
“Ahaha! C/N it’s us! That’s adorable,”
He leans over and pulls C/N into his lap. “Shall I do one for you too?” C/N is giggling and nodding, and Komaeda picks up his own piece of paper and a crayon and begins to do a little drawing of his own.
He does a little trade with C/N, and kissed them on the head.
“My drawing is trash compared to yours though C/N, you know?”
C/N is smiling and hugging the drawing to their chest.
“Do you want to frame them C/N? Your drawing is definitely worth framing on the wall,”
You return to see a series of framed drawings along the wall featuring either Komaeda and C/N or the whole family. Seeing a bit of favouritism here…
Togami had been behind the desk for hours, leaving C/N to occupy themself in the office. He’d given them a few pens and old bills to draw on, while leaving them to it. Though now the continuous work was getting to him, as he ran a hand over his forehead and placed his pen down.
C/N was on the floor, totally focussed on the drawing on the paper. Togami sat at the desk for a while and watched as they drew, unable to actually see what was going to be drawn from the angle he was at.
He wrote a few more things down before he called it quits on work.
“C/N, what are you drawing?”
He walked over to them and crouched down. C/N looked up to him and grinned, before passing him the drawing.
Byakuya Togami is actually speechless. Sure it’s not the work of an artistic prodigy but in his eyes it’s ten times better.
He kisses C/N’s head and picks them up, sitting behind the desk again. “Say, C/N where would you want this framed on my desk?”
Togami and C/N were working on the best frame for the drawing when you returned, and it was the most heartwarming thing you’d seen in a while.
(Sorry if this deteriorated…. I’ve been working on it for a while…)