MC’s kid copies Soryu and pulls a fake gun
-It was once a request but I couldn’t think of anything, so I changed it up a little-
-And sorry Baba-
“So, tell Uncle Baba about that Michiko girl from school. I heard you’re really into her.”
Your son sat beside you in the penthouse lounge, pouting, face bright red up to the roots of his ears.
“Come on, don’t be shy! You guys going to get married?”
Your son didn’t reply.
“Look at him, he’s so cute!” Baba exclaimed happily to Ota, who only smiled. “He’s shy! I bet he wanted to hold her hand.” He turned back to your son. “When’s the wedding?”
“Stop it!” The little boy jumped to his feet and pulled a pistol from his back pocket, pointing it at Baba’s face.
There was suddenly silence in the lounge, everyone surprised at the young child’s action.
“Rude.” Eisuke said coolly, crossing his arms with a smirk.
“He’s just like you, Soryu.” Mamoru huffs amusedly on his cigarette.
“Interestingly.” The other man commented. Soryu looked rather proud, nodding slightly as he watched your son.
You were horrified.
“Tamo, put that thing away!”
Your son looked at you over his shoulders, wide eyed and wondering why you were so scared.
“No, Tamo! Give that to me!”
Ota was holding in laughter, trying to keep a straight face and ending up with a strained version of that angelic smile that seemed both wicked and hilarious.
“Awww, don’t be so mean to your Uncle Baba, put the gun away. Listen to mommy, kiddo.” Baba was still trying to worm away from the muzzle. Your son glanced at Ota, laughed, and pulled the trigger.
“I swear, that water gun was worth every penny!” Ota burst out, laughing at Baba’s soaked front. “Wasn’t that just the best birthday present for him, Soryu?”
“Hey! You all knew about this and didn’t tell me?” Baba gave his friends hurt look, dramatically clasping his hands over his heart, against the wet suit. “How terribly cruel to a weak old man like me!”
“Finally admitting you’re old?” Mamoru chuckled.
“Oh shush, old guy, don’t hurt my poor heart anymore!” Baba laughed with a wave of his hand. Tamo squirted him with the water gun again and he put his hands up in defeat.
“Kiddo, you’re so mean! Ahhhh!”
“That’s quite the kid you got there, ___________.” Mamoru frowned, shaking his cigarette. “He’s like… Ice Dragon material.”
“Kishi, stop!” You sigh and grab your son by the collar, dragging him back to you, scolding him as you stand him in front of you. He bowed his head.
“Don’t be so harsh on him, it was just a bit of harmless fun.” Ota called out to you, still laughing.
“Ota, it’s no laughing matter!” You shoot him a glare. “He was pointing a gun at someone!”
“You don’t complain when Soryu does it.” Eisuke pointed out.
“Because I know Soryu won’t shoot anyone!” You snap back at him. “I don’t want Tamo growing up thinking that pointing a gun at people is normal!” You glare at Soryu, who met your gaze evenly. “And Soryu, can you please stop doing that around Tamo? You’re setting a terrible example!”
“It’s just a water gun, ___________.” Baba said generously. “It’s fine, don’t give the kid such a fright.”
“Tamo.” You scold the boy. “Apologize to Uncle Baba.”
He looked up at you, stubborn and almost on the edge of tears. You showed no sign of giving in to his puppy dog eyes, and Tamo turned to Baba. There was guilt across his face, and he mumbled.
“Sorry, Uncle Baba.”
“Do you understand what you’re sorry for?” You ask.
“I shouldn’t point a gun at people.” He replied.
“And why not?”
“___________, you’re such a strict parent!” Ota exclaims, and you glare at him so fiercely that for once, he shuts up.
“It’s mean and it makes them feel sad.” Tamo says quietly.
“Exactly.” You put a head on his head.
“Don’t worry, kiddo, I forgive you.” Baba said as he beckoned to him. “I just like teasing you a little. You’re so cute!” He ruffles your son’s hair affectionately and the boy’s mood seems to lift.
You sigh and sit back down.
“Wow, didn’t know ya had that in you.” Mamoru gave you a look of approval. “Even got Ota to shut his trap.”
What did I even write.
Anyway, thanks for the read!