《Little shinso Oneshots! [DISCONTINUED]》Sneaky boi
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Bakugo opened the door of him and Shinsous home, humming softly as he kicked off his shoes and took off his jacket. Quickly noticing it was quiet in the house, he sighed and slowly walked to the kitchen, poking his head inside and noticing the pantry was open. Frowning, Bakugo walked over and closed it again, walking up the stairs to their room. "Shinsou? Where the fuck are you" as Bakugo approached the door be heard faint giggling from behind it, his face softened as he realized shinsou might be regressed right now. Opening the door Bakugo face palmed as he witnessed shinsou, wrapping up in a blanket, eating cookies and watching Robin Hood. Shinsou looked over and smiled wide "hai daddy!" Bakugo sighed and walked over, taking the cookie despite Toshi trying to hide them from him. "Baby you know you can't have cookies without asking, how many did you have?"
Shinsou frowned and pouted, crossing his arms and turning away. Bakugo raised an eyebrow and waited before opening his mouth "one" Shinsous head whipped over, his eyes widened "two" shinsou whined and wiggled around "I had six of dem" Bakugo sighed softly "baby your going to get a tummy ache" he picked him up and carried him downstairs, putting the cookie on a high shelf "no more cookies for a week" shinsou gasped "noooo dada i sowwy lemme have cookies" Bakugo shook his head, putting shinsou down on the couch "no baby, you ate to many cookies and your going to get a tummy ache, so no more cookies for the rest of this week. Now what do you want for dinner" shinsou crossed his arms and pouted "...spaghetti" Bakugo patted his head "okay bubba"
Bakugo walked back into the kitchen, boiling some water to make spaghetti, while also getting some stomach medicine just in case shinsou does get a tummy ache. Shinsou laid on the couch pouting. His eyebrows pinched together as he felt his tummy rumble, and not in the good way. He whimpered and curled up. His bottom lip wobbling slowly. Bakugo wandered into the living room "hey baby, just checking in on you" he knelt down next to him, rubbing his tummy "you got a tummy ache?" Shinsou nodded his head and began to softly cry. The blonde got the medicine and held it out to shinsou "hey baby you gotta take this okay? I'll give you some apple juice afterwards" shinsou frowned and shook his head "Nuh uh it's icky" Bakugo sighed softly "I know baby but you gotta take it or else your tummy will hurt super bad"
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After a bit shinsou finally agreed, taking the medicine and drinking It. His nose scrunching up from the taste, Bakugo handed him a sippy cup "here baby, you did such a good job" he softly kissed the others cheek. Making the boy giggle, then Bakugo went back to the kitchen. Stirring the noodles in the water, till finally they were done. After putting sauce on them Bakugo called shinsou into the dining room. Scooting his little booty into a chair, shinsou waited excitedly, watching as his boyfriend carried in the small pot of spaghetti. Putting some onto both of their plates. They both happily ate the pasta, talking about their day and trading jokes. As it got later shinsou began to yawn and rub his eyes "I'm sleepy.." he whined, he never liked to admit when he was sleepy. Bakugo smiled softly and got out of his chair, taking shinsou to the bathroom. While he brushed his teeth Bakugo picked out a onesie for shinsou to wear, along with putting more of his stuffies onto the bed.
Shinsou got done and walked in, smiling wide as he ran over and jumped onto the bed. Trying to hug as many of his stuffies as he could, giggling loudly. Bakugo chuckled and tapped his boyfriends shoulder "baby you gotta get dressed for night night" shinsou looked over and got back up, yawning again as he put on the dinosaur onesie. Finally being able to snuggled under all the blankets and hugging all the stuffies he wanted. Bakugo wrapped his muscular arms around shinsou as they both closed their eyes. Their breaths evening out as they slowly fell asleep in each other's arms.
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