Daddy!Aomine x Reader: To bring back [RQ]

    “I am sick and tired of this Daiki. Sick and Tired.” You spat, eyes narrowing at your husband. You were already married to Aomine for three years, he was fine for the first two years but this year you noticed that sometimes he acted strange. He’d come home late at night, he wasn’t as sweet and caring like he was during the first few years of your marriage. After you gave birth to your son, he started looking after you again, but it only lasted for a little while. Aomine clucked his tongue before hanging his police uniform onto the clothes rack. You slammed the door shut, loud enough to show Aomine that you were mad, but not loud enough to wake your sleeping son.

    “I’ve had enough of your nagging, go to sleep.” He grumbled, flopping onto the bed and pulled the covers over his body.

    You stood there dumbfounded and mouth open agape. It just wasn’t fair, you’ve barely even started talking when he told you to shut up. True, even without the love and care he should be giving you, he’s been working hard to support the family. He puts his life on the line during dangerous assignments, and stays up late to finish his patrol, and for that you cook for him, clean the house, and you even bore his child for a span of nine months. But what did he give you in return? Nothing, not even a shard of gratitude. Your hand gripped the magazine tighter, crumpling the colored paper before throwing away the said reading material. Your now free hand balled into a fist as you brought it to your chest.

    ‘It hurts…’ You took a deep breath before finally speaking.

    “Don’t ever bother looking for me or [s/n]. I’m leaving.” You grabbed a travel bag inside your closet before proceeding to grabbing some clothes and stuffing them into the bag. You could hear Aomine grumbling protests while forcing himself to shut his eyes and sleep but did nothing to stop you from leaving the room as you slung the bag over your shoulder. Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you wished Aomine would stop you. You waited…and waited…Even after taking [s/n] and threw your wedding ring onto the empty space on the bed beside him, he never came.

    He didn’t even try.

    [1] [s/n] means son’s name if you didn’t know ;u;

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    Your knuckles rapped against the front door of your parents’ home. You held both your bags and your son under the protection of the umbrella you held in one hand. It started raining about half-way to your parents’ home so you struggled in keeping the bags, you and the child dry from the pelting rain. You didn’t know what time it was but you were sure that your parents were sleeping since you last remembered seeing the clock strike ten when you left Aomine.

    “Mom? Dad? It’s me, ____. Are you home?” You tried again, knocking louder than the first time. You heard the soft pacing of steps hurriedly going down the stairs. [s/n] shifted in his sleep so you hummed a little tune to keep the child from waking up while waiting for someone to open the door.

    “There there, it’s alright. Go to sleep, mommy’s here.” You soothed. The door finally swung open, revealing a sleepy looking man in his night clothes, you flashed him a smile.

    “Sorry dad, is it too much if I stay here for a while?” Your father had a clear look of surprise and expectancy in his face but immediately dropped when he noticed the heavy bags, the sleeping child and the fact that you were alone. In the middle of the night. With clothes that would last the both of you a week.

    “Come in, quick. It’s chilly outside.”He opened the door wide for you and after mumbling a thank you, you walked inside. Your mother stood at the foot of the stairs, the usual wide smile on her face as she ushered you up the staircase to tuck the child in your old room. Your father took your bags for you along the way. After pressing a kiss onto the child’s clammy forehead, you left the room quietly.

    “Did something happen between you and Daiki?” Your mother spoke over the sound of the whistling kettle. She prepared you a cup of tea, in which you gladly accepted. At the mention of your husband’s name, you placed the tea on the table. “I just…need some time away from him.” Your father eyed you suspiciously but didn’t say anything. Your mother pursed her lips before settling beside you and giving you a troubled look. “But aren’t you-“

    “Yes, I am…which is why I thought that it’d be best if he didn’t know…” Your mind was set, it didn’t matter if [s/n] would hate you for deciding rashly, but you could only pray that the future would be much brighter. Even if it meant that Aomine wouldn’t be able to see you give birth to his second child.

    A year later…

    "Momma! Happy Birthday! Momma!" [S/n] clambered up your bed, in his hand he held a small gift. You pretended to be asleep and would have continued to do so if only a certain someone decided to keep silent.

    "Hey, [s/n] is taking the liberty of waking you up with a happy birthday. Show some gratitude and open your eyes woman."

    At the sound of the voice your eyes immediately snapped open and you sat up in your bed, your arms wrapped around [s/n] who stared up at you with innocent doe eyes. "What are you doing here, Daiki?" Said male leaned his back on your bedroom door's wooden frame, his arms were crossed and his midnight blue eyes were gleaming under the shine of the sun's rays.

    "I wonder. I thought that maybe you'd need me here, but seeing that you got another kid over there I'm beginning to doubt you're still planning on coming back." Aomine jabbed his thumb at your second child's crib. You had just given birth to the child about two months before, you had planned on telling Aomine personally at [s/n]'s birthday which was next week, but Aomine moved first. "I can't believe it. And you call me the jerk." He scoffs.

   "[S/n], can you go to your room for a while? Mommy and Daddy are going to talk first. I'll take you out to the amusement park later okay?" The young boy squealed in delight as he nodded furiously, he kissed your cheek, greeted you one more time, hugged his father then ran back to his room.

    "I am not a jerk, Daiki. You are." You ran a hand through your hair before tying it into a messy bun to keep your hair from blocking your vision. You threw your legs off the bed then inched closer to the crib then peeked inside, relieved to see the baby sleeping soundly. "Oh yeah? Then tell me, did a stork bring you that baby from thin air?" You laughed a bit at Aomine's accusing tone.

    "You're really an idiot aren't you? Do you still believe that story about a stork bringing the child?" Aomine clicked his tongue.

    "Just answer my question."

    "Fine." You paced towards the man, eyes swirling with determination.

    "I was pregnant the day I left you, happy? Good, now leave." You glared at the man. You would be lying if you said you weren't happy to see the man, but the pain he left was still too great. You breathed in deeply before pushing the man out of your home. "Oi! ____!" Aomine complained as you slammed the door shut, leaving him outside surprised and confused.

    3 Days later...

    "____." Your eyes fluttered open, vision blurry at first. You blinked, trying to clear your vision. "You awake?" Aomine's worried face loomed over your form. Startled, you sat up and backed up against your bed's headboard. You immediately regretted moving too quickly, you had just woken up and your fever had gotten worse than it already was last night. You held the covers against your body, chest heaving up and down.

    "Your temperature is still high. Lie back down." Aomine gently pushed you back on the bed and brought a damp cloth and placed it on your forehead. "What are you-"

    "[S/n] called me last night, he said you've been sick ever since the day after your birthday. He told me you still went to work." Your lips were pursed in a fine line, you never liked explaining why you acted the way you do to the tanned officer. "I'm gonna look after you got that? If I see you step out of that bed I'm dragging you back." he scolded you.

    "...What are you even here for? I told you to leave didn't I?"

    "Look I get it. I acted like a jerk, heck I am a jerk. We've spent only three years together, give me one more chance. Is that too much to ask?" From his pocket he brought out the wedding ring you threw away the day you left. You eyed it suspiciously then looked up at the man, tears brimming your eyes. "What if you do it all over again? What if one day you grow tired of me?"

    "Idiot. Would I have married you if I didn't want to spend my life with you? So, what about it? Will you let me try again?" He grabbed your hand and gave it a small squeeze. "We'll take it slow this time, I'll make sure I take care of you, not only when you're sick. I'll take care of both you and [s/n], and even [second child's name]. Give me this chance, ____." You looked into his eyes, and you felt the tears fall onto your skin.

    "____?" You breathed in a shaky breath before nodding. "Fine, one chance. Let's not mess this up again, Daiki." With one swift motion, Aomine placed the ring back on your finger and rubbed circles through the back of your hand. "One chance...Our one and only." He breathes a sigh then envelops you in a hug, mumbling thank you into your ear.

    A small knock brought the two of you back to your senses. Aomine quickly pulled away, and you hastily wiped away the tears. The door opened and [s/n] poked his head inside the room. 

    "...Does this mean we're a family again?" Both you and Aomine exchanged smiles before nodding.

    "Yes, yes we are."