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[THIRD POV] 

Having one child wasn't enough. 

Having two was just right for (Y/N) and Keiji.

After getting (Y/N) pregnant for the first time, they had a wedding a few months afterwards. Their wedding was small, as Keiji did not want a lot of people there. He was scared to expose his pregnant wife to so many people; but he was scared for nothing.

Fast forward, the couple had two kids, a daughter and a son.

Their daughter will be turning 8 soon; and their son was still an infant. Their small family was more than enough, and they loved their children.

Today was Saturday, Keiji was off, thankfully, and they were going to go out in the evening.

"Daddy," Keiji looks up from his computer, seeing his daughter holding something behind her back, "I've made you something...!"

"What is it, Mai?"

Mai runs over to her dad's lap, plopping down. Keiji removed his laptop out of the way, holding his dear daughter.

"I drew you a picture!"

Mai, just like Keiji, were artists. Even though Mai was very young, her creativity had no limits, and she often drew her feelings out. She drew for her father mostly; and he absolutely loved that.

She handed the colorful piece of art to Keiji, who stared at it with happiness.

Mai drew all sorts of things, like pictures of her family and pictures of dresses and stuffs she thought would be cute. Keiji loved her imagination, and he was honestly jealous of how gifted his daughter was. 

"This is very beautiful Mai," Keiji says, kissing his daughter's forehead, "You are the greatest artist."

"I am?!"

"You are."

"Yay!" Mai exclaims, "Don't worry Daddy, I will become super famous for my art."

"I plan to see that, Princess."

Mai hugs her dad, before running off to show (Y/N), her mother.

"Mommy!!!"

Keiji chuckled to himself, hearing her daughter explain excitedly about her art to his wife. He began to finish his work up on his laptop before he received a call from Konoha.

"Hello?" Keiji greets.

"Akaashi," Konoha says, "There's a bit of a problem here at the office."

"What is it?"

"You forgot to file the designs to the material department," Konoha informs him, "I would do it for you, but I haven't the key to your drawer."

Keiji deeply sighs, laying his head against the sofa. The day he gets off from work is the same day where he forgot to do the most important thing.

"It's fine; I will just go unlock it and give it to the material department," Keiji says, "I will be there in an hour."

"Gotcha, I'm sorry Akaashi," Konoha says, "I wanted you keep you unbothered for at least the day, but we need those designs by tomorrow if you want them soon."

"I know I know, it's not your fault," Keiji says, "I will just have to have better memory."

"I will see you in an hour, Konoha."

The call ends, and (Y/N), Mai, and Seiji enter the living-room. She notices Keiji's gloomy face as she sits down with Seiji in her arms. He was sleeping soundly in his mother's arms with a pacifier between his lips. 

"Keiji, what's wrong?" (Y/N) asks him; Mei sits on Keiji's lap, fumbling with his soft sweater.

"I have to go to the office, I forgot to do something."

"Oh," (Y/N) said, "Is that why you look sad?"

He nodded. "I wanted today to be the day I finally get to spend time with my family."

"But it seems as I have screwed up and forgot to do the most important thing," Keiji facepalms, "I'm sorry (Y/N), I ruined the day for us."

"No no, it's fine," (Y/N) reassured her husband, "You have been working too hard lately."

"I need to go pick those files up from my office and send them to the material department," Keiji tells (Y/N), "I want them to be made by next week."

"I know you do, but you need to also relax," (Y/N) says, "If you work too hard, you will get sick."

"Working too hard is the only work I do."

"Which proves my point more," (Y/N) sighs, "Keiji."

"Hmm?"

"I will go do it for you."

Keiji blinked. "(Y/N), my wife, my love, my happiness."

"You're not going to show up at my work to do something I didn't do."

"Why?"

"It is my doing," Keiji says, "I will not have my wife fix my mistakes."

"Too bad," (Y/N) got up with Seiji in her arms, "I'll take Mai and Seiji with me."

"(Y/N)-"

"It will nice for Mai to see her daddy's workplace, after all," (Y/N) winked at him, "You need to get rest anyway; you have a long drive ahead of you."

"And I know me and you didn't do much sleeping last night either."

Keiji was planning to take his family to a winter firework show in the countryside; they currently lived in the city, so it was about a five hour drive to get there. Still, he wanted to take them there because he thought it would be pretty to watch.

"(Y/N)," he heaved a long sigh, "Fine."

He got up, with Mai trailing behind him.

"Should anything happen when you are there, just go to Konoha, okay? He will at least protect you."

Konoha was a close family friend who often babysat Mai and Seiji when (Y/N) and Keiji did... things. So he was no stranger to the Akaashi kids.

(Y/N) playfully rolled her eyes. "Keiji, nothing's going to happen."

"I don't know that for sure."

"That is why trust exists," (Y/N) says softly, "Keiji, I'm not a weak woman."

She glances at her daughter, who was holding onto Keiji's leg for some reason.

"If someone lays a hand on my babies, I would simply-" she stopped in her tracks, noticing there were children present, "Well, let's just say that what you taught me wouldn't go to waste."

Keiji nodded. "I'm glad you didn't forget."

(Y/N) smiled, kissing her husband's cheek. 

"Why would I?"

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

AKAASHI MAI 
FEMALE
AGE - 7
BIRTHDAY - FEBRUARY 14
HAIR COLOR - (H/C)
EYE COLOR - GUNMETAL BLUE
Mai is their daughter, and she was named Mai because Keiji liked how it sounded; it was short and sweet, like (Y/N).

AKAASHI SEIJI
MALE
AGE - like... 6 months?
BIRTHDAY - DECEMBER 11
HAIR COLOR - BLACK
EYE COLOR - GUNMETAL BLUE
Seiji was named Seiji because it rhymed with Keiji and Koutarou thought it was funny when he told them to name him Seiji, but (Y/N) and Keiji stuck with it unexpectedly. Seiji has big squishy cheeks that (Y/N) cannot stop pinching. 

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"Mommy," (Y/N) hummed, buckling her daughter into the seat, "Are we leaving daddy?"

"Just for a little while; we are going to daddy's work."

"Wait- I don't wanna leave daddy!" she exclaimed, "Daddy will be lonely! Who will go to my princess parties now?!"

"Mai," (Y/N) laughed, "Daddy is gonna go to sleep for a bit. You, Seiji, and I will go do something at his work and come back home."

"Ohhh," Mai said, "Okay!"

"But mommy," she hummed again, fixing Seiji in infant car seat, "Will daddy be sleeping alone?"

"He better be," (Y/N) mumbled, "Your daddy will get in very big trouble if he sleeps with someone else."

"Why?"

"Because he's only allowed to sleep with you, Seiji, and me."

"But why?"

"Because- uh..." she didn't have an appropriate answer, "Because I said so."

"Oh, okay mommy."

Seiji cooed as (Y/N) gave him a small owl plush that Keiji got for him; his big squishy cheeks puffed up, causing (Y/N) to squeal. She glanced at Mai, who was playing with a cat plushie she got from her uncles, Tetsurou and Kenma.

"My babies are so adorable..."

Making sure her kids were fastened, she goes into the driver's seat, adjusting all of the mirrors and the seat. She then drove off without another word; she turned on the radio that played all of Mai's favorite songs, and they drove to Keiji's workplace.

Parking in the lot, she takes Seiji and Mai out. She carries Seiji with one arm, but she places him inside of the baby carrier; the other hand was holding Mai's. She was careful of her surroundings, not wanting anything bad to happen to her beloved babies.

Should anyone try to make a move on them, (Y/N) would not be merciful. 

Entering the building, the family was met with the receptionist desk, who instantly recognized her. 

"M-Miss Akaashi," she stuttered, her face heating up, "H-Hello!"

'Yeah, you better call me that. I am Akaashi Keiji's fucking wife.'

"Hello," she bluntly greeted, "I don't need a pass, correct?"

"O-Of course not!" she said, "Please, go on ahead."

She nodded. Mai was confused on the tension between the desk-lady and her mom, so when they got on the elevator, Mai asked why she was being mean.

"That lady tried to take your daddy away from me at one point," Mai gasped, "She is an evil lady who wants your daddy."

"But daddy is my daddy!"

"Yes, but she doesn't think the same way," (Y/N) grumbled, "Don't worry Mai, if she tries to steal daddy away, daddy will throw her in the landfill."

"Ohhh," Mai smiled, "Okay!"

Getting off at the fifth floor, the top floor, they stepped out. They met with Konoha, Keiji's secretary.

"Hi (Y/N)!" Konoha says, getting up from his desk.

"Hi Konoha," she smiled, "How are you?"

"Tired and bored; when Akaashi isn't here, I can't mess with him."

"You mess with Keiji?"

"Sparingly."

(Y/N) snickered. "Were you the one who drew that fake mustache on him the other night?"

"Shhh, he might have cameras around here."

The two adults laughed before Konoha met with Mai, who shyly hid behind her mom's legs.

"Mai, do you remember him?" she asks Mai, who nods, "He is like your uncle."

"Cool uncle," he corrected; Konoha bent down, holding his hand out to Mai, "'Sup Mai."

"Hi..."

"Wow, she's quiet for once," (Y/N) said, "She is either scared of you, or she thinks you're really pretty."

"I hope it's the latter."

Mai didn't really answer. 

"Well," Konoha got back up, "I can take you to the office; I assume your husband gave you the key...?"

(Y/N) nodded. "Yup."

"Then you don't really need my help then, given that... you know his office... very uh... well."

"Konoha, there's children here," she whispered, "Don't say anything."

"I-I know!"

Konoha went back to his desk, allowing the Akaashi's to enter Keiji's office.

Inside, it was much different than from years before. Instead of it being a lonely place with a desk, chair, and a shelf of pictures, it was now lively with Mai's colorings and family pictures surrounding the room.

"Mai, you can explore a bit; but be careful."

"Yes mommy!"

She ran around the room, staring at the various frames hanging on the wall. She recognized them all too well.

Akaashi Keiji had hung up every single one of his daughter's drawings, right in his office. 

"Wow...!" she said, her eyes widening when she saw all of her art on the walls, "Daddy has my art all over his work room!"

"Yes he does Mai," (Y/N) smiled, watching her daughter jump around, "He thinks you are the best artist in the world, so he has all of them hung here."

Keiji spent most of his day in his office; to make him feel better, he hung pictures of the art his daughter gives him. He loves seeing them, and whenever he looks up from his work, he sees one of her pieces of art.

It was motivation for him to continue to work hard, and he couldn't help but admit that his soft side for his family was more powerful than his reputation as an prominent gang member.

Unlocking the drawers to get the files, she peeked through them, a soft smile appearing on her face. Seiji was asleep inside of the baby carrier, and he looked so squishy. Mai, on the other hand, was so fascinated with her discovery of her dad's love for her heart, and she couldn't stop smiling.

"Okay Mai," (Y/N) picks up the baby carrier and the files, "Let's go drop this off and head home, okay?"

"Okay mommy!"

She runs to take (Y/N)'s free hand, and the two walk out. They bid Konoha a farewell after he gave them directions to the material department, which on the south wing of the first floor.

Taking the elevator and walking there, they were met with two double doors. Opening them, it revealed an empty desk with a note on top.

"Gone for lunch, be back at 17:00."

"Who the hell has lunch till 17:00?!"

(Y/N) sighed to herself, setting Seiji and the baby carrier on the floor. She didn't know what to do; should she leave the papers on the desk, or should she wait?

She glanced at the clock in the room, seeing it was 16:23. 

Before she could make a decision, Mai tugged on her coat.

"Yes Mai?"

"Mommy, Daddy loves my art a lot."

"Yes he does baby," she says, "All of your art means the world to him."

"The... world? Like the earth?"

(Y/N) nods. "He loves them a lot, a lot a lot."

"He does! I am glad because Daddy is a good artist too!"

"Well, yeah," (Y/N) laughed a bit, "But Daddy is older, and you're only seven and you're better than him."

"I am?!"

"Yes baby," (Y/N) patted her head, "Mai, guess what."

"What!"

"Daddy loves your art so much," (Y/N) says, glancing at the folder, "So much so as he is going to-"

"Is... Is he going to throw them all away?!"

Mai started to cry.

"No no no!" (Y/N) got down on her knees, hugging Mai close to her, "Of course not! Y-You didn't let me finish!"

Mai cried even louder, waking Seiji up from his nap. He yawned, throwing his small baby fists up to stretch. 

Seiji was the chillest baby ever. 

"Oh Mai," (Y/N) hugged her tight, "Daddy loves you and your art too much to throw them away; he wouldn't even think of that."

"B-But," she sniffled, wiping her eyes, "W-What is daddy going to do then..."

"He's going to-" (Y/N)'s eyes glanced to Seiji, but a pair of hands that wasn't her's was reaching for her baby; (Y/N)'s eyes shot up, quickly pulling the stranger's hands away. 

(Y/N) flipped the guy over, now she was sitting on their back with their hands behind them, immobilizing the stranger.

"Who the hell are you-"

"(Y/N)..."

That voice; it was Keiji.

Her husband.

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"Daddy!" Mai exclaimed, holding her daddy's face while he was being straddled from behind by his wife, "Hi daddy!"

"Hi Mai," he groaned as (Y/N) got off of him, "(Y/N)... what the... what the hell..."

"Keiji!" (Y/N) cupped his face, "I am so sorry!"

(Y/N) thought that the man who was going to take Seiji was some stranger, but it was just her husband. 

Because of Mai's loud crying, she didn't even hear the door open.

And for some reason, he was here at his own workplace.

"Keiji what the hell are you doing here?!" (Y/N) says, helping him get up; (Y/N) threw him against the ground hard, but not hard enough to let him get hurt. It was just hard enough to make him groan a bit.

"I was just going to make sure you guys were doing okay," Keiji says, getting up on his two feet, rubbing his head, "And it seems that you were."

"Are you okay?" she asks him, rubbing his head.

"I'm fine, but damn (Y/N)," Keiji cracked his back, "I know I taught you how to immobilize a person... I didn't know you would go as far as this..."

"I'm sorry!!!" she apologized, hugging Keiji tightly, "I thought you were someone else!"

"It's okay (Y/N)," Keiji couldn't help but let a small laugh escape his lips, "I am actually quite impressed."

"You are stronger than you look."

"Of course I am," she scoffed, "You didn't marry some weak woman."

"Like that stupid receptionist."

"I did not," he said, turning to Seiji who wanted to be held by him; Keiji picked Seiji up, putting him in his arms, "I married a very strong woman."

"Damn right you did," she mumbled, "Not some whore like Ms. Receptionist over there."

"Did she do something?"

"No; I would've beat her ass if she did."

"(Y/N)," he sighed, "I don't want to bail you out again."

"But if it comes to that..."

"She won't make any moves on me anymore."

"She better not. Not after I showed her in her rightful place."

"Of course," Keiji kissed her, "You are my wife after all; I love you and only you-"

He felt something tug his coat; standing beside him was Mai, who wanted to tell Keiji something.

"What is it, Princess?" he asks Mai.

"Daddy, I saw all of the art in your work room," she said happily, "You keep all of my art?"

"Of course I do, they are very important to me."

"They are...?!"

"Yes Princess," (Y/N) takes Seiji from Keiji; Keiji picks Mai up, going towards the empty desk with the folder, "They are so important to me-"

He opened the folder, revealing all of the dress designs Mai had drawn for Keiji. Her eyes widened at the pictures, seeing her dad's sketches beside her's.

"-so much so as I am going to make them real for you."

Whenever Mai gave Keiji an art with a design on clothing, Keiji took it and redrew it, making it identical to her's. His entire plan was to redraw these and make them real, so he could surprise Mai with them. 

He wanted them done by this week, so he could have them done by his daughter's birthday.

"Wow..." she simply said, "So all of my pictures... will be real?"

"Yes Princess," Keiji kissed his daughter, "For you, and only you."

"You're the best daddy ever!" Mai hugged Keiji tightly; (Y/N) joined them with Seiji, who only cooed as he tugged on Keiji's hair.

"Mommy! You're also the best!"

"Me?"

"Yes!" Mai says, "I am glad you're my mommy because you met daddy!"

"You're right Mai," (Y/N) smirked, "You could have gotten that dumb desk lady over there as your mom. Would you have wanted that?"

She shook her head.

"She tried stealing daddy, after all!"

Keiji sighed. "You told her about that?"

"It's important for our daughter to know who my enemy is."

"(Y/N), she's seven years old."

"And?"

"You are... lovely, (Y/N)," Keiji said, "Weird, but lovely."

"I don't want to hear that from you," she huffed, whispering to Keiji, "After all, you're the one who impregnated me inside of your own fitting room."

"I'd do it again if you want me to."

(Y/N) shut her mouth.

The silence ate her up. 

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

Taking his family to the winter firework show, his two kids fell asleep in the back, exhausted. Now Keiji was driving them back home.

"(Y/N)," she hummed, moving her head to see Keiji, "Thank you."

"For...?"

"For giving me this family."

"I am confused..."

"You