Married life with Bakugo

I took a shower and went back to the living room, I saw Bakugou holding the book in one hand and grabbing the rabbit ears on Yuta's hat with the other to prevent him from running around.

"mama... mama..." He saw me and crawled in my direction desperately, but couldn't move because his ears were caught.

"Xiaosheng, don't grab his ears, be careful strangling him." I hurriedly asked Bakugou to let go and hugged Yuta.

"neinei, neinei..." He bit the button of my pajamas on my chest.

"Is this brat hungry again?"

"No, the milk-flavored shower gel I use, he may be a little greedy after smelling it. Be good, don't bite the buttons..."

Yuta actually has his own baby room, but this guy is really clingy, he fell asleep a second ago, so I put him on the crib and quietly closed the door.

A second later, he heard him call mama, and sat up with his eyes drooping, his little hands still open.

Could human cubs be this cute?I couldn't bear it anymore so I took him back to the bedroom.

"It's all your fault, your mother and I haven't done happy things for a long time, do you know, huh? Do you know?" Bakugou scratched Yuta's soles and said angrily.

Yuta thought Bakugou was playing some new game with him, so he couldn't stop laughing.

"Tomorrow we will send him to the old woman and let her look after him for two days."

Tomorrow is Saturday, Aunt Mitsuji doesn’t have to go to work, and she has been thinking about seeing Yuta for a long time, but at this time, she makes such a suggestion and looks at me with extremely aggressive eyes, I can basically guess that he is What is the calculation.

On the second day, Bakugo and I took Yuta to Aunt Mitsuki's house.

When she saw Yuta, her eyes lit up: "Yuta! Long time no see!"

Yuta was not afraid of life, he slurred his grandmother and was picked up.

"Yuta is so cute, even though he looks like that brat Bakugo, he's still a thousand times cuter." Aunt Mitsuki said happily.

Bakugo remained silent with a dark face.

When talking on the phone before, it was agreed that Yuta would stay here for two days. After seeing that Yuta was having a good time here, Bao Hao secretly said to me: "Let's go."

What's with the déjà vu of doing something wrong?

After going downstairs, Baohao opened the car door and couldn't wait to put on his seat belt: "Let's go."

I looked up at the high windows and got into the car silently.

However, when the car was almost at the door of my house, my phone rang, and it was still from Aunt Guangji.

As soon as I picked it up, I heard crying with exploding ears.

"Nana, Yuta started to cry when she found out that you were gone. I coaxed you for a long time but it didn't get better. She had a good time before, oh..."

When I heard his cry, I felt pain in my heart: "Mom, put the phone close to his ear, and I'll have a few words with him."

"well."

A heartbroken cry sounded in my ear: "Hey, Yuta——"

His crying stopped, sobbing softly: "mama..."

"Hey, baby, Mommy just came out to do some errands, so I'll be back right away, please be good and don't cry, okay?" I coaxed softly, and at the same time told Baohao to turn the car around.

He said reluctantly: "Smelly brat, you will cry so badly after leaving for a while."

But the eyebrows were still furrowed, which was indeed a bit distressed.

The happy things I did on the weekend were in vain. By the time I got back to Aunt Mitsuki’s house, Yuta was already hoarse from crying.

"Yuta and Katsuki look alike, but their personalities are totally different. He was never so clingy to me when he was a child." Aunt Mitsuki sighed as she looked at Yuta with red eyes nestled on my chest.

"Hmm... I seem to have brought him a little too much." I patted Yuta on the back.

"Mama..." He rubbed aggrievedly.

This is because he can't speak yet. If he could speak, he would probably sue him for leaving him alone.

Even when I got in the car, I still looked aggrieved.

I don't play with toys anymore, they must stick to me, probably because I am afraid that I will run away halfway.

Childhood experiences will have a serious impact on the child. I don't know if what I did just now will make him seriously insecure.

I regret it so much: "I'm sorry, Yuta, mom will never do this again."

He actually hummed a little as if he understood.

Aunt Mitsuki is right, Yuta’s personality is really different from Bakugo’s, Bakugo is the type who will blow up at the slightest bit, and get angry when provoked, at least on the surface.

Yuta is very quiet and introverted, and rarely gets angry, a bit like me.Ever since I was a child, I have never learned such an oral habit under the multiple "Xi Nei" bombardments of Baohao.

I am still quite pleased.

But even so, he still has some similarities with Bakugo.Strong possessiveness and desire to win, as well as the spirit of never admitting defeat.

The possessiveness began to emerge when he was more than two years old. At this time, he could already talk and walk.

I took him to the park one day and met another little boy on the slide.That little boy looked about the same age as Yuta, but for some reason I didn't see the accompanying parents when I looked left and right.

I was a little worried: "Little friend, why are you here alone? Didn't your mother or father accompany you?"

He looked very timid: "Dad is going to give me ice cream, let me wait here."

"That's it."

Yuta was full of energy and played back and forth several times, while the little boy carefully sat down on the seat next to him after playing once.

"Auntie, is that your child?" The little boy took the initiative to talk to me, gesturing to Yuta who was sliding down the slide with his eyes.

"Yes, his name is Yuta, and he should be about your age."

"Auntie, will you bring him over to play in the future?" His eyes were bright when he spoke, and I couldn't help being motherly, so I reached out and stroked his head.

In an instant, Yuta rushed to sit between me and the little boy like a little rocket, and said unhappily, "Mom, you don't even want to watch me play."

"Sorry, I was talking to him and didn't notice."

He hugged my waist sweetly and hummed: "I want to go home."

"It's not long since I played, are you going home now?" And this little boy still looks like he wants to play with you.

"It's boring, I want to go home." Continue to act like a baby.

I had no choice but to hold his hand and say to the little boy with a little apology: "Then goodbye."

At this moment, a man's voice came from a distance: "Shunsuke! I bought ice cream for you!"

I turned around and saw a man running towards the little boy with an ice cream in his hands. It turned out that the boy was called Junjie.

"Would you like some ice cream, Yuta?"

He replied: "I don't want to."

I heard his tone was not very happy, so I asked: "What's the matter? Are you not having fun?"

"Hmph... You were only able to talk to that Junjie just now, and you didn't pay attention to me."

"Why are you as jealous as your father?" I picked him up, "Shunsuke only talked to me because he wanted to play with you, and he asked me if I would bring you here in the future."

"No! He only talked to you because he wanted a mother like you."

I:"?"

Yuta said straightforwardly: "He only has his father and no mother. His eyes are shining when he sees you. I don't want my mother to be snatched away. My mother only has me as a baby."

It was only at this moment that I felt that I really deserved to be the son of Bakugo.

In terms of Yuta's affairs, I can say that I seldom worry about it, and there is only one time that left a deep impression on me.

At that time, I was hospitalized. It was not a serious illness, but I had a minor operation for appendicitis.

Yuta looked like the sky was falling and cried heart-rendingly, and those who didn't know thought I had some terminal illness that didn't last long.

"Why...why did you have to have an operation? It hurts so much from being cut..." He cried while clutching my quilt, and the white quilt cover was stained with tears.

"I've been given anesthesia, and it won't hurt. Mom can go home in a few days." I comforted him, "Hurry up and go back with grandma, you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow."

"No! I want to be with my mother! Woooooo..."

"Boy, if you're a man, don't shed tears easily, it's very noisy, it will affect your mother's rest." Bakugo played a good role in fanning the flames.

Yuta said stubbornly: "Father is a big idiot!" But he listened to Bakugo's words and stopped crying.

"You brat..."

"Xiao Sheng!" I warned verbally.

"Cut." He died down.

"Yuta, it's okay, it's just a minor operation, mom really doesn't hurt anymore. Don't listen to what dad said, it's okay for a man to cry, not to mention that Yuta is still a baby with mom." I pulled a tissue to help He wipes away tears.

"But, if Dad can stay here, why can't I." He said bluntly.

"Because I want to stay here to take care of my wife." Baohao said.

Yuta listened to Little Chest: "I can also stay and take care of mom."

I'm still very happy that Xiaodouding said that, and finally couldn't resist his coquettish and crying attack and agreed to let him stay.

I won't be able to be a strict mother in my life (sigh).

The next day Yuta came back from school with injuries.

Even though the corner of my mouth was broken a little, I was still startled: "What's going on? Did someone beat you? Mom is going to avenge you!"

Bao Hao, who was going to pick him up, sneered: "It was he who beat him up, not him. He kept asking questions on the road but couldn't find anything. His tone was quite strict."

I knew that Yuta would find other people's unhappy children for no reason, so I asked kindly: "Yuta, what's going on? Did someone provoke you first? Did the other party do it first?"

He didn't say a word at first.

I had no choice but to pretend that the wound was in pain, and frowned: "Ah, the incision hurts so much, it must be because Yuta didn't tell the truth to my mother."

Before the small ones took the bait, the big ones came to add to the chaos.

Bao Hao looked nervous: "What's wrong? The incision hurts? I'll call the doctor now."

I had to wink at him desperately to get him to react.

After a lot of tossing, Yuta finally agreed to speak, he clenched his fists and lowered his eyes: "He said that mother would die."

I was stunned: "Who said I would die?

"Ichinose."

Baohao explained: "It's the boy he beat up."

"The teacher read a story called "The Life of the Old Fox" to us today. The old fox in it was sick and died. After reading it, Ichinose laughed and said that Yuta's mother was also sick, and she would definitely die like the old fox. .”

Bakugo's eyes were spitting fire: "This little bastard, how did his parents teach him! When I went to pick up Yuta, I actually wanted me to apologize!"

I glanced at him: "Did you apologize then?"

"Tch... His family is arrogant, like a big flower chicken. I pretended not to hear and led Yuta away."

I silently applauded him.

"Will Mommy die?" Yuta asked softly.

"Everyone dies, but..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw Yuta's eyes glistening with tears: "I don't want my mother to die! I don't want my father to die either!"

"I and your mother are sitting here in good health, what are you crying for?" Bakugo clicked his tongue, but still hugged Yuta, coaxing him clumsily.

"Yuta, don't cry, mom hasn't finished talking yet."

"Well, don't cry." He rubbed his eyes.

Bakugo hugged him and sat him on the hospital bed next to me.

"Everyone will die, but if you have love, you can live longer. The more love you get, the longer you will live."

"Then I will give my mother and father a lot of love, and you will live a long, long, long time." He nervously squeezed the hands of me and Bakugou as a promise.

"Idiot." Bakugou brushed his hair.

I laughed: "Ah, thank you very much, Yuta."

Because of Bakugo, and you, I will work hard to live for a long time.

(Finish)