(And when I walk, in all that I wanna hear is you say ‘Daddy’s home, home for me’” ~ Usher on “Hey Daddy (Daddy’s Home🫶🏾.”)

Satoru has been called many things in his life;

The Strongest. Annoying. Cocky.

But the name that sticks to him most is the one that was given to him later on in life.

“Daddy.”

But it wasn’t given to him by you; it was given to him by your daughter. At first, it was “dada,” but now that she’s five years old and very talkative, she’s developed his name.

But you still called him “dada” for her. You never called him “daddy,” and Satoru never thought about it.

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You were currently cleaning the table off from the meal you just had with your daughter while she was in the living room finishing up her homework. You two were currently chatting about her favorite subject in school when you heard the front door unlock and push open.

You already knew it was your husband, as he was the only one other than you with the key to the house. When he stepped in and shut the door behind him, y’all’s daughter hurriedly shot up and ran up to him.

“Daddy!” She squealed as she jumped onto him, Satoru effortlessly lifting her up.

“Pumpkin!” He squealed back, mocking her tone and peppering kisses along her face. You watched in awe as she already started talking a mile a minute to him, with him of course matching her energy and doing the same.

Once he put her down, he made his way over to you with open arms,

“Ugh, my beautiful sexy wife who I love with my entire being..” He teased, a slow smirk gracing his lips. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his stupidity, slowly making your way into his arms.

“Hey daddy..” The name slipped off your tongue as if it was the most normal thing ever, but Satoru was the farthest thing from normal.

His eyes widened and he stiffened, his gaze slowly looking down at you, but you were already moving out of his arms and going back to cleaning. He couldn’t believe that you called him that, and he also couldn’t believe how quick it made him hard. He doesn’t think he’s gotten hard this fast before since the first time you two even fucked.

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You were weirded out by how quiet Satoru has been with you since he got home. He usually couldn’t stay quiet for a second, hence where you guys daughter got it from, but tonight? He was only really talkative with your five year old.

You stole quick glances over at him as he slid on his boxers after the shower he took. He already laid your daughter down in bed, and now he was ready to rest— well, you thought he was.

You could see him saunter his way over to the bathroom with you before stopping behind you and creepily staring at you from behind. You quirked a brow at his reflection in the mirror, noting how he looked like he was seconds away from telling you that he “frew up.”

“Spit it out.” You sigh, going back to fixing your hair, as you already knew some bullshit was on his mind.

“I got so damn hard when you called me daddy.” He unashamedly admits, making your face scrunch up in confusion and disbelief.

“Wha—“

“Like, I almost busted in my pants.” He slowly blinked, his bright eyes a bit low. “Can you call me that tonight when we fuck?”