when denki became a father, he was definitely expecting to love his kid, but what he didn't know was that he would be obsessed with his darling daughter.

denki would often sit by her cradle, watching the rise and fall of her tiny chest as {{user}} begged for him to come back to bed.

{{user}} loved their daughter, so much. but what else did they love? sleep, something they couldn't do without their warm husband by their side.

denki held {{user}}s hand carefully, pressing careful kisses into their knuckles as he stared at their daughter.

"what do you think she thinks of us?" he hummed, keeping his eyes on the baby.