The picture above is the layout of their house. Excuse my weird handwriting that's not how I usually how I write.

By now, Emiko was nearly two and a very active little girl. She would toddle around and bump into things, giggling. Sometimes when one of her parents would be cooking or cleaning, she'd walk into their legs and squeal.

Both would give her a gentle hug and a kiss on her forehead before easing her onto a mat to play.

"Mama!"

Akaashi sighed. "Jesus Christ. Okay." He walked into her room and patted her back. "Hey princess."

"Juice!"

"Ah. Okay." He started to lift her up to go to the kitchen but put her down and held his side. "Oh wow…"

"Juice!"

"In just a second." Akaashi mumbled. He stood back up and walked into his own room. "Ko."

Bokuto looked up from his desk. "Hm?"

"Can you… please get Emmy and get her some juice?"

"Yeah…?" Bokuto stood. "Something smells off. What hurts? Or where?"

"I'm sure it's fine." Akaashi mumbled.

"No, if I can smell it it's bad."

"Just get her the damned juice Koutarou."

"Okay but then straight back."

"Fine. Go."

Bokuto walked out and got Emiko what she wanted before coming back. He set the little girl on his bed before going back to Akaashi, who was leaning against the wall. "Okay where does it hurt?"

"Stomach."

"Like a regular stomach ache?" Bokuto questioned. He took Akaashi's glasses and set them aside.

"Worse."

"You can't be pregnant and that doesn't hurt." He leaned down and sniffed at Akaashi's stomach. "Yeah you're not pregnant. I hope. Uh… can I lift your shirt?"

"Sure."

Bokuto lifted the cloth. "Okay…"

"Daddy!"

Bokuto turned. "Emmy."

"Daddy!"

"Hey, lay on your back so I can properly see."

Akaashi walked over to the bed and laid down. Emiko heard him and got closer. He put her on his chest as Bokuto looked. Akaashi frowned at Emiko. "You have snot on your face."

Emiko screamed as soon as Akaashi tried to remove it and flipped back. Bokuto startled and lifted her off of Akaashi's waist. "Don't do that… jeez."

Akaashi got up quickly and ran into the bathroom. Bokuto froze as a wave of the younger male's pheromones hit him. How much pain did he have to be in for it to be that bad?

"Keiji?!" Bokuto hurried into the bathroom and bent down. Akaashi was crying, leaning over the toilet.

"I-it hurts so… so bad…"

Akaashi never cried no matter how much something hurt. Only when he'd had Emiko did he cry. "Keiji. Take a deep breath, okay? Can you move?"

"N-not very-" Akaashi leaned over the toilet and started puking, crying through it still.

Bokuto wet a rag and wiped his face. "Shhhh… it's okay."

Akaashi stopped for a moment, gasping. "I-I need-" He started throwing up again.

Bokuto looked away to stop himself from getting queazy. "Okay. Whew. Feels like you have a fever."

Akaashi whimpered. "K-Ko."

"Yeah?"

"B-blood!" Akaashi started coughing. "I need… to go to the hospital right n-now!"

Bokuto flushed the toilet and pulled out his phone. "I can't get you in the car. I'm going to call an ambulance, okay?"

"Mhmm…" Akaashi put his head on his arm, trying to breath properly.

"Wait shit I'm gonna call Suga to get Emmy."

"No…" Akaashi coughed. "Call… Mm… Yamaguchi."

"Won't he be sad?"

"No just do it." Akaashi whined.

"Okay." Bokuto called both an ambulance and Yamaguchi. Bokuto headed off with Emiko when Akaashi was taken away, bringing him to a very cheery Yamaguchi.

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Bokuto looked at Akaashi, who was waking up. It was slow. It made Bokuto nervous.

Akaashi stared at the ceiling before giggling.

Bokuto raised his brows. "Huh?"

Akaashi looked over and gasped. "Koutarou!"

"Yeah…?"

Akaashi smiled. "I love you!"

Bokuto chuckled softly. "I love you too." He held Akaashi's hand. "Damn they've got you on something strong."

Akaashi hummed loudly. "You know, I didn't hate you when you left me… cause I love you sooo much. I felt bad thst you tried to kill yourself but you're okay now!"

Bokuto gulped. He hated bringing that up.

"You're so nice to me and Emiko…" Akaashi closed his eyes. "Sometimes I feel like I don't do enough… but you love me… and I love you… and Emmy loves you. You're a good dad. You're a good mate… a good person. Thank you so much… when I heal I'll help you so much more…"

"Aw Keiji… wait that was so nice. I love you too." He kissed Akaashi's hand.

"I'll probably fuck you too so shhhh."

Bokuto burst out laughing, unable to keep it in. Behind him someone else was laughing hard as well, wheezing at the comment. Bokuto turned to see the nurse and Sugawara laughing. "A-ah hi!"

The nurse cleared her throat. "I'm going to go ahead and take him off the medication so he'll wake up properly."

"Okay!"

Akaashi woke up fully and looked around, confused. "What happened?"

"Your appendix burst." Bokuto stated.

"Oh." Akaashi yawned. "Why?"

"Something got built up and it started to burst but then Emmy threw herself on you and well…"

"Ah. Makes sense. Kind of. Sorry. Tired."

"It's okay."

"Does it hurt much right now?" The nurse questioned.

"No, not much."

"Alright. I'll come back in thirty minutes, okay?"

"Okay. Thank you."

"Mhmm." She walked back out.

Sugawara walked in. "Well hello Mr. "Getting better" and Mr. "I'll fuck you later". How are you?"

Akaashi stared. "What?"

"You just told Bokuto you'll probably fuck him later. Well that's all I heard. But I'm sure there was more."

Bokuto shrugged. "Maybe."

"Oh?"

He shrugged again. "How do you feel?"

"A little sore."

"That's what she said." Suga whispered.

"No-"

Sugawara giggled. "Daichi and I were having a joke war like that in the car on the way here. Sorry."

"Why are you like this…?" Akaashi sneezed. "Ow!"

Bokuto tensed. "Are you okay? Do you need the nurse?"

"Whew. No. My waist tenses when I sneeze so it hurt a little. I'm okay though." He reassured.

Bokuto nodded. "Okay."

Akaashi hummed. "Yamaguchi and Emiko are okay?"

"Yeah there was laughing in his apartment when I went."

"Arata is there now, right?"

Sugawara perked up. "He is! He's so cute and tiny!"

"Who's Arata?" Bokuto mumbled.

"He's Tadashi's adopted son. He's six."

"Woah! I didn't know he had a kid!"

"He's had him for two months. He has to build trust since he's not biologically his son. But he's doing well." Akaashi shifted. "Hopefully Emiko is being kind."

"She probably is." Suga reassured. "She's very sweet."

Akaashi nodded. "She really is."

Bokuto stood and kissed his forehead. "I'm gonna go get some water for you, okay?"

"Mkay. Thank you."

"No problem." Bokuto started to walk off.

Akaashi grabbed his hand. "Hey."

"Hm?"

"Lean down here for me." Bokuto leaned down and smiled. Akaashi gently kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too."