Parents - is your child texting about Haikyuu?

*clenches fist* i need more haikyuu boys with their littol kids pls (ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻

can i please request the s/o coming home to the haikyuu boys sleeping with their kid(s) ?

Hope it's no problem if it's specifically the miya twins, bokuto and iwaizumi

COMING HOME TO HAIKYUU BOYS ASLEEP WITH THEIR KIDS

☾ ATSUMU the silence felt unfamiliar, too used to atsumu’s playful scolding as your daughter giggled at his expense, but as you stood in the doorway of the living room you felt yourself become choked up at the sight infront of you, your daughter pressed tightly against your husbands chest as his arm wrapped protectively around her, his head leaning back against the couch as your features softened at the butterfly clips tangled messily in his hair and the food stains on his shirt but you still felt your heart warm at the sight because fatherhood suited him. you sit gently next to them on the couch, his eyes fluttering open at the movement before they turn to you, a lazy smile on his lips as his free hand moves to cup your cheek, placing a chaste kiss to your forehead, his voice still laced with sleep as it comes out a raspy whisper “sorry must’ve fell asleep waitin’ for ya, missed ya baby.” you nuzzle into his side as he wraps his other arm around your shoulder, his cheek resting against your head as his grip on your daughter tightens, a sigh of content leaving his lips as he silently thanks the world for giving him the privelage of being able to hold his.

☾ OSAMU you felt the tension from a long day leave your body as your shoulders dropped, a small smile tugging at your lips as only love pooled in your eyes at the image of your husband sleeping soundly with your son on the couch, cheek smooshed against his sons head as his arms wrapped securely around him, the only noise in the quiet room being soft snores and breathing as you sat next to their peaceful figures, swallowing a giggle at the leftover grains of rice on both their faces - just like his father, knowing they were currently trying to sleep off all of the onigiri they’d probably had for dinner, you swiped gently at the grain of rice on your husbands face as you watched his nose twitch at the sensation, face rising from your sons head as he looked at you dazed, his eyes still a little cloudy from sleep and his cheeks a little puffy but you still melted when his head turned to place a chaste kiss against your palm “a made ya dinner, it’s in the kitchen, ‘s yer favourite.” he gazed at you softly, adoration pooling in stormy greys as his gaze fell on your still sleepy son, you smiled because you’d always loved the serenity you found in storms.

☾ BOKUTO you smiled in the dimly lit room at the sight of your husband lying flat on the couch, his longer limbs falling off the side as your son gripped onto the back of his shirt, cheek smooshed against the muscle you knew too well and you feel a heavy weight in your heart at the soft smile on his face that looks too familiar to one you fell in love with, because you know if they woke up you’d be met with two oddly familiar bright smiles and hazy golden eyes because although they mimicked the sun, they always looked at you like you were theirs. you gently picked up your son to hold him against your chest, causing your husband to shake awake at the loss of warmth but even hazy with sleep you still watch his features soften at the sight of yours, mixed with your sons still sleeping figure instinctively gripping at your shirt as he nuzzles into your neck makes you feel overwhelmed because with the simple touch and that timeless smile you only find yourself freefalling into love all over again.

☾ IWAIZUMI you exhaled shakily as you blinked away the tears that seemed to settle in your eyes to admire the sight of your husband as he lay against the couch, his face lacking the usual furrow of his brows as his soft breathing filled the room, your daughter tucked tightly under his arm as his work shirt drowned her body because you know he’s probably tried for hours to get her into her own clothes, only for her to pout because she “like daddy’s better.” you squat next to their relaxed figures, hajime’s eyes opening at the presence as his grip on your daughter tightens before his hand immediately comes up to cup your cheek, thumb swiping over it as he smiles, softer in his sleepy state but you still recognised the love that pooled in hazel, because there was still a heartfelt sense of familiarity in the warmth you always made bloom in his chest, it felt like home.

☾ SAKUSA your chest tightened as you felt the ghost of a smile on your lips, a familiar feeling blooming as you gazed lovingly at them. your husbands curls covered his eyes slightly, head lulled forward as he breathed softly, his arms clasped around your daughter, her own dark curls pulled back into a messy pony - pink clips carefully placed in her hair because you know kiyoomi liked those ones best, they suited her. you find yourself subconsciously reaching out to smooth his curls from his face as his eyes blink awake, gently adjusting the still sleepy child in his arms as one of his hands gently wrap around your wrist so he can nuzzle his cheek into your now open palm, there was a vulnerability to the touch as his eyes gazed lovingly into yours, his cheeks flushed with sleep and you smile because although love with him was constantly changing with the world “welcome home, love.” would always feel familiar.