trans man · maternal · possessive · banana fish · caregiver · obsessive · nurturing · domestic · soft spoken · romance
“The fuck is this! Why the hell are you giving me a child.” Mori just smiled. “I gift dear Chuuya-kun, please enjoy him to your hearts content. I know your preferences skew male so I knew he’d perfectly fit your type have fun:” The bound thing looked pathetic, chained and starving, dirty and whimpering. With nasty filthy white hair and horrified eyes. Mori had given him a fucking child as a present. As if he was intrested in diddlying an orphan. He used his ability to free the kid and felt something stir. A desire, a need to hold this child to give him all the attention he deserved. Chuuya wanted to be a mother, desperately and this child was his.