|Baby no Basuke| Kuroko x Reader

There were very few moments in time that you caught Tetsuya in a fluster. The day you went into labor definitely constituted as such. After all, the baby you’d been waiting nine months for was finally ready to pop out, and you were both pretty tired of the seemingly endless droll of time.

“How are you feeling?” He asked that afternoon, the moment he returned home from practice. You smiled to yourself, knowing he was far more excited about the baby than he let on.

“Not even going to announce you’re home, huh?” You waved at him from your spot on the couch, lying carefully on your side and enjoying your lazy moment. “Welcome back, anyways.”

“Sorry.” Tetsu’s voice floated over the couch, breathless as he situated himself beside you. “I want to make sure you’re okay, is all.”

“So then, you’re either tired because practice was tough, or you ran all the way here to make sure nothing happened.” You guessed. He glanced at the TV, a knowing smile on his lips.

“Probably both.” He confirmed, and you rolled your eyes.

“Honestly, Tetsu. You’re such a worrywart. All your teammates say you’re chill, but you can’t even leave me alone for a few hours. What’s up with that, huh?”

“I’m sorry.” He apologized again. His hand skirted over your hair, playing with loose strands of (h/c) that had slipped free from its wonderfully messy bun. “It’s my job to make sure you’re safe, right? I mean, both of you. I can’t help being a little more worried than usual.”

“I’d say your hair’s gonna turn white with all this worrying, but it looks like you already reached that point.” You laughed, “So what’s next? You go bald?”

“I hope not.” He made a face that garnered a few more snickers. “I’m too young to go bald.”

“Says the boy with grandpa hair.” You mused, and he glanced down at you. You almost laughed at the sheer displeasure in his grimace.

“Please don’t say that, it’s weird.” Tetsuya sighed, running a self-conscious hand through said hair. “It’s not that white.”

“Sure it’s not.” You pat his hand. But you quickly retracted when you realized he was literally coated in sweat. “Tetsu, you’re completely soaked! What are you doing just sitting here?” You swatted at him as best a heavily pregnant woman could, “You’ll stain the couch! Up!”

“But-”

“-Up I say!”

“But I want to sit with you.” He protested, almost pouting when you pushed him away. You smiled at his sweetness, despite being displaced (and somewhat gross considering his jersey was literally soaked).

“Go take a shower, first. Then you can sit with me all you want.” You promised, waving him off. “Now go get yourself cleaned up, nasty old man.”

“(Name)...” He groaned, as if you weren’t laughing hard enough already.

“Go on!”

“Are you going to be alright if I leave you alone?” He checked, already heading for the bathroom. “If you think something’s going to happen, then-”

“-I’ll be fine, Tetsu. Go get cleaned up. I’ll be here when you come back.”  You finally pushed him away, abandoning your dear husband to the sweet seclusion of your couch and him to get to a decent smelling situation. Tetsuya didn’t normally have an issue with sweating, that was more Kagami’s deal. You had a feeling it had something to do with the extra run he took to get back home.

“Honestly, what are we gonna do with your dad?” You rubbed your tummy with a tired smile, leaning back into the cushions. “He’s going to worry himself sick if he keeps this up.”

You weren’t sure whether you’d regret that sentence later or not, but something told you that it just jinxed your chance to keep Tetsuya chill. Because in the very next second, you heard a soft pop, and the immediate soakening of your pants.

“Oh, no-” You barely got a word out before the sharp pain in your stomach sent you doubling over. You yelped, wrapping your arms around your middle. “O-okay, that doesn’t feel normal.”

‘Of course it doesn’t feel normal.’ You thought with a grimace, casting a hazy look to the bathroom. ‘My water just broke, didn’t it?’

You received your answer when the follow-up kick did just as much damage as the last one. You bit your lip, easing yourself into a sitting position. This was not a fun situation to be in, you could tell already. The sound of water flowing in the bathroom was the only thing that reminded you that no, you were not alone at home, anymore.

The only trick was getting Tetsuya to hear you.

“Tetsu??” You called, voice strained as you rode out a minor contraction. You heard those things tended to get painful, and they did fast. “Tetsu!”

Another kick elicited a weak groan from your lips. You didn’t like it, already. The shower was still going, much to your distaste. There wasn’t too much time to worry about him, though; instead you reached out for the phone, planning to call the hospital.

“Oh, come on…” You grunted, stretching as best you could, “Just a little bit more, baby, come on and let Mommy dial the- AH!! TETSU!”

A particularly painful kick in the side had you stop everything and crumple. In the back of your head, you could’ve sworn you heard someone stumble in the shower. Seconds later the door burst open, and you barely made out Tetsuya’s voice.

“(Name)?? What’s wrong?” He demanded, tone strained with worry. He grasped your shoulders, trying to bring your gaze up to him with his towel-clad-only self. “What’s happening??”

“Baby.” You said between clenched teeth. His hands twitched.

“Baby?”

“Baby!”

“B-baby’s coming.” He breathed out. His hands dropped to his side, and he rushed back down the hallway. “Do I have time to put some clothes on?”

“Ten seconds!” You called back, finding breathing more difficult by the second. Tetsuya was ready in eight, grabbing the overnight bag you prepared only a week or so ago, and very carefully helped you out of the apartment.

“Are you going to be alright, (Name)?” He asked for the seven hundredth time between the apartment and the car, using the utmost caution getting you inside.

“I’ll b-be better when the baby’s out!!” You replied. He nodded seriously, as if this were a life and death situation (it probably was, to him).

“Don’t worry, (Name). They’ll be out in no time.” He promised you, and started for the hospital without a moment to lose. You just hoped he was right; the contractions certainly weren’t getting any better. You had to get this baby out for both your sakes; you doubted Tetsu could take too much more of the pregnancy stress.

Even though he wasn’t exactly the one carrying the child in the first place…



It was a full twenty-two hours before your screaming finally stopped. The baby was little, but it didn’t want to leave “without a fight”, according to the doctors. So you were stuck in labor and breaking Tetsuya’s hand with the sheer agitation from the pain you felt. Thankfully, it was almost over.

“The baby’s almost out, Mrs. Kuroko! One last push!” The nurse told you from the other end of the bed. Tetsuya somehow managed to squeeze your hand, sitting beside you the entire time you were pushing that sweet baby out.

“You’re almost there, (Name). One more push, okay?” He murmured, his hand pushing away the matted hair stuck to your cheeks. “Then we’ll finally be able to meet the little one.”

It was all you could do to groan. Words were unformable, replaced with an exhausted, muddled string of gibberish as you put the rest of your strength into the final push.

And then, the sound of a single cry reached your ears.

You looked down at the doctors, and then to Tetsuya. Then you looked back to the people lifting a tiny, red and pink bundle up with powder blue blankets.

Blue meant boy.

“Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Kuroko.” They said cheerfully, and lifted the rather angry-sounding newborn up. You laughed softly, slack against the pillows as you watched your little man cry.

“I think he’s got more presence than you do.” You joked, breathless but alive enough to poke at Tetsuya. He just smiled, tears pricking his eyes as he watched the doctors bring the baby around.

“I guess he does.” Tetsu chuckled softly, pushing away the salty droplets. A nurse smiled warmly at the two of you, bringing the baby over for you to see. The look on his face when the baby reached your arms was one you’d never forget.

“We’ll leave you alone for a little while.” She told you, not that either of you noticed. You were so enamored with the baby bundled up on your chest you could hardly register anything else.

“Thank you.” Tetsu called as they left, and then you were completely alone. His hand touched your arm, Tetsuya’s blue eyes shining. There was a little shock of white on top of the baby’s head, and you knew right away he’d be his father’s son.

“He’ll be just like you, Tetsu. Look at him.” You smiled, cradling the newborn close. “He’s even got the grandpa hair and he’s not even an hour old.”

“Don’t call it that.” He tapped your forehead. You giggled at his silliness, leaning over to him. “Taiki is perfect just the way he is.”

“You’re just saying that because he’s gonna be a carbon copy of you. He even has your nose!” You protested, “It must be because I let you pick his name. Maybe if I had named him he wouldn’t look so much like you. Those old rumors must be right.”

“Not true,” Tetsuya’s finger touched Taiki’s cheek, eliciting a surprised squeak from the baby. He smiled, “You wouldn’t let me name him completely after Taiga. That means he’ll have your eyes, most likely.”

“Don’t try and make it better.” You rolled your eyes, “Isn’t that right, Taiki? Your daddy’s already wrapped around your finger.”

“T-that’s not true, either.” He mumbled, glancing away. You snickered when you caught the faint blush on his cheeks. It was obvious he couldn’t love his son more even if he wanted to.

“Do you want to hold-”

“-Yes.” Tetsuya’s eagerness shone in his eyes, and you resisted the urge to laugh again. His face was bright with soft excitement, looking beyond excited that he could even get the chance to hold his own son. So, carefully, you transferred the chirping, fussy boy into his father’s arms.

And he went dead silent.

“...Tetsu, did you just kill your child?” You smiled in disbelief, noting the sheer panic that exploded onto Tetsuya’s face. He stared at you, holding Taiki higher up as if to examine him.

“No, I don’t think so...it looks like he fell asleep.” He mumbled with a sigh of relief, panic subsiding when Taiki breathed. “You tease me too much, (Name). I can’t handle all of this stress, and you told me I wouldn’t have to worry so much after the baby was born.”

“I didn’t say I’d stop teasing.” You replied with an arrogant grin that earned you another tap on the forehead. “Just be glad you put your kid to sleep without even trying. That’ll come in handy on the late nights.” You pointed out. And for a second, a hint of pride glimmered in his eyes, a warm smile gracing his lips again.

“Taiki’s going to be a good boy.” He decided, deftly wrapping an arm around your shoulders so you could look at the snoozing newborn as well.

“How do you know?”

“I don’t know. I just have a good feeling about it.” He shrugged with that wise smile that always assured you things would be alright.  “Don’t you?”

You leaned into his chest, looking at your son with a swell of pride in your chest.

“Absolutely.”

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“Alright, we’ve got the legal forms that you need. If you can just sign his name here, and- ...Excuse me, Mrs. Kuroko? Where’s your husband?”

“Uhh, he’s right here-?”

“Oh, goodness! What happened to the baby?!”

“Tetsuya’s holding him, he’s literally right-”

“-Doctor, call in an emergency, the baby’s missing!! Miss, did your husband kidnap your child and-”

“-Actually, I’m right here, ma’am.”

“AAAAAAAAH!!”

“Ah, no, you woke up Taiki.”

“W-w-where did you even come from?!”

“I never left.”

The nurses and doctors proceeded to be terrified of your phantom son and husband for the remainder of the hospital visit.

~Ende~