Discord drabbles - round 2. Male oni x reader (sfw) (Patreon)

“Oh kiddo,” the enormous Oni rumbled, pressing his huge red palm against his daughter’s forehead as she staggered down the stairs and announced that she ‘didn’t feel too good’ that morning. “I’m pretty sure you have a temperature. Easy, easy…” he added as the miserable child swayed, ashen faced and sweating. 

Kaito scooped up the little girl in his arms and lowered his forehead to hers and nuzzled softly against her while you watched from the doorway. Your heart swelled with fondness at the sight of the eight foot tall beast of an Oni, bending over with his short, blunt horns touching her even smaller ones. As you watched him carry her back up to her room, you fetched a cold compress from the bathroom and hung onto it for a moment as he tucked her back into bed. 

“Easy, sweetheart,” he said, sweeping her hair off her forehead with his big knuckle. “You get some sleep and I’ll come back in a bit to check up on you, ok?”

“But papa,” she whispered, voice hoarse with fever, “It’s your birthday…”

You watched as his dark brows sailed high above golden eyes, and he chuckled softly. “So it is, little one,” he laughed. “Papa clean forgot. Tell you what, when you’re better, we can celebrate properly, alright?”

“But it’s your birthday today!” she insisted. 

He shook his head. “Alright, Birthday Boy gets to set the rules, huh?”

She nodded weakly. 

“Ok, well, I say it’ll only be my birthday when you’re better, so you rest up, and we can all celebrate together then, alright?”

Pouting, his daughter accepted and her eyelids fluttered closed. 

He made sure that she was comfortable and then rose to leave, only to find you reaching out with the compress. Kaito smiled, tusks gleaming in the soft light of the sickroom, and nodded his thanks, returning to the bed and laying the cloth across her forehead. She smiled and shuffled, already asleep. 

Kaito straightened again and strode over to you, placing a kiss atop your head in silent thanks for your help, and closed the door on his little girl to let her rest.

He scowled as he left the room and caught your arm. “What?” he growled softly.

You only giggled. “You’ll see…” you said, an idea already forming. 

It was a while before you could pull it all off, but because he was preoccupied with worrying about his daughter, you were able to bake the cake and ban him from the kitchen with relative ease, and when you brought out the coffee cake with chocolate and hazelnut icing into the living room, his eyes glowed bright and he covered his mouth with his hands to stop himself exclaiming too loudly and waking his daughter upstairs. 

“You’re the best,” he said when you sat down beside him. 

He pulled you in close with a massive, muscular arm and as you nodded at the cake and told him to make a wish, he smiled a private smile and nodded. 

Kaito blew out the candles and as the smoke furled slowly up through the air, he inhaled deeply and smiled down at you with golden eyes burning. “Thank you.”