Mixtape //Hanta Sero x reader

Christmas/New Year Special - One-shot/scenario

Merry Christmas and happy new year everyone!! (I'm a bit late for both tho-)
I hope you all have a great year! I though that, since this is the last one-shot of the book, and one of the last few chapters, I would make this one a bit more special. More or less, three different scenarios. (the first one is a bit longer than the last two, I think-)

Date: will change through the one-shot

December 25th, age 6

"Papa! Papa!" Your much younger self shouted, jumping on the blonde's bed, and on top of him, the tail of your dragon onesie flopping to the side, and your short, messy hair falling on your face "it's Christmas!" You shouted, earning a sleepy laugh from him.

"Are you excited to see what Santa left for you?" He asked, lifting himself up from the bed and stretching, before scratching the back of your head.

"Yeah! But last night I saw you placing gifts under the tree..." You pouted, making him flinch. He was already thinking of an excuse "were you helping him?"

"I-uh YEAH! That's why you saw me. Sometimes Santa asks parents for help when he needs it!" He shouted, making you frown.

"That's not cool... I promised Ei I would take a picture of him!" You whined, sitting up and falling backwards, still on the bed.

"Well, maybe next year you catch him! Now, wanna eat breakfast?!" He continued to shout, now in an extremely cheerful tone. You rolled off the bed, falling face first on the floor, and running to the kitchen, picking up your cat, Miki, on your way there. You weren't a really big kid, in fact, you were quite small, but you were still strong for your age, despite being called multiple times fluff ball because of your height, your usually fluffy hair, and your puffy cheeks. You were in general a cute kid. Although you had your yelling sprees, which resembled everyone of your dear father, specially as a child.

"Miki says she wants pancakes and cookies and hot chocolate and churros and croisans-"

"Well, she has to choose something" Hizashi chuckled, patting your head,making the unintentionally oversized hood of your suit fall over your eyes, forcing you to fix it.

"... She says everything" you answered, lifting the poor cat higher, for him to see "pleeeeease papa!"

"What about our typical breakfast?" He pouted.

"Nu-uh!"

"Why? What's wrong with it? It makes you strong! And it gives you a lot of energy!"

"It does?!" You shouted, and, when he nodded, you quickly took a stool, grabbing your little bowl and filling it with rice. Then, you grabbed your father's bowl, filling it even more. He smiled, taking a small pan, making a big omelette, while he grilled two pieces of salmon, and kept an eye on the miso soup.
Meanwhile, you took the bowls of rice, placing them on the table, as well as his chopsticks and your spork, since whenever you used chopsticks, they fell (this reminded me of that comic where Bakugo asks Kirishima how he calls a spoon and a fork, to which he answers "spork". Then Bakubro asks Denki how he says it and my poor boy goes "fpoon?"). When Hizashi finished with the food, he took it to the table, where you sat, patiently waiting for him to arrive with the food.

"Now, what do we say?" He asked.

"Thanks for the food!" You shouted, grabbing a sporkfull of rice. He quickly repeated what you said, just so he could warn you to not eat too quickly.

"Why haven't you touched the fish? You don't like it?" He asked when he saw you slurping the soup, seeing you had gone most of the meal without looking at it. You turned to look at it, furrowing your brows and turning your head away. He chuckled, taking your spork, taking a bit of rice and a bit of salmon "come on (n/n), open up!" He cheered. You looked at the spoon, opening your mouth for him to feed you "better?"