High School Love? {Saiki K x Male!Reader} On Hiatus.

Flash...forward?

Saiki's POV :

"Somewhere there's someone who wants you to be
How they want you to be
Their opinion
They'll paint you the colors that they want to see
And to them it's Monet
But to you it's a gray silhouette

So pick up a pencil, a stencil, a crayon
The picture is not finished yet

You can let someone else tell you your story
You can let someone else tell you what's true
Or you can set yourself free, climb the tallest highest tree
Or maybe sit back and take in the view
Yeah you can let yourself let yourself do anything

It's there in your hands like a paperback book you just finished the most recent chapter
And maybe the first parts all gobbelygook if you're not happy yet don't forget it's just volume one
The story has only begun

You can let someone else tell you your story
You can let someone else tell you what's true
Or you can set yourself free, climb the tallest highest tree
Or maybe sit back and take in the view
Yeah you can let yourself let yourself do
Except for things the law says you can't do
Unless the lot is unjust in which case definitely do
Take a more active role in local and federal government
Call your local congressman
Or Congress woman
Yeah you can let yourself let yourself do anything

You can go flying or soaring through space time
You can go sailing across the blue sea
You can write down some words
Maybe chill with some birds
Be true to yourself and set yourself free
If you just let yourself let yourself be
Anything

Anything [x7]
Anything that you want to be [x3]

You can let someone else tell you your story
It's no big if they disagree
Cause at the end of the day, it's their part in your play
And it's your name up on the marquee

You can let yourself let yourself be
What you can let yourself let yourself be
If you just let yourself let yourself be
Anything.
Anything."

I listened to my husband as he sang to the music coming from his headphones. I learned against the doorway, a small smile coming through my cold exterior. I walked up to him and said, "Good morning." He chuckled, a slight blush on his face. "Morning, sleepyhead." He mumbled, setting a dish in the rinse water. "Papa! Papa! Lookie what I drawed!" A little five year old said, racing into the kitchen. I picked her up. "What is it, Nozomi?" (Y/N) asked. "I drawed our family!" She exclaimed. I looked at it, there was Nozomi, (Y/N), and me. Her brown hair was all overover and her blue eyes glistened with happiness. "It's adorable, Nozo." I said. She pouted. "I's Nozomi!" (Y/N) smiled softly.
"Of course it is, Beautiful."
"Hey, papa? Why does daddy call me beautiful? I'm cute, not beautiful."
"Your name means Beautiful Hope, so he calls you beautiful as a sign of good luck." I said. She sat there, thinking.
"So I'm your good luck?" She asks.
I nod. "And mine." (Y/N) said, leaning on the back of my chair. He kissed Nozomi's head, then he kissed me. "Ew, Daddy!" She squirmed, getting down. "Come play!" She grinned, showing her missing right canine tooth. "Alright, sweety, let's go play." (Y/N) said, walking with her.

(^_^♪)(^_^♪)(^_^♪)

I woke up to my alarm clock. I guess that's my future? I questioned. I looked down, thread? I thought. When I touched it, I saw more of the scene, (Y/N) and I swaying around and around at some softly playing music, before noticing Nozomi was awake and watching us. I don't dance, but he seems to. So that was probably his idea, I wonder whose it was to adopt a kid. There were so many questions in my head.

(OKAY. SO. LAST UPDATE BEFORE THE SPECIAL. I STARTED LISTENING TO ANYTHING BY THOMAS SANDERS AND IT WAS PUTT INTO THE BOOK. I DON'T HAVE VERY MANY SUBMISSIONS FOR WHAT THE SPECIAL IS, SO I MAY JUST DO THEM ALL. AND IT WILL NOT BE CANONIZED, BECAUSE LETS  BE HONEST, THEY AREN'T NEARLY CLOSE ENOUGH (CANON WISE) TO WRITE A SMUT FOR THEM.