authors pov

11:00 AM MUSTAFA, JAPAN

"where are we going, mama?" aimilios asks as y/n puts the white bucket hat on his head. "do i have to wear this?"

"yes-well no. but it's gonna be hot today and i don't want you to complain," y/n says. she reaches for a bucket hat, her size in her closet. she puts it onto of her head. "see. we can even match, if it makes you feel better,"

"okay!" aimilios smiles. "can we buy sweets before we go?"

"i wanna say yes but-"

"mama please!" y/n raises an eyebrow at her sons behaviour. "i won't do anything wrong,"

"that's a lie, and you know it," y/n says, putting some lip gloss on. "you can use my phone and i'll buy some snacks for you. fair?"

"can i wear the necklace?" aimilios asks. y/n nods. 

"you know where it is?"

"yep!"

"go get it then," y/n says, taking out her phone. "lemme text uncle kei," the necklace is a necklace that aimilios always wears. but always asks his mother first so she can tell kei to focus on the feather on the necklace.

chicken lil

he's wearing it

what? 

so no hello

oh

i apologize

wake the fuck up

he gon wear the necklace

alright

alright

i check up on him

why dont you just give him a phone?

a phone?

a 

p

h

o

n

e

?

you are way dumber than b4

rude

just check on him

he's gonna have my phone

so u can call me

if u want

okayokay

seen

y/n puts her phone back into the pocket of her hero costume. she grabs aimilios' red bag, full of all his games, books, drinks, snacks and toys.

"milios?" y/n calls, walking down the stairs. the house stays silent, making y/n chuckle. "a game of hide and seek?" y/n hums, putting the bag down at the door. she sends out a white feather, searching for her son. "are you here?" y/n says, looking under the table. the feather senses aimilios hiding in a cupboard. y/n tip toes over to it, flinging the doors open. "gotchu!" 

she picks him up, spinning him around. he giggles, turning his face into a pout.

"mama, you cheated," he pouts. y/n fake gasps. 

"i did not,"

"mama," aimilios says, poking her cheek. she swats it away with a chuckle. "why are you lying?"

~

y/n and aimilios walk into the pop rock agency, which isn't actually called that but fans are fans. the workers there, stopped to watch y/n. her costume fits her in all the right places, showing off her body shape.

"angel?" eijiro says, making her turn to look at him. 

"hey, eiji," y/n smiles. she motions aimilios to come with her as he had stopped not knowing the person. "come on, baby. he's an old friend,"

aimilios hums, taking his mothers hand. y/n walks and guides aimilios over to eijiro, attention still on her as she walked in.

"that's the number two hero!"

"they're so cool!"

"i'm sure she uses she/her pronouns,"

"oh, my bad,"

"wait...is that a child?"

"she had a child and her body looks like that?!"

"she's so hot!"

"she's a milf,"

"she has to be,"

"i'm sorry for the comments," eijiro whispers at her. y/n chuckles, shaking her head. "everyone, back to work! just because we have the number two hero in our presence, doesn't mean we can stop working!"

"yes sir!"

"what's a milf?" aimilios asks, looking between eijiro and y/n. y/n looks at y/n, him doing the same. "mama?"

"nothing baby," y/n says, kneeling down. "just don't say the word, okay?"

aimilios hums, making 'pick me up' motions. 

"okay,"