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"Shoyo Kei~" I was dancing around the house as I held my son. "You're so adorable, yes you are!"

The baby was drooling a bit and I paused and went to the kitchen to clean him up.

"We don't drool on Mommy, Shoyo Kei. No we don't,"

Shoyo Kei laughed as I tickled his little feet and his hands grabbed my hair and tugged gently.

Ever since the little boy was born, I began to see things in a new light.

Shoyo Kei was a happy baby- and it reminded me so much of my brother.

Yet, he had a salty attitude towards his father, which I laughed at.

He was a perfect mix of sweet yet salty.

I heard the door open, alerting me that Tobio was home.

He ran into the house and tackled me into a hug, kissing my cheek. "How are you doing, (y/n)? And how's my little Shoyo Kei doing?"

The baby started to cry when he saw his father smiling at him.

Poor Shoyo Kei.

Tobio tried to calm him down, but the baby's cries grew louder.

I took the poor kid from his father's arms and began to hum his lullaby [cough Isabella's Lullaby] and he calmed down and ended up falling asleep.

Tobio sweatdropped as I placed Shoyo Kei in his playpen in the living room. "Well...that went well."

"Don't worry so much," I patted his shoulder. "How was work?"

"Tiring as hell, but not as tiring as taking care of the boke."

I hit him, glaring. "Hey! Don't call our son a boke!"

"Gomen." Tobio looked over my shoulder and then picked me up. "Alright. Let's go have some alone time, eh?"

"NO, BITCH!" I struggled in his grip. "I'm currently making dinner for us."

"So? We can do a quickie."

"No." I stomped on his foot and he let go. "Don't bother me while I'm making food, you fool."

He sighed and hugged me. "Okay. But I miss you. We never get time alone together- other than to sleep. And you're always waking up and falling asleep on the rocking chair in Shoyo Kei's room."

Maybe because it's on purpose.

"Well...what else am I supposed to do?" I said.

Tobio looked frustrated. "I don't know..."

I frowned. "Don't forget this is your child too."

"I know. It's just that we haven't gotten time to ourselves. It's as if you're purposely avoiding me."

No shit I am.

Before he could argue it further, Shoyo Kei began to cry.

I pressed my lips to his jaw, standing on my tip-toes. "We'll talk later."

Tobio let out a sigh and went to take off his coat and to tend to dinner while I tended to Shoyo Kei.

I picked up the baby and pressed my nose against his, giving him an Eskimo kiss. "You're so adorable, Shoyo Kei. Yes you are~"

「影山 飛雄」

I was awakened by Shoyo Kei's cries.

I sat up and yawned, glancing at the clock which read 3:42 am.

"(y/n)?" Tobio sat up next to me.

"I'm fine." I got up and walked in the darkness to the nursery.

Shoyo Kei had tears running down his chubby cheeks and his hands waved around in the air as I lifted him up.

"Don't cry," I cooed. "Shh..."

Tobio held out his arms. "Hey, let me try something."

I eyed him and carefully handed our son over.

I watched as the two stared at each other.

Tobio held his son close to his chest and pressed Shoyo Kei's face close to him using his big hand. "Don't cry, little guy. Come on, Shoyo Kei. You're a big boy. You don't need to cry right now, yeah?"

Surprisingly, the baby stopped crying as Tobio picked up one of his binkies and put it into Shoyo Kei's mouth.

The baby began to suck on it and eventually fell asleep.

Tobio placed him carefully in his crib, putting the little blue blanket around him. "There we go."

I smiled softly. "See? I told you Shoyo Kei doesn't hate you."

When we went back to bed, I dreamed of a face I haven't seen since I went to that village with Tobio the day before...Nishinoya was killed. Well, it was hallucinations when I saw their ghosts.

"(y/n)." Kei's gentle voice soothed me. "You need to stay strong."

I felt his soft touch on my jawline, his warm brown eyes staring at me with affection.

"Help is on the way," I heard Akiteru's voice.

"Remember that we're here for you," Shoyo's voice joined the mix.

I woke up again around 6:49 am.

Tobio was in the bathroom, getting ready for work.

I began making breakfast and Tobio came downstairs with his hair combed nicely [think of Daisuke from Balance Unlimited] and carrying our son who was currently holding a foam block with a number 9 on it.

"Good morning," he placed Shoyo Kei on the high chair and came over to me, helping me plate the food.

"So...are you off to work?"

"Yeah. I've got half an hour before I have to go. As much as I'd like to just use the ¥1.5 billion for us, I think the neighbors would get suspicious if we live in a big house and we aren't exactly famous as celebrities or sports athletes."

I nodded and poured myself some tea.

Tobio fed Shoyo Kei some applesauce and baby food, cringing at the way our son ate it messily.

"See you later," he kissed my lips before patting Shoyo Kei's head, putting his coat on, and getting into his car to drive to work in the city.

I looked at the calendar.

Only one more week until we escape.

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We're reaching the end of the story. There's about 16 chapters left- if all goes well.

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