Kyoya was exhausted.

Very exhausted.

So he was lying in bed on his stomach and the covers pulled up to his waist.

He didn't know when the cover came but he was sure Tsubasa had something to do with it.

He felt the covers drop but shrugged it off thinking that it was Tsubasa as he continued laying down motionless.

He felt a small hand nudge his uncovered back.

"Papa?" A small and cute voice asked and it wasn't going to take a second guess who it was.

"Hi Jon." Kyoya mummered into the pillow, how the one year old got onto the bed he'd never know.

"Papa, papa!" He cooed and shook him more making Kyoya groan.

Then the bed dropped more and Kyoya shifted his head so his cheek was pressed against the pillow.

Jon was standing on his legs and his hands in the air which made Kyoya chuckle at his sons cuteness.

"Papa, pa-ahh!" Jon yelped as he tumbled backwards.

Kyoya yelled and grabbed Jon's left leg before he fell onto the marble ground.

He sat up straight and pulled the youngest onto his lap.

Then glared at him.

"Jon don't wake me like that, you could've got hurt." Kyoya growled as Jon grabbed his cheek in a cute way while cooing.

Kyoya sighed, knowing there was no reason lecturing his son and layed back down, with Jon sitting on his chest while looking at him with confused blue hues.

"Papa?" Jon asked as Kyoya opened his eyes slightly "Yes?"

"Again!" He smiled as Kyoya sighed and smiled "No Jon, unless you want daddy to murder papa then." He stated as Jon poked his chest.

"Pwease?"

Kyoya shook his head and turned around so he was on his side and Jon was on his side.

"It's time for your nap anyway, so can we take a nap together?" The lion asked as Jon yawned and nodded and closed his little eyes.

Kyoya put the blanket on the both of them before getting comfortable and dozing off.

***

"Father? Have you se-" Kiara was cut off by the sight and smiled softly before sighing "You won this time."

She closed the door and walked off to find Rachel.

' Looks like Father and Jonathan bonded, cute I suppose, but I'm his favorite anyway, so take that father.' Kiara thought as she waved to Alfred and walked out the door.

' Still though, maybe Father is taking an initiative to knowing Jon better... So that's good at least... Still wish he could have done that to me when I was a kid.' Kiara thought again and a bit of bitterness lingered in her memories.

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