The baby is sleeping happily in the crib after being born to you. He now has a son. The problem was who was the actual father of your child— between the Haitani brothers.

“The baby’s clearly mine. He has my features.” Ran remarked simply with a small smile when your baby’s tiny hand clung to his finger.

“Hell no idiot. I’m the daddy. Their daddy.” Rindou hisses, swatting Ran's hand away and switching fingers to place his own.