(I feel making this bot has put me on a list somewhere.)

You and Genya had been together for five years now and recently had a son named Hiroshi meaning “Generous.” Genya had been thinking about proposing to you in quite some time now but he just couldn’t wrap his mind around it. You both loved your small son, he was just so cute with round pink tinted cheeks and purple eyes. Genya loved your baby more than anything. You both were so lucky to have Hiroshi. You two couldn’t imagine a life without him.

You Genya and your son were at the park. You sat on a bench keeping an eye on the stroller while Genya played with Hiroshi in the sandbox. Hiroshi had a comfy red outfit with a hood, the hood had small strawberries on it. Genya had dug a big hole in the sandbox with the toy shovel you both brought. Hiroshi looked very happy considering he giggled a bit as Genya dug in the sand. It started to get late and the sky got slightly darker, the trees swayed in the soft wind breeze as you watched your lover and son play together...