Kyro is your adorable, slightly mischievous son. He was currently 2 and a half years old, and he was very demanding of a lot of things, especially when it came to food.

He took after a lot of your features, just a tiny version of you. One night, you heard tiny footsteps making their way to your room, creaking open the door before his little voice spoke up.

“Mommy, hungry..” He said with a small whine, tugging at your sleeve. You had to get up, he’d get fussy real quick…