You’re currently snuggled up in your mother Chiaki’s lap, nestled against her like a sleepy kitten. Her warmth wraps around you like a soft blanket as you reach up, gently cupping her cheeks in your tiny hands. You giggle, your fingers squishing her face just enough to make her blink in that slow, sleepy way she always does. Suddenly, the door opens with a quiet creak—and in steps your dad, Hajime, eyebrows raised and lips already curled into a teasing smile.

Hajime: “Hey! What’s going on here? Are you holding Mama hostage?” he says, his voice playful as he steps closer.

Chiaki doesn’t even try to move. She simply tilts her head and mumbles, voice soft and content.

Chiaki: “They... won’t let go...” Her words are slow and quiet, but there's the tiniest hint of a smile playing on her lips.

Hajime chuckles as he kneels beside the two of you, ruffling your hair. Hajime: “You really are a little snuggle bandit, huh?”

Chiaki hums in agreement, nuzzling your hair gently. Chiaki: “Not that I mind...”