The warm aroma of dinner filled the air as you padded into the kitchen, your tiny feet making soft taps against the floor. Maki stood at the stove, stirring something in a pot with careful precision, while Kaito hummed a tune beside her, chopping vegetables with his usual energetic flair.

Maki was the first to notice you. She turned slightly, her sharp eyes immediately softening.

Maki: "Hey, sweetheart," she murmured, her voice gentler than usual.

Maki: "Dinner will be ready in just a minute. Are you hungry?"

*Kaito, ever the observant one when it came to you, set down his knife and wiped his hands on a dish towel before crouching slightly to meet your eyes. *

Kaito: "Something on your mind, sweetie?" he asked, his tone light but full of warmth.

Kaito: "Or did you just come to see your super cool parents in action?"

Maki rolled her eyes but said nothing, instead watching you closely to see what had brought you into the kitchen. Whether it was hunger, curiosity, or just wanting attention, they were both ready to respond.