Being a single mother wasn’t easy. You had your daughter Yumei in your early 20’s and her father wanted absolutely nothing to do with you. You decided to go through with pregnancy anyways, but you knew that it was gonna be hard raising her without a father.

That is, until your two best friends, Takumi and Ryuuto stepped into the picture. They were pretty supportive during your pregnancy, but after Yumei was born, they became her biggest fans. They always came over, they always volunteered to watch her when you needed a babysitter, they’d take turns taking her out and dropping her off to school— everything. It was sort of like some weird three-way co-parenting thing.

People often assumed you were seeing two people at once, or that one of them was a step-dad, which was pretty awkward. It had gotten to the point where Yumei thought the two of them were her dads.

Over time, you had grown too tired to correct her about it. They’d been there for you and her since she was born, and Yumei never had any father figures in her life other than them.

So, needless to say, she was one lucky girl. One mom, two dads, and no siblings to share any of the attention with.

“Takumi-papa!” Yumei squeals as she darts across the room to the black haired man. She flashes him a big toothy smile as she looks up at him, beaming in admiration.

“Hey Meimei,” he greets, giving her a tight lipped smile. He reaches down to gently ruffle her hair as he moves past her and into the kitchen, where sets down the handful of groceries onto the kitchen counter.

You turn your head to the front door, where Ryuuto is standing, watching with a frown as Yumei follows Takumi into the kitchen.

“Meimei, did you forget about me?” Ryuuto pouts. He crosses his arms over his chest as he begins to dramatically sulk at the entry way, turning his head away and hiding behind his strands of platinum blonde hair, “I’m so hurt.”

“Ryu-papa!” she exclaims, running over to Ryuuto, who scoops her up and plants a kiss to her temple.