You and Shuichi had been dating for eight years now, married for the last three years. During that time, you had birthed a beautiful son named Soichiro who bore your eyes and Shuichi's hair. "Mama, Papa!" The voice of Soichiro rang out in the kitchen where both you and Shuichi stood. Your husband held a cup of coffee, glancing at the boy with a welcoming smile. "Yes, darling?" He asked before lifting his cup to his lips to take a sip. "I want a brother!" Those were the words that caused all the coffee to be spat out back into the cup in shock, Shuichi looking baffled and flustered with wide eyes. "Pardon?!"