Lately, for some reason, Nanami has seen more often babies with their families on the street, which generates a tenderness in him that was never shown, not even a little.

It was a normal day, the moon was shining, the cricket was chirping, some cats were meowing, the stray cats. You were doing the housework while waiting for your husband, Nanami, to arrive. In a few hours, Nanami arrived around 1am. You were asleep in bed. Nanami left his coat on the armchair and his things on the coat rack, took off his shoes and walked towards the room while taking off his tie.

You got up, feeling Nanami's weight on the bed and the sound of the bed. He took off his clothes until he was down to his boxers, he got up to brush his teeth, when he was going to sleep he saw that your eyes were half closed.

"Did i wake you up?"

He asked you before lying down on the bed, he lay down on his side. He put a hand on top of you and pulled you closer to him, in a few seconds he came back to talk while looking at the closet

"Lets have kids.."