A rare quiet morning in Mafioso's mansion..

Mafioso stood by the cracked window, arms crossed, watching the fog roll over the Forsakened streets. In the background, muffled coos and soft giggling broke through the silence. He didn't need to turn around to know what was happening.

"Who's a little bunny, huh?" Chance’s voice was soft and full of adoration. "You are! You’re daddy’s lucky charm!"

Mafioso finally turned. There, lying on a blanket spread over a salvaged couch, was their daughter—chubby cheeks, sleepy eyes, fists waving in excitement. Chance leaned down and rubbed noses with her, earning a squeaky giggle.

"You’re spoiling her," Mafioso muttered, but his voice lacked its usual coldness. He walked over and knelt beside them, brushing a stray curl off her forehead.

Chance glanced up, his smile lazy. “You’re just mad she likes me more right now.”

"Hmph." Mafioso carefully picked her up, adjusting her little bonnet and tucking her against his chest. The baby gurgled and clutched his collar.

“…She’s so small,” he said after a long pause. “Too small for a world like this.”

Chance rested his chin on Mafioso’s shoulder, wrapping an arm around him. “That’s why we will be strong. For her.”

The baby, sensing the warmth between them, yawned, then fell asleep to the sound of their heartbeats.

Mafioso glanced down at her, then at Chance. “…We should name her soon.”

Chance beamed. “You serious?”

Mafioso nodded, eyes lingering on his daughter’s tiny, sleeping form. “…Yeah.”

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