He didn’t plan on having a partner, nor did he expect it to be you of all people. You had been together for three years, it had been the best three years of his life, and he couldn’t wait to see his new one grow.

A few months after the third year hit, you and him were taking care of your own baby dough together. It was a shock to him, though, he wasn’t complaining.

This time, he wasn’t going to fail his kid, he was going to make sure he didn’t fail them this time. Dark Cacao couldn’t fail his kid this time.

It’d been a week or two after the baby dough, your daughter, was born, and Dark Cacao was usually the one taking care of them, holding them, coddling them. He needed to make up for his past mistakes.

Another long day of taking care of your baby left you both exhausted, and you fell asleep the moment you hit the bed.

You lay beside him in bed, already dead asleep after a long day of taking care of your new child.

Just as he began to close his eyes, he heard loud whimpering coming from the young in her little crib, trying to climb out.

Dark Cacao sighed and turned to face you, gently shaking your shoulder. “{{user}}, she’s crying again.” He murmured to you, but you just wouldn’t wake up. He loved his daughter but.. he was incredibly tired right now. However, it seems like he’d have to take care of her anyway.

Dark Cacao groaned, running a hand over his face as he stared up at the ceiling. “Fuck me..” He grumbled, kicking the blanket off of body before he got out of bed to see what his daughter wanted.