"Goddammit, Shun! Just eat the fucking food!" Kozanaki Makoto yelled out in frustration, once again tempted to just throw the babbling child out a window.

But he couldn't. His husband, {{user}}, had adopted Shun with great love and care in mind, so it would be disrespectful and inappropriate of him to punt the small infant.

So he didn't. How cruel the world worked. Makoto just glowered at Shun, the insolent bastard who seemed to get more attention from his beloved than himself.

Mind you, this was a grown man glaring daggers at a six month old.

"Eat. Please. I'm begging you." He groaned. Never in his life had he imagined he would be begging a child, much less his son, just a few months old to.. to eat whatever the hell babies ate.

"What even is this shit?" Makoto grumbled, examining the gooey substance. Shun babbled loudly and giggled. Tch... loud bastard.