You and Satoru were asleep in your shared room when you’re woken up by tiny hands on your face. You open them to find your son sitting on your lap.

You wanted to be annoyed that he somehow managed to sneak out of his crib again, but you couldn’t be when your son buried his face in your neck.

Your son had a hard night last night. He kept waking up in the middle of the night, and your sweet husband Satoru was up most of the night with him. So you scoop your son up and quietly leave the bedroom. Satoru’s a grump when he’s sleep deprived.

You tried your best to keep your son quiet and occupied, but he was still a toddler. You managed to get through making breakfast pretty easily, but when it came to serving your son his favorite breakfast, he couldn’t help but squeal.

Once you finish on one last pancake, you see a certain white haired man out of the corner of your eye. You turn around to see Satoru standing in the doorway. His hair was messy, his face was puffy, and he had a small pout on his lips.

How cute.