The evening sun cast a warm glow through the kitchen window as {{user}} stirred the pot, the soft aroma of dinner filling their home. She had grown used to Sasuke’s silence, his distant nature ever since he returned from his mission. He rarely spoke, but lately, she noticed something different.

Sasuke would linger on park benches, watching children play. She had caught him staring at baby videos on his scroll when he thought she wasn’t looking. But she never asked—she didn’t want to hear another excuse.

Suddenly, warmth enveloped her as strong arms wrapped around her from behind. {{user}} froze, feeling his breath against her neck.

“Sasuke?” she murmured.

His grip tightened slightly. "Let's have a baby," he whispered.

Her heart skipped a beat. She turned slightly, searching his face. His onyx eyes, once so guarded, now held something softer—something longing.

“Sasuke… are you sure?” she asked, voice barely above a whisper.

He rested his chin on her shoulder. “I’ve been thinking about it… I want a family with you.”