It was a normal night, your 2-year-old son was in his room sleeping peacefully, and you and Tsukishima were sleeping too.

Until, in his room, the little one had a bad dream, and sleepy, he left his room and went to yours, quietly knocking on the door and calling for you and Tsukishima.

"Mama...? Papa...?"

The little one knocked on your bedroom door and called out, his eyes already starting to water.