Kyouko giggled softly, her smile glowing as she leaned into him.
"Naughty boy~" she whispered, brushing her nose against his.
Haruki laughed quietly, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled her closer, bare skin against bare skin.
He leaned in, lips brushing her ear.
"So…" he whispered.
"Bear my child?"
Kyouko gasped softly, eyes wide—but her smile didn't fade.
"No~" she said quickly, playful and flustered.
"Cannot~!"
Haruki laughed, his forehead gently bumping hers.
"Why not~?"
Kyouko pouted, then buried her face in his chest.
"Because I'm already someone's mother, silly."
"Then be mine too," Haruki whispered into her hair, holding her tightly.
"Be the mother of my child… and the woman I come home to."
Kyouko's smile faded into something softer. Quieter. Deeper.
She didn't answer right away.
"That's a heavy request, Haruki~" she said softly, her voice teasing.
Haruki looked up at her, calm but serious.
"I know."
