The Ken house was buoyant and cheerful.
Classical Christmas music played softly in the background.
Yoriko and Kimi were cooking in the kitchen. Simple beans and rice as only Hide and Yoriko could enjoy it.
Yomo was brewing coffee. The scent filling the room with warmth that seemed to untense every muscle in the body and rejuvenate the soul. Nishki was setting up the teacups and sugar bins onto the tray.
Hide was putting ordamints on the tree, dangling it in front of ichika before placing it on the branches. Touka was holding ichika upright— letting her touch each ordamint. The bright reds and greens and blues all reflected in her eyes. She laughed— amazed, awestruck by the beautiful array of colors.
Ken wrapped the silver tensile all around the tree.
Ken sat next to wife as Hide put the last ornament in the tree.
~ "That's it" Hide held both of his hands out to the baby. "Their's no more."
She clumsily put her hand on his and looked at Hide.
"Aa..ah." She babbled.
Hide laughed and lifted her above his head.
~ "I got you!" They both laughed.
Ichika's pure child laugher made everyone in the room look— and no one, not even Nishki, could contain their solace.
"Uhh.." Nishki stammered. "Touka.. your shirt."
She looked down to see two wet spots on her shirt in the center of her breasts.
Touka cursed under her breath. "Not again. I'll be right back."
"Let me help." Ken got up to fallowed her into the baby room.
"What are you gonna do?" Nishki asked. "Breastfeed him?"
Touka punched his shoulder with enough force for him to stumble.
"I was only kidding, jeez."
"Hurry back," Kimi said. "The coffee is ready and Ayato and Hinami should be here any minute."
"We will."
The couple made their way into Ichika's room. As soon as Touka closed the door— she tensed, putting her face in her hands.
"That was so humiliating."
"No ones judging you. They understand what your going through its not always... a baby's laugher."
Touka laughed as Ken embraced her. She let out a low hiss and wrapped her arms around her chest.
He guided his wife to the rocking chair in the corner of the room, slowly raising her shirt— exposing her pink, and slightly purple breasts.
He massages her chest as they slowly filled Ichika's bottles.
When they were nearly done Touka said "I'm so disgusting." She laughed as she said it, but in an underlying tone that had Ken knew that she meant it.
She gestured her her chest. "My boobs are fucking gross— either sagging or about to burst. I have so much extra weight still on my stomach. I'm so..." ken put the bottles on the changing table to the right of him. Touka put her head in her hands "I'm so sorry."
Ken smiled, using his hand to push her hair behind her ear, and caress her cheek.
"You're probably tired of me calling you perfect." She smiled a little but tears still made her way down her face. "I have never loved anyone as much as I love you and Ichika. I love everything our child does, and every single day I am completely in awe that she is ours. I am so amazed with all you do to provide for her. The fact that you made ichika, that you can provide her the food she needs— makes you even more beautiful to me. Every inch of you." He slowly lead his hands down her torso. "Is perfect."
"How do you always know the perfect thing to say?"
"Because I married the perfect women." They kissed.
"Besides if you can love me In spite of my weird scares," he rubbed at his cheek "because of the stupid decisions I made— anything is possible."
"Your aweful." She laughed.