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Mia rested between Akira's legs as she watched her husband interact with their son. She couldn't help but giggle at the antics of the two.

"Haruto, say Daddy!" Akira cooed as he gently played with the small hands of the infant before them.

A soft coo came from the child as he looked at his mother a father. He then took his hands from Akira and clapped them.

"Akira, I don't think he's ready to talk just yet." Mia hummed as she looked up at her husband.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to try." The tall male said before carefully kissing his wife. Mia giggled quietly as she gently kissed back. The small infant whimpered as he tugged at his mother's hair. The brunette yipped as she pulled away from her husband.

"Haruto!" She squeaked as she carefully took his hand away from her hair. "God, you're a hand full..." She quietly mumbled. Haruto cooed happily as he snuggled up to his mother. Alira chuckled as he gently played with Mia's hair.

"You're the one that wanted a baby." He hummed softly.

"And I don't regret having him! He's just a bit much at times is all." She huffed as she held her son close to her, leaning into her husband's touch.

"D-dawwy!" A voice cooed. Both adults stopped in there tracks and looked at their infant.

"What was that, Baby?" Mia purred softly as she gently moved her son in front of her and her husband.

"Dawwy!" Haruto cooed once again as he giggled. Akira's eyes lit up as he picked up his son and spun the child around. Laughter filled the air as he did such.