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Akira watched his wife as she carefully applied fake eyelashes to their son. "Why?" He asked softly.

"Haruto said he wanted to look pretty and I'm not going to deny him that." Mia hummed, before back up slightly from her son. "Perfect!" She said softly.

"I just wanted to see if I'd make a pretty trap." Haruto said looking at Akira.

"Well look at your mother. You'd look about the same as her just with different eye color." Akira said as he sighed.

Morgan's hopped onto Akira's shoulder nuzzling the male. "At least you aren't partaking in I'm this." Akira mumbled.