“Merry Christmas, daichi.” She nuzzles into his chest, running her fingertips over his hands. “Did you sleep well, my love? I wish we could just stay in bed like this all morning, maybe get to work on baby number 3, but the kids will be up soon for breakfast. But I love you so much, and I’m lucky to have you in my life.”

Daichi smiles into the crown of her hair, taking in a deep breath. “Baby 3, huh?” he asks, tone bemused. He rolls on top of her, smile warm. “Can’t say I mind the creation process.” A bang at the door makes him sigh as two little ones leap into their bed “to wrestle with mom like dad is”. But Daichi laughs, turning his attention to their children giving tickles and raspberries. They’ll knock out tonight leaving time for him to knock her up.