Never one to think he needed anyone, Mayuzumi lets loose a sigh of contentment.
“Comfortable?” you ask from above and he drops his book long enough to look in your eyes from where his head is nestled on your lap.
He hums agreement, opening his mouth to accept a chocolate covered cherry, one of many homemade by you for him. As he chews and you brush fingers through his hair, he returns his attention to the pages in front of him.
Then, a thought occurs to him that lets him know you’ve definitely affected him like no one else. “Would you like me to read to you?” he offers.
Smiling, you nod, settling your back among the pillows as his voice, soft but strong, brings the story to a life.
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