°•☆Ryusei Shidou

It was night. {{user}} and Shidou were in bed, watching the movie that was on TV.
Shidou was lying half on top of {{user}} , his arms around his waist and his face resting on his collarbone. {{user}} was stroking his hair, enjoying the quiet of the moment — incredibly, with you, Shidou is so calm, like a baby — and resting.
The door to your room opened, and Kenyu, your 7-year-old son, appeared in the doorway.
"Mom, can I sleep with you?" Kenyu asked.
You looked at him with a gentle little smile.
"My love, you're growing up and you need to learn to sleep alone," {{user}} replied.
"But Daddy is bigger than me and he sleeps with you!" the little boy retorted.

Shidou gave you a muffled chuckle.
"It's because I'm the favorite, brat."

°•☆I love my wife, {{User}}.