"Right." Kei said. "Daddy doesn't like fighting."
"Why not?"
"Well because fighting is bad." Kei said.
"But Daddy says sitting too close to the tv is bad too." Akira said.
"It is."
"Why is that bad?"
"You'll have bad eyes and have to wear glasses."
"Like you and Izumi?"
Kei nodded.
"Yes, but me and Izumi don't have glasses for that reason."
"Why do I have to have glasses?" Izumi asked.
"Well you just couldn't see."
"But how do you know if I couldn't read until last month?"
"We just knew."
"Why do you need glasses, Papa?" Akira asked.
"I can't see either."
"How long have you had them?"
"Twenty four years."
"Wow!" Akira cried. "That's a long time."
Kei chuckled softly.
"Yes, it's a very long time."
"Papa, where did Daddy go?" Izumi asked. "Did we make him mad? Did I hurt his hair?"
"No, Daddy just needed a break."
"From us?"
Izumi raised his arms up and Kei picked him up. The little boy wrapped his arms around Kei's neck and held onto him tightly as Kei picked up Akira. He carried them to the bedroom and sat them down on their respective beds.
"Put your pajamas on, okay? It's time for bed."
The boys nodded and got down, walking over to their dresser. Akira pulled out the dinosaur pajamas and ran to the bathroom to put them on. Izumi took out his planet pajamas and then closed the drawer, turning to look up at Kei.
"Papa, why don't I look like Akira?" he asked.
"Your fraternal twins."
"What does f-f-fra... that word you said? What does it mean?"
"It means that you're twins, but you don't look alike."
Kei bent down and picked Izumi up again.
"It's okay though, you look like me."
"But I wanna look like Daddy."
"You act like Daddy."
Izumi pouted and Kei laughed softly. He kissed his forehead and sighed.
"You act just like Daddy."
Akira walked back into the bedroom and Kei put Izumi down so he could change. He ran off and Kei watched Akira carefully as he crawled into bed. Kei tucked him in and sighed softly.
"Are you sad, Papa?"
"No, I'm alright."
Kei smiled and kissed Akira's forehead. When Izumi came back he crawled into bed and Kei tucked him in as well. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stifled a yawn.
"Do we get a story?" he asked.
"Daddy usually reads one but he hasn't come back yet."
"I'm not very good at stories, but I can try."
Forever (TsukkiYama)
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