"Not like that, Ryoma-kun."
A scoff.
"No, no, you should hold him like this, see?" she demonstrated. She sighed and observed as Ryoma struggled to hold their child. Ryo-kun giggled, trying to reach for Ryoma's face. Ryoma cautiously glances at her; as if waiting for her approval. She smiled at him encouragingly.Soft giggles can be heard across the hospital room as their child pinched his fathers' cheeks. Ryoma gave a sound of indifference, but the small smile that spread through his lips can't be denied as he stared lovingly at his child.
She took the sight in, relishing the warmth of her husband's smile. It was a sight to see especially when you consider Ryoma somewhat cold attitude.
Little Ryo yawned and she knew that's it's about time they sleep. Ryoma swayed slightly, lulling their child to sleep. Ryoma gently laid their child on her arms. He sat beside her and kissed her temple.
What he said next was not what she expected.
"Thank you."
