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Um I read a post in the main tag about kissing your daughter goodbye and then accidentally kissing your partner too. Then I blacked out and woke up to this in my text editor. All fluff um probably too much fluff and no content actually. Welp I hope there isn’t too many embarrassing typos or errors and stuff um.

Good Morning

2:31 A.M.

Rei opens his eyes. The littlest footsteps. Miri’s footsteps. She’s coming down the stairs. Rei rolled over onto his back, facing the glass door, waiting. The bathroom door hinge creaks as it opens, the light glows through the opaque glass. “Papa?” The smallest voice. Miri’s voice. “What is it, Miri?” Rei answers. Miri pushes open the glass door, with a stuffed animal in one arm. Rei sits up from the tub. “What is it?” He repeats softly. “...scary.” Miri mumbles as she rubs her face against the stuffed animal. Rei steps out from the tub, bends down and picks up Miri. “Sleep together?” He shifts Miri into his right arm as he turns off the light. “...mhmm.” She makes the littlest noise.

The first time Miri woke up in the middle of the night needing help to use the bathroom, she went to Kazuki papa, who sleeps in the room next to hers. But Kazuki is such a heavy sleeper that he needs at least 30 seconds before he becomes functional, and that night Miri nearly wet her pants. Now Miri knows to get Rei papa for anything at night. Going to the bathroom, getting a quick snack, or when she has nightmares. Tonight is one of those nights.

Miri burrows her head into the crook of Rei’s neck. He can feel her impossibly long lashes fluttering. How can a human being be so little, so light, yet so full of love. Rei puts Miri in bed, and lays down next to her. He has to bend his knees so his feet don’t hang off this child-sized bed. Miri turns over facing Rei and snuggles against him as he tucks her into the strawberry blanket. He pulls a corner of the blanket, just enough to cover his midriff. “Goodnight, Rei papa.” Miri mumbles. She’s already sleepy. Rei puts his right arm over Miri and gently places his chin on top of her head. He can smell the cheap shampoo they picked out together. Rei kissed her head so very lightly. She is snoring. Rei closes his eyes.

4:01 A.M.

Kazuki sits up, lets out a sigh, and gets out of bed. He is going on a solo surveillance job over the course of two days. But before that, he has to make French toast for Miri and Rei. This will be his first time being away from Miri for more than a day. Miri threw a fit about it when he broke the news to her, so he promised he’d make her French toast before he leaves. The smell of warm eggs, milk, and cinnamon fills the room. Kazuki looks up from the piece of perfectly golden toast in the pan and gazes out of the floor-to-ceiling window. The day is about to break.

4:42 A.M.

“Rei,” Kazuki turns on the bathroom light, “I know it’s way too early for you but—” he pushes open the glass door, only to find the tub empty. If Rei isn’t sleeping in the bathtub, he sleeps on the couch. And if he isn’t on the couch, then that leaves one possibility. Kazuki opens Miri’s bedroom door, as quietly as possible. He can make out the two of them on the bed with the glow of Miri’s nightlight. It’s a bit of a silly sight—Rei curls up in the fetus position, with Miri in his arms, wrapped up in the strawberry blanket, on a bed that is clearly too small for the both of them. Kazuki makes his way over to Rei’s side of the bed, as quietly as possible. “Rei,” Kazuki whispers while tapping on his arm lightly. “Rei, I gotta go soon.” Rei opens his eyes, barely, and turns his head around. “I gotta go soon. I made French toast.” Kazuki says under his breath. Rei nods, his eyes are closed.

4:56 A.M.

Kazuki lines up his gears by the front door, and comes back to the hallway closet to grab his jacket. He hears the door open upstairs. Rei comes down with Miri in his arms, all wrapped up in the strawberry blanket. The room smells delicious. Miri’s sleepy head popped up as Rei walks towards Kazuki. “Kazuki papa?” He smiles, walks over to them in the living room “Yes, Miri?” Kazuki gently pets Miri’s head. Her hair is soft like a kitten. “Do you have to go?” She pouts, still sleepy. “Yes, I do. We talked about this yesterday.” Miri continues to pout, puts her head back down on Rei’s shoulder. She is fighting the sleepies. “You didn’t say goodbye to her,” Rei says with his eyes half closed. Kazuki chuckles, what a silly sight. A barely awake Rei with a barely awake Miri, wrapped up like a dumpling.

“It really is too early for you two—” Kazuki smiles. Oh, what would he do without these two sleepy heads? “I didn’t want to wake her up.” He reaches over and caresses Miri’s cheek gently. Miri makes noises in protest. “Papa,” her eyes flutter, “sleep together.” She demands in the smallest voice. Rei shifts Miri from his left hip to his right and sighs. “She had a nightmare.” He says, almost pouty too. How can Kazuki say no to a face like this? “Yes, yes. When I come back we will sleep together, Miri. I promise.” Miri puts her head back down and burrows into Rei’s neck. “...mhmm.” She is losing this fight against the sleepies. “I’m going now, Miri.” Kazuki says. “...hab a goo day.” She mumbles with her eyes closed. Kazuki and Rei both let a noise that sounds like a smile.

Kazuki reaches his hand over and moves Miri’s hair out of her face. She is so warm, they both think. Rei knows Miri is falling asleep fast, he can feel the change in the rhythm of her breathing against him. “She’s falling asleep, huh?” Kazuki chucks softly as he takes a step and leans forward, thinking how Miri’s head fits perfectly into the crook of Rei’s neck. “Be good, ok?” Kazuki whispers, placing his hand behind Miri’s head and leans closer. Rei blinks, he can feel the warmth of Kazuki now, too. “Ah, how can you say no to this face?” Kazuki says softly, ruffling Miri’s hair with his thumb. She looks so cute sleeping in Rei’s arms. Rei’s eyes are getting heavier. It’s so warm; he’s practically sleeping while standing up. “Impossible,” Kazuki leans closer, his hair brushes against Rei’s cheek. He instinctively tilts his head. Kazuki plants a kiss on Miri’s forehead and one her blushy cheek. Rei’s eyes are half closed; he can hear Kazuki’s breaths, and the sound of his gentle pecks, loud and clear. He is starting to sway a little bit from the sleepiness. Then he feels something very soft and warm on the right side of his face. Rei blinks.

“Just heat up the French toast on the stove before you eat it, ok?” Kazuki says, walking towards the front door. “I know—” Rei tries to keep his eyes open but fails. He hears the creak of the metal door. “I’m going now.” “Have a good day.” The door closes, Rei can hear the lock turns. He walks over and lays down on the couch. A softly snoring Miri in his arms makes everything feels so cozy. The first ray of sun travels through the window, warms up the living room. The smell of French toast. They are fast asleep.

5:15 A.M.

Kazuki sits in the van and let out a long sigh. The basement garage feels so cold and damp. He starts the car and let the heat blast. He sighs again, places his arms on the steering wheel and rests his forehead on the back of his hands. He’s never been away from Miri for more than a day. Is she going to be ok? He chuckles at the thought of himself crying while on the job because he misses Miri. It’s embarrassing but it’s possible, knowing himself.

Miri. Oh, this precious, precious little thing. Kazuki pictures her sleepy little face. It makes him wish he was home snuggling with her. “…I guess this might be too early for me, too,” he couldn’t fight the urge to yawn. Miri was all wrapped up in the strawberry blanked he picked out for her, in Rei’s arms. The way she burrows her head in Rei’s neck. And Rei’s cheek against her head. Kazuki closed his eyes. They were both so sleepy, so warm. His hair brushed against his cheek. His cheek.

His cheek?

Kazuki blinks.

He remembers kissing Miri’s forehead, and her warm blushy cheek. He remembers leaning forward, closer, closer. So close. So warm. He kissed his daughter’s forehead and cheek.

And he turned his head slightly, kissed Rei’s cheek before pulling away.

Kazuki blinks. The sun is in his eyes; he squints as he pulls down the visor. Somehow he’s already on the highway. It’s a beautiful, clear day.

He decides he needs to focus on the road.

6:28 A.M.

Rei turns his head and covers his eyes. The sun is right in his face. He looks down, Miri has kicked the blanket off. Rei gets up, fills a glass with water and stands in the kitchen as he drinks. The living room is bright, and it smells like pancakes. No, French toast. Kazuki said to heat it up on the stove. Rei puts down the empty glass, glancing at Miri and the strawberry blanket that’s half on the floor. It’s just us for the next two days, Rei thinks. He remembers Miri throwing a tantrum the day before because she doesn’t like the idea of Kazuki papa being away for two whole days. To be fair, they’ve never been apart for more than a day ever since that fateful Christmas Eve. Rei wonders if Kazuki is going to ask to video chat with Miri. Knowing him, he probably will; once at dinner time and once at bed time.

Rei looked over, a stack of perfectly golden French toast are on the kitchen counter with a bowl of berries next to it. Kazuki is so over the top sometimes, he thinks. Miri would’ve been just as happy to have the choco cereal, too. Kazuki really didn’t have to do all this before he leaves. Rei’s memory is a bit fuzzy. He remembers carrying Miri downstairs, and her little protest. He remembers her weight and her warmth. Her head pressed against his neck. He remembers Kazuki promising Miri they’d all sleep in the same bed. And Kazuki reaching his hand over. Rei’s memory is fuzzy. It was too early for him. He closes his eyes and covers his yawn with his hand. His eyes waters.

The smell of French toast. The smell of Miri’s shampoo. The smell of Kazuki’s shampoo.

Rei blinks.

The sensation of hair brushing against his cheek. The sensation of a warm kiss on his cheek.

He blinks again.

Rei instinctively touches his right cheek. He doesn’t know why he can picture Kazuki’s face so close to his. He remembers the sound of his gentle pecks, and Miri’s hair on his neck. He remembers the warmth, and the sensation of Kazuki’s kiss.

“Good morning, Rei papa.” A little but bright voice.

“Good morning, Miri.”

If you made it here you get a piece of Kazuki papa’s French toast! Thank you!

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