Chapter XXX: Christmas Eve
Touga grumbled under his breath, his first born's dokkaso (did it just get more toxic than last time? He wasn't sure anymore) still stinging all over. To make matters worse, his dear mate wouldn't even soothe his pain, and as usual, Izayoi was taking her side.
This was so unfair—it was an honest mistake!
His stroll of shame was interrupted when he passed by the fireplace, his eyes catching two dark heads and one the same as his own.
There, in front of the couch near the fire, was a sight worthy of painting. Kagome sat on the floor with Sesshomaru's head on her lap, her hand on his head (she'd been petting him until they fell asleep), her own head on Naraku's shoulder, who in turn had his over her's.
It seems like they fell asleep while binge watching whatever Christmas themed movies they could find—the television was still on even though the movie was long over.
A smile tugged at the former general's lips and he walked over, turning off the television and adding more wood the fire for Kagome's sake.
But before he left, he took one discreet picture with his phone.
As adorable as the picture they made was, he still couldn't take the image of his boys with breasts seriously (he was a little grateful and disappointed that Inuyasha was adamant that he would spend Christmas with his girlfriend—he didn't think Naraku and Sesshomaru would let the boy live if he sees them in their current state).
He will never let them live this down.