"Papa."
He opens one eye to glance down at his chest before closing it.
"Papa."
He scratches his head with his free hand. His other hand is currently being used as a pillow for his son.
"Papa!"
He chuckles quietly to himself as the boy sits up with a poor excuse for a scowl on his face.
"Papa!"
He rolls over, turning his back on his son.
"Mama! Papa's ignoring me!"
He rolls back and leans his head against his palm.
"Tattletale."
His son gasps, his expression horrified.
"You," his voice quivers, "you were really ignoring me?" He looks close to tears.
"I'm trying to take a nap!"
"But we've been napping for 10 minutes," the orange haired boy complains.
"That's not a nap; that's an eye blink."
Kazui pouts.
"Don't give me that look. You said you wanted to nap with me."
"But papa…"
"No buts. I'm old. I need me a nap."
"Papa~" he whines.
"What's wrong, Kazui? Is Papa being mean again?"
He looks over to the door. Hime is smiling.
"Again? You act like I bully him."
"Well…"
He sits up.
"Oh, I see what's happening. You two are ganging up on me. Like always."
She gasps and her hand flutters up to rest over heart.
"We would never!" She states theatrically.
He rolls his eyes.
"You've been hanging out with Keigo too much."
She giggles.
"Mama! Papa is still ignoring me!"
He reaches to his side and grabs his son with both of his hands, holding the boy in the air
"No, I'm not. I'm trying to sleep."
"But I want to play!"
"But I want to sleep."
Kazui's lip starts to jut out.
"Come on, honey. I'll play with you. Let papa sleep for now. It's his birthday wish."
He is still holding Kazui in the air as his head snaps towards her.
"That's not my birthday wish."
She smiles.
"Sure it is. Come, Kazui."
He sets his son back on the bed.
"Oi, Hime! That's not my birthday wish!"
He watches them leave with a slight frown on his face. He debates if he should follow them, but he decides against it.
Instead, he flops back onto the bed and thinks of his real birthday wish. A wish they have both been having for a long while but have been waiting for the right time to make it happen.
He yawns and closes eyes.
For his 28th birthday, he wants one thing: another kid. And he can't wait to start trying.