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nitori

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" So, are you saying your friend is coming over?" You said, at the dinner table.

Your family was eating fried chicken as (child's name) watched anime on the tv.

Nitori nodded, taking a sip of soda and wiping his mouth with a napkin.

" (Child's name), don't put that in your mouth!"

Nitori took the remote control gently out of your child's mouth and put it on the coffee table.

Your baby had developed the bad habit of bitting on things.

Toys, markers and even fingers, no matter who they belonged to.

(Child's name) started to wail.

You took the baby from the high chair and kissed him/her on the forehead.

" Shh," you whispered, rocking him/her softly.

(Child's name) put his/her fingers in his/her mouth.

" Don't put your fingers into your mouth!" Nitori said, grabbing a tiny tiny piece of friend chicken and giving it to the baby.

" Nitori, there's a whole bowl of uneaten food in front of (child's name) and you decide to hand him/her a piece of fried chicken. Seriously."

Your husband sighed and put down the chicken and scooped a small spoon of food and held it to (child's name)'s mouth.

When (child's name) refused to eat, you rolled your eyes and hugged him/her in your arms. " We'll try again later, how about that."

You turned back to Nitori.

" So your friend's coming over?"

" Yeah." Nitori said, placing the last piece of chicken into his mouth and stacking up the empty plates. " He used to be my really good friend in college. He's coming to Tokyo, and he said he'll stop by."

" Ah. So are we going to do something tiring tomorrw? Or...?"

" We might go have lunch or something."

" Nice." You grinned. You were kind of relieved that it was just lunch because you knew how sporty Nitori's friends were.

" He's also bringing his friend, Oikawa."

" Okay. Who's Oikawa again?"

" Remember? The girl he never shut up about?"

But you were too tired to care. " Night, Nitori." You gave him a peck on his lips and carried your child to the room.

You sat up on your bed, eyes squinting because of the strong sunlight shining through your window.

You glanced at the clock.

9:30 am.

And the doorbell rang.

You groaned, lying back down with a thump, before the door flung open and (child's name) rushed in.

He/she jumped onto the bed and hugged you around the neck. " Wake up!"

" Alright, alright." You laughed, kissing (child's name) on the forehead and getting up. You pulled a hoodie and sweatpants on and walked downstairs.