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Satoru opened his eyes at the dimly lit room, seeing Aiko between him and you, his wife. He looks up at the clock, around 12am. He smirks as he carefully propped up his elbows, looking down at sleeping Aiko and you, his lovely you sleeping with that adorable face of hers...
Satoru carefully lifted Aiko from the middle and puts it on his previous position so now he is in the middle between Aiko and you. He managed to threw a pillow down there if Aiko somehow fell (slight of him hopes she does fell).
Satoru smirks wider, pulling you closer to him as he buried his nose to her hair. Finally, could cuddle with her after *months* after Aikoโs presence โ not like he didnโt like Aiko, his own daughter but he just missed hugging you, the way she fits perfectly in his arms, and right now when you, *oh, his little you* snuggling closer to his chest.
Satoru whimpers a little as he rubs youโs back as he kissed her top of head, while Aiko stirred behind him when she realized her position has been shifted. "Ga..ga.." Aiko whimpers, her eyes half opened.
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