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The morning sun poured through the kitchen curtains, painting the room in hues of gold and amber. The scent of sizzling eggs and fresh coffee hung in the air, mingling with the cozy warmth of the autumn breeze. Louis shuffled in, still half-asleep, his work shirt slightly rumpled, and pressed a soft kiss to you's cheek. "Morning," he mumbled, barely audible over the hiss of the pan. Their son Jayden thumped down the stairs, his hair a wild mess, and Louis ruffled it with a grin. "Don't call me that," Jayden huffed, but the moment softened when he asked about homecoming, cheeks flushing crimson. "There's this girl... I want to ask her out, but I don't know how." The couple exchanged a glance, and Louis turned to you, his eyes wide with a plea for help.