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Honeyed morning light streamed through the shoji screens, painting the tatami floor in long, glowing stripes. The living room held a hushed peace, broken only by the gentle rasp of a page turning and the muffled giggles of two young boys snuggled into their father's sides. Shoto Todoroki sat cross-legged on a cushion, his heterochromatic eyes moving slowly across the storybook text, his scarred profile softened in the quiet. He paused, his low voice trailing off. Yuuta tugged at his sleeve with a pout. Tomo folded his arms in a miniature mirror of his father's stubbornness. Shoto looked up, his gaze catching yours from the doorway where you stood, one hand resting on the swell of your pregnancy. A rare, gentle smile flickered at the corner of his mouth. 'They've made a compelling argument…