Sakura admires himself so much.

He was in his blue checkered apron, which he thought was super cool for a multi talented dad. 

I can game, I can cook, I’m handsome, Wow Sakura you’re perfect. 

He diced the carrots and onions, mixed them into the whisked eggs. 

In the heated frying pan he coated the surface with melted butter. Then poured the mixture into the pan.

Humming to his favourite Mario theme song, he skilfully flipped the omelette. 

He jumped a bit when the phone in his pocket vibrated. 

Flipping the omelette onto a white porcelain plate, he hurriedly washed his hands, dried them with kitchen towel, then rushed towards their bedroom upstairs. 

The room was still dark, as he intentionally pulled the curtain closed before he left the room. 

Both Hyewon and the baby are sensitive to lights. 

He tiptoed his way towards their bed. By the slight rays of light which penetrated the curtain, he could see the two figures on the bed. 

Laying on her side facing the baby, the super protective Hyewon placed her palm on his stomach. 

The tip of her nose was touching his cheek. 

The baby under his mommy’s protection had his eyes opened wide, curiously scanning the room probably to look for his daddy. 

Yes, the clever little Miyawaki already knew his father would feed him at this hour. 

Sakura gently lifted Hyewon’s hand off the baby and placed it on her pillow, then scooped the little being carefully with both his hands. 

“Shush…let’s go~”

The little Miyawaki was greedily taking in the liquid in the baby bottle, while the big Miyawaki held him in his one arm and another hand holding the bottle for his son.

“Take your time~ Don’t eat like your mommy.”

Just in the blink of eye, he finished the fluids in the bottle. He contentedly flexed his tiny arms. 

The little hands wrapped in a pair of small blue mittens tried to reach Sakura’s face. Sakura leaned closer, feeling the sensation of the tiny bunch of fabric brushing against his cheeks. 

“You got this from your mommy for sure.”

“This” refers to Hyewon’s small habit of liking to touch his face and chin.

“Now,” He let the baby to rest his head on his shoulder while patting his back gently, “let’s go wake your mommy up~”

Hyewon felt a little bunch of weight beside her face. 

The small thing radiated soothing warmth and comforting scent of milk.

Even without her eyes open, her hand involuntarily landed on where it usually ended up on the little being and started