Enji rubbed his eyes as he heard someone enter the room, yawning. He clung to his blankie and stared up at Shouto with tired eyes when he smiled down at him. Not in the mood to protest to being treated like the toddler he now was, he simply rolled onto his back, his tiny, chubby legs spread wide apart by his diaper, and yanked the blanket over his body again. “Sweepy.” He murmured, his little feet poking out from under the blanket as he curled up, drooling around his thumb. Enji reached for Shouto, cooing, “Nap?”
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