Baby, sat cross-legged on the plush sofa in Haruhi’s cozy apartment.
He clutched a throw pillow to his chest, his legs swinging slightly as he watched the TV with wide, curious eyes.
Beside him, Haruhi lounged with a bowl of popcorn, casually tossing pieces into his mouth, while Adam stood in the small kitchenette, calmly washing the dishes from dinner.
The TV played a romantic drama, the screen aglow with a soft, dreamy scene: a couple embracing under a canopy of stars, their love for each other radiating through the screen.
Baby’s gaze lingered on the hug, his cheeks tinged pink as a memory resurfaced Dominic’s strong arms around him earlier that day.
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