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"Kou you better be telling me what's going on?" I raised my eyebrows as he just had this mischievous smile on his face. Now I can't leave the house without trouble causing. After seeing that I was indeed being serious, he let out a sigh, looking away.

"We'll talk later.. the scrapbook you wanted to see, remember?" Kou said, trying to change subjects. "Emilio has been really nervous let's sort this one out first." He grabbed my arm and started walking back to the room but I stopped, shaking my head.

"Don't change the subject with me, Mukami." I started but he raised his eyebrows as if to challenge me.

"Ok I'll summarise, but after this. Emilio is waiting for us." He reminded me as I whined lightly.

He had a point.

"Plus you recently got out of the hospital. I don't need reason two to see you there." He added as I nodded in agreement. Kou took my hand as we headed back to the classroom, where Emilio has been sitting down, looking at the book with Sakura. Smiling, I sat down next to him as he looked up at me, weakly smiling.

"May I?" I asked as he nodded, handing me his scrapbook. With Kou looking over my shoulders, I turned the page over and find myself smiling wildly; it was a picture of me and Kou on our first date. Giggling lightly, I found myself turning over the page to see more memories being brought to life, with Emi's doodle and comments around the page. One page did make me pause, as I stroked my finger across the page:

'I love mummy and daddy' was written at the top.  Without thinking, I hugged the boy tightly, closing my eyes as the tears were threatening to fall. I don't know how he does it, but this boy always knows how to get me feeling soft.

"Mummy and Daddy love you too." I whispered lightly, as he giggled before going to Kou, as the idol lifted the boy. I smiled at the small interaction as I continued flipping the pages over as memories started to replay in my head. I didn't realise how much time we spent together that it was able to fill up Emi's notebook.

"Wait where did you get this one?" I muttered, looking at the last page. Although it looked like it was photocopied, the detail of me holding Emilio for the first time was a picture I kept to myself secretly.

"Oh, that." Kou started, sitting. on the small seat next to mine. "Emilio refused to sleep in his room when we sometimes stayed at home. He was looking around your room and found that box you keep against the wall." I looked up at him surprised as my cheeks flustered, biting my lip.

"... D-Don't tell me you saw that notebook.." The smile on his face was enough evidence that he did as I gulped, regretting not throwing away my old diary that I kept before giving birth to Emilio. "K-Kou-!"

"It makes me relieved that you never stopped loving me, so I'll turn a blind eye. Just this once." I smiled lightly before looking back down.

I should probably burn that diary before he has the chance to read it again.

if you wanted to know how bad it was, I was writing Kou imagines... as if simping for your ex wasn't enough.

"W-We should probably get going." I started, but Kou sat me down, shaking his head. "What?"

"I'll call a taxi." He said, frowning lightly. I sighed lightly, looking away. I know what his purpose was, but it's tiring, feeling like a child and having your activities restricted. Seeing my mood, Emilio came and sat on my lap as I weakly smiled, patting his back.

"What do you want for dinner, love?" I asked as he smiled wildly, looking up at me with his pure eyes.

"Pizza!"

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