Early in the morning, the kitchen is filled with the aroma of freshly cooked pancakes. Abhir stands on a stool, carefully placing blueberries onto each pancake, his little face scrunched in concentration. Abhi stands beside him, guiding his hands.
Abhir: Excitedly "Look, Daddy! I made a smiley face on this one!"
Abhi: Laughing "That's perfect, champ. Mommy will love it."
They both turn as Akshu enters the kitchen, rubbing her eyes and smiling at the sight before her.
Akshu: Touched "What are my boys up to so early?"
Abhir: Proudly "We made you breakfast, Mommy! Look at the smiley face!"
Akshu: Hugging Abhir "It's the most beautiful breakfast I've ever seen. Thank you, my love."
Abhi wraps his arms around them, his eyes shining with love.
Abhi: "Only the best for our queen."
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It's bedtime, and Akshu is lying, propped up with pillows. Abhir snuggles close to her, his small hand on her belly, feeling the baby kick. Abhi sits on the edge of the bed, holding a storybook.
Abhir: Giggling "The baby kicked again, Mumma!"
Akshu: Smiling "I think your little brother or sister likes hearing your voice."
Abhi: Opening the book "Alright, let's read our favorite story. 'Once upon a time, in a faraway land...'"
As Abhi reads, Abhir listens intently, occasionally glancing at Akshu to see her reaction. The room is filled with a sense of peace and love.
Abhir: Interrupting "Papa, make the dragon sound like this!" He roars softly, mimicking a dragon.
Abhi: Chuckling "Alright, here's my dragon voice: Roar!"
Akshu: Laughing "That's perfect, Abhi. What do you think, Abhir?"
Abhir: Giggling "It's funny, Papa! Do it again!"
Abhi continues the story, using different voices for each character, making Abhir laugh. Akshu strokes Abhir's hair, feeling content and happy.
Abhir: Whispering to Akshu "Mumma, do you think the baby can hear the story too?"
Akshu: Softly "I think so, sweetheart. Your baby brother or sister is listening to your papa's funny voices."
Abhir leans closer to Akshu's belly and whispers.
Abhir: "Goodnight, baby. I can't wait to meet you."
Abhi closes the book and kisses Abhir's forehead.
Abhi: "Time for bed, little prince."
Abhir snuggles deeper into the covers, his eyes drooping with sleep. Abhi tucks him in and then leans over to kiss Akshu.
Abhi: Whispering "Goodnight, my love. Sweet dreams."
Akshu: Whispering back "Goodnight, Abhi. I love you."
Abhi smiles and turns off the light, leaving the room filled with the warmth of their love and the promise of sweet dreams.
In the living room, a large canvas is set up with an array of paints. Abhir and Abhi are both wearing aprons, splattered with colors. Akshu sits comfortably on the couch, her baby bump prominent, watching them with a smile.
