Reunited [Book three]

Dream talk and grocery shopping

Normal POV~

-Dream-

"Até! Babies don't eat that!" The small baby in his lover's hands groaned with his father.

"What? He was eating it?" Yami smiled and took the snack away from both of their grasps.

"This chip is pretty hard, and he hasn't even grown a single tooth yet." The small baby reached out to Yami, and Atem gladly handed him to his beloved.

"Now, I know you don't like baby food, but it was made for you." As he walked to the fridge, his son tapped him with a floating spoon. Yami looked at it and took hold of the utensil.

"Cereal flavored?" He made an "Ah!" sound, meaning yes.

"What about the vegetables?" The baby frowned and shook his head. Yami sighed and looked at Atem, who seemed to look at them fondly.

"He came out just like you." The tanned man chuckled.

"Well, I know who's going to be a very stubborn man when he gets older."

"Well, I know who's going to miss dinner in a few minutes if he doesn't make the bed." This time, Atem laughed and looked at their small son.

"Our small one already did it."

"You're so lazy, making our own son make the bed..."

"He liked it." Yami looked at the Atem look alike.

"So, junior, will you like making your bed when you're six or seven?"

"Ya!" Yami giggled.

"I guess we'll have to wait to see if it actually happens."

***

Waking up wasn't an easy task, for a moment, Yami felt the small child resting in his arms. It was a good feeling, but at the same time, a bit scary. The pale youth could feel Atem shift a bit, meaning he was awake.

"Atem..." Yami mumbled suddenly, Atem opened his eyes and looked at the pale man, who was on top of him.

"Yeah?" He murmured.

"Can I ask you a random, odd, sudden question?" Atem nodded, groggily lifting himself a bit, but falling back down.

"What do you think about children?" Yami asked, feeling nervous for the answer that was yet to come.

"Why the sudden question?" Atem mumbled, hugging Yami more.

"Just asking..." Yami said, nuzzling the tanned chest with his head.

"I like children and I'd say I'm rather good with them. And I wish to have one with you one day. Maybe we could adopt one if you desire." Atem admitted, looking at the time. 8:00 AM.

"That's good. I'm just... having these dreams..."

"What kind of dreams?"

"...Well, it's about a child."

"A child?"

"Yeah, it's our son." It took a while for Atem to process the words. Their son? Did he mean, blood son?

"Does... Does he look like us?" Yami gently smiled at the small memory.

"He looks just like you, and he has my eyes. My personality? I'm not sure, he's as stubborn as you are." Atem chuckled.

"Now, that's my little man." Yami laughed.

"Do you think this is a sign? That maybe children will soon come into our life?"