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Baby of MineBaby of Mine by AugustRaes
The day had started off so well: Pi crawling into his and 7s bed and leaning over his face whispering, Daaaad Daaaddy-y Wak-ke u-up-p Da-add-dy-! Hed pretended to sleep for several minutes, waiting for her to lean back with a sigh before he reached up and grabbed her by the waist, causing her to squeal loudly as he rolled onto his stomach and tickled her mercilessly. Her laughter had to be one of the sweetest things he had ever heard in his life- how he loved it.
7s laugh of amusement mingled in with Pis as she watched her adopted child squirm around, 9s fingers mercilessly tickling her sides. Finally, 9 relented and fell against the rag pile beside the newborn doll, laughing with her and nuzzling his forehead against hers. Morning, little one, he laughed, kissing her forehead.
Pi giggled and took his face in her hands as he hovered over her, grinning. She kissed him