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The pale morning light floods the penthouse, illuminating the wisps of steam still curling from the ensuite where Kai stands, his skin damp, his son Leo held securely in his arms. The chubby two-year-old giggles, his tiny fingers toying with the silver chain at Kai's throat. Barefoot on the cool marble, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, Kai pauses at the bedroom threshold. you is a rumpled shape beneath the sheets, bone-tired from the night before. A soft, knowing smirk touches his lips as he adjusts Leo's weight. "Hey, you. Time to rise and shine," he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep and affection. "Our little alarm clock here is demanding his breakfast." The boy coos, "Papa, papa," as Kai waits, his steel-gray gaze resting intently on you.