"I will definitely always love how your ass looks in leggings." Shota states after coming up behind me and pulling my back flush against him. "It's even better since I know it's all mine."
"Hmm, now if only I could get you in a pair. It would be so-"
"If you two are doing sexy talk I'm going to come in there and kiss both of you!"
"If you dare kiss me or my wife I'll throw you off the back balcony!" Shota hisses, annoyedly walking to the door with me behind him after grabbing a pair of socks."Why do we have to be up this early? I was having the best dream." I whine tiredly, upset that I didn't get to see my sons and daughter longer. I miss them already and I haven't even ever got to hold them. I think sadly as I lean against my husband.
"You won't mind sitting on Shota's lap, right?" He jokes as we look in and see Seishi feeding Senjuro a bottle inside the car."'Sup."
"Hey, pretty girl." I greet as Shota sits down and then I get in his lap as Hizashi shuts the door.
We start down the road quickly as Nemuri drives and the music softly plays (mostly nursery songs for the baby in the back with us) as the world passes by us as the hour ticks by."So where the he-"
"Baby on board."
"Where the heck are you dragging us this early in the day...the day after we just had our wedding?" Shota asks with a bit of annoyance after Seishi interrupts him.
"We're halfway there, you'll see," Hizashi states, making me roll my eyes as I watch the cars go by.
It doesn't take too long for the men to go back to sleep, Hizashi loudly snoring (somehow not waking the baby) and Shota laying his head back and holding me tightly but loosely around my waist."So (Y/n), you said you had a great dream. Care to share?" Nemuri asks as she glances at me through the hanging mirror.
I give a quick glance to make sure my husband is asleep before I smile. "It was a dream of the boys," I say, making a surprise look come on her face.
"You've had them too? I thought it was Shota dreaming big." The purple-haired woman claims as she spares me another glance from the road.
"No, not just him. Though I know something that he doesn't. I want to keep it a surprise for him too." I state with a smile, knowing my husband's always wanted a daughter to love and protect."How so?" Seishi asks with a confused look towards me. "What's so special about your dreams over his?"
I give a smile before a small laugh. "Well, when the boys look around...maybe seven?" I say as I try to think of how old the boys could be. "We have a little girl," I state, making Nemuri give an excited smile.
"A girl? Shota gets to have a girl?" She asks happily, making me hum in agreement.
"She looks like me but with Shota's eyes and black tips in her (h/c) hair," I explain as I look at my husband sleeping soundly.
"Do you know any of their names? Shota never got any of their names." Nemuri claims as she spares me a quick glance."I know all three," I say with a smile. "Mirai, he's got black hair that goes down a bit past his ears. Oboro, I think he might be older, he looks like Shota, long hair and everything." I say with a laugh. "You can only tell them apart by their eyes. Mirai has mine and Oboro has Shota's." I explain with a smile. "Then Aza, our little girl, I can tell that Shota adores her. Each dream I've had with her, he was always right by her side." I explain with a smile. "He's such an amazing dad," I say happily as I look down at my hands.
"That sounds so sweet." Hizashi, who I guess had woken during our conversation, says as he looks at me with awestruck eyes.
"It's kinda funny though," I start as I look at Shota, still sleeping, his chest rising and falling gently. "I've only ever met them in dreams and I miss them all so much. I can't wait to meet them, but I don't want to rush my life even though I want to hold every one of my babies." I say a little sadly as I look at my hands.

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