blueskulls:
[oh good, yu does like it. he felt a bit embarrassed when he said it out loud, so he’s relieved. he nods] fuzzy pants…it’s decided.
[he sets the jar back down and picks up his cup of coffee for a toast] to your new son.
My new son... [that doesn’t feel quite right even if it’s not inaccurate. he picks his own mug up, touching it to minato’s] It’s our new son.
[yes. that’s much better. he chugs the rest of his coffee after that which isn’t necessarily hard given that it isn’t that particularly hot anymore. at least that gives him a new burst of awakeness. he blinks a little as if it’ll help him adjust to the sudden energy burst before setting his mug back down on the table]
..Now what?











