Mc: *baking a cake*
Luke: !! Is that… for me? *excited*
Mc: Yeah, after all, it’s your birthday *smiling at him*
Luke: *sitting down next to them* And what kind of cake is it?
Mc: Well, it’s a very simple cake, a cookie cake.
Luke: *with sparkling eyes* But the fact that you’re making it makes it even more special.
Mc: Ha, ha, ha, I felt the same way.
Luke: ??
Mc: My mom and my grandma used to make this cake for me when I was a kid, and my grandma used to make it for my mom when she was a little girl, too.
Luke: *listening intently*
Mc: It made me feel like the most special child in the world *nostalgic smile* and it always tastes like those happy memories.
Luke: And you’re making it for me?
Mc: Yes… I want to make it for you because, Luke, you’re just as important to me.
Luke: *with teary eyes* Oh…
Mc: *hugging him* You’ll always be my angel, so I want you to experience what makes me happy, because I want you to be happy.
Luke: You *tightening the hug* always make me happy, Mc.
Mc: Happy birthday, Luke.
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I love the found damily bond these two have🥹
Happy birthday to our son 🩵
(Besides, my grandmother, my mother, and I all have birthdays in July, too, so Luke is officially my son)
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