The soft lull of the city murmured beyond the windows, blending with the quiet breath of our twins curled against our chests. Ai's head still rested gently against mine, her scent warm and familiar, her fingers threaded with mine. I could feel the rise and fall of Yumi's tiny body against me—steady, delicate, perfect. We hadn't moved in what felt like forever, and I didn't want to. Not yet.
But then, a thought slipped through the haze of warmth and afterglow. A sigh escaped me, not from contentment, but from the weight of tomorrow.
Ai noticed immediately.
"What is it?" she asked, her voice soft, but alert. She lifted her head slightly, her gaze brushing my cheek before settling into my eyes.
I hesitated for a second, brushing my hand lightly over Yumi's soft back before murmuring, "My Kai training starts again tomorrow."
Ai blinked, then frowned slightly. "Already? That fast?"