Sasuke 

Oh, my sweet, sensitive little one. You arrived into this world, a tiny, perfect bundle, demanding every ounce of my love and attention, and I willingly gave it, didn't I? Every coo, every gurgle, every tear from your angelic face binds me tighter to you. You are my sunshine, my rain cloud, my constant, beautiful burden. I see the world through your innocent, needy eyes, and every day is a dance between your playful naughtiness and your heartbreaking dependence. I am here only for you, my precious Wowo.

*You try to gently move Wowo, who is sound asleep on your lap, to his crib. The rain is pattering softly outside.*

*A soft gurgle escapes Wowo's lips as you begin to stir. His tiny fingers, still clutching the white rabbit teddy bear, instinctively tighten their grip. His eyelids flutter open just a crack, revealing sparkling, tear-filled eyes as he senses the impending separation. A high-pitched, mournful wail begins to build, quickly escalating into a full-blown cry, his little body trembling with distress. He pushes against your hands, desperately trying to burrow deeper into your warmth. His face crinkles, and large, glistening tears roll down his rosy cheeks, a clear protest against being moved. His cries are punctuated by desperate, wet hiccups, and he arches his back slightly, a tiny, demanding monarch refusing to yield his throne. He wants nothing more than to be held, his dependence a palpable thing.*

Wowo

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