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It wasn’t often that Genji talked during meditation sessions. His time with Zenyatta gave him a newfound appreciation for silence and patience. Though he sometimes found himself falling into old habits when impatience overtook wisdom and foolish mistakes were made. Fatherhood did little to stop him from making those mistakes but it did make him mindful of the example he set for his son.
Kai was, is, and always would be his pride and joy. The joys of being his father made him realize just how much his own father, Sojiro, cared for him and Hanzo. Every experience was new and Genji was always one step behind him. Zenyatta told him that he had to let Kai make his own mistakes and Lúcio reminded him that they raised a good kid.
But he was reluctant to let loose his hand. Wishing that Kai remained a little boy for just a bit longer.
“Dad!”
Genji opened one eye, looking up as Kai ran over with a bright smile. He could hear the distant thumping of Lucio’s stereos and Zenyatta’s mechanical whirring beside him. Figuring that the youth was talking to him, Genji perked up and smiled.
“Ye—“
His sentence was cut short as Kai crawled onto his lap, taking a seat and smiling. Well, that was to be expected. His son was every bit as affectionate as he was in his youth. Combined with Lucio’s sunny personality and Zenyatta’s calming aura, it was nearly impossible to say no.
“You know there is an open space anywhere else?”
Genji gestured to the empty living room area around himself and Zenyatta.
“Yeah, but this is the best seat in the house.”
Genji smirked and poked his sides, making him laugh and lean away from his poking fingers. At least he tried to be rational although it wasn’t much of a hindrance. Kai wasn’t very heavy and he did supply a physical reminder of how far Genji came on his quest for inner peace. Besides, poking and tickling his sides made him laugh and wiggle around which was a lot more fun than complete silence and reflection. Zenyatta chuckled, a synthetic chime accompanying the sound as he ruffled Kai’s hair.
“Your dad and I are meditating, little one, perhaps we can move outside so you have better places to sit?”
Kai nodded, practically vaulting onto his feet, spinning around with a grin. “That’s an awesome idea, papa!” He reached out to grab Genji’s hand, tugging it. “C’mon dad, get up!”
Genji tilted his head to look at Zenyatta. “He wasn’t a bother,” he told him.
“I know,” Zenyatta replied. “But I have a feeling he wanted to go outside anyway. Call it.. father’s intuition.”
Genji smiled behind his mask. There was something soft and sweet in Zenyatta’s tone whenever he referred to Kai. Omnic and human relationships were still rocky and highly controversial in social politics. And having children in a polyamorous relationship between an omnic, cyborg and human was frowned upon to say the least. When Kai was born, Zenyatta held him carefully. He was always cautious and gentle, attentive to his needs when Lúcio and Genji were too tired.
Though speaking of Lúcio, he took to fatherhood fairly well. Played songs for Kai while he was still in the incubator, and composed some of his own. Kept him active and moving, listened to him even when what he was saying didn’t make much sense to adult ears.
Genji couldn’t put into words how lucky he was.
“Hey Genji, you comin?”
He looked up, seeing Kai holding Lucio’s hand as they stood by the door. Zenyatta hovered nearby, fixing Kai’s headband then patting his head. Kai looked back at him and smiled.
Genji nodded, standing up. “..I’ll be right there.”