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Merely pondering over it won’t get him anywhere. He need to talk to the man about it himself. Haru doesn’t know where Daisuke stand when it comes to children. He knew that Daisuke values his family since he has a close relationship with his sister and grandmother but Takashi is Haru’s nephew and even if they’re together now, Haru doesn’t have any expectation for Daisuke to feel obligated to accept Takashi in any way.
Sure it would have hurt if Daisuke refused to accept his nephew but it was understandable if he doesn’t and Haru won’t ever fault him for that. Raising a child that was not his own would take a lot out of anyone and Haru would have to live with that. Takashi would take a lot of his time and attention from now on and if Daisuke cannot accept that or his nephew, well Haru guess Daisuke would have to live without Haru.
Just like how Haru won’t expect Daisuke to accept his nephew, Daisuke can’t expect for Haru to prioritise him over Takashi now that the boy came into his life. His nephew is a child who needed him and would depend on him and Daisuke is a full grown adult no matter how much of a spoiled brat he liked to act sometimes. It was not much of a comparison to ponder over which he should prioritise more.
But he is going around in circle now, overthinking about the outcome of it instead of actually talking to his partner.
Haru had laid Takashi on his bed and tucked him in, having cleaned his tear streaked face the best he could because Haru personally knew how awful it feels to wake up with dried tears on his cheeks. He fired a quick text to Daisuke, asking him to meet him here since he doesn’t want to leave Takashi, even if the boy was unconscious now. He doesn’t want to risk his nephew waking up while he’s not around because that would do more harm than good right now. The traumatised boy would think Haru as a figment of his imagination than reality if he woke up to Haru’s absence.
However he does move to the connected room he had first came in previously with Kiyomizu so that he could have his talk with Daisuke there while still keeping an eye on his nephew without disturbing his rest. Haru sat down at the table and pulled the file toward himself again, this time reading through it more thoroughly since he already have all the confirmation he needed to discern this was real.
The file was thin, containing the bare basic and with the latest blood test result attached to it. Haru would need to dig deeper for more info on his nephew’s life if he wanted to put the bastard who sold off his nephew to the ring behind bars and Haru has a sinking feeling that he won’t like what he found.
He pushed that aside for now so that he could look through the listed family members and his heart clenched when he saw his sister’s name being listed as deceased. She passed away while giving birth to Takashi and Haru could not help but grief for her even when he had lived most of his life without her in it. Haru would always cherish the sparse fleeting memories he had of the family that was still his back then. Even when he forgot how both of his mother and sister sounded like, he would always refresh the few precious memories he still have of them.
His strong mother who seemed bigger than life, who had raised them on her own the best she could without the help of anyone and whose death he still grieved to this day. It was the reason why he had joined the police force, fully intending to reopen the cold case of her death because he knew that it was too unnatural. Haru refused to accept that his resilient mother would pass away in her sleep, there was more going on that he doesn’t know about. Haru’s sister was always kinds. Where his mother was all tough and overbearing love, his sister was gentle and tender with her care and Haru had loved both of them so much back then and he still do now.
Now both of them are out of his reach forever but they both left him with this precious package that contained pieces of themselves. Takashi was the perfect copy of his grandmother and he was his sister’s son. He is all Haru has left of the family he had lost and Haru intended to cherish him like precious gift Haru was gifted with.
He was so lost to his grief that he didn’t notice Daisuke’s arrival until he felt the arm on his shoulder and the whiff of his partner’s familiar cologne reaching his nose. Daisuke didn’t say anything, man of few words like always, but his action was enough for Haru as the raven gathered him into his arms and allowed for Haru to cry into his stomach, crumpling his finely pressed suit from where Haru was holding onto him desperately.
“Takashi, a fitting name for a Kambe.” Daisuke’s remark had Haru jerking back in surprise, peering up at his standing partner in bewilderment because that sounded like Daisuke was not only willing to accept Takashi into their life but have him stay with them, that Daisuke wanted to be involved with raising up this boy who he doesn’t have any connection to other than through Haru.
“You really meant it?” Haru has to ask for confirmation because he could hardly believe his ears. He didn’t bother questioning how Daisuke already knew about Takashi because he didn’t doubt that HEUSC already pinged him about it the moment the blood test was done.
Haru had to close his eyes momentarily when Daisuke’s gloved fingers wiped at his lingering tears but Haru pushed the distracting hands aside so that he could look at his lover in the eyes and confirm the truth of his words for himself. Daisuke’s lips merely quirked up into that damning smirk that used to rile Haru up so much during the early days of their partnership but right now, that familiar twist of lips was all the answer he needed.
Daisuke is willing to accept Takashi’s addition into their relationship even if he didn’t sign up for it when they first got together.
This is a huge step to take for them together. They need to alter their set schedule and daily lifestyle in order to create a space for a kid. Their priorities are not only limited to each other now, they have another person who would need their utmost support and focus. It is a big change that would either make or break their relationship.
But Haru felt hopeful that this would work out somehow because Daisuke’s willingness to give this a try goes a long way and it meant a lot to Haru that his lover was at least supportive of his decision.
Haru felt a surge of affection toward Daisuke and tugged on the younger man’s ever present tie to have him lean down enough so that Haru could plant a kiss on his lips. “Thank you.” Haru whispered, pressing a smile to the raven’s lip out of sheer joy.
“Anything for you, my love.” Haru’s cheeks flushed at the pet name that he managed to convince Daisuke to only use in private but even after a year together, he was still not used to hearing it. Daisuke, the jerk, however enjoyed watching Haru be flustered by such pet name and would take every opportunity to address Haru with equally sweet endearments just to watch Haru go red.
“Wait…what do you mean by Kambe? It would be Kato Takashi since he is my nephew.” Haru’s brain finally caught up to his lover’s earlier word and he looked at the billionaire in askance.
Daisuke took his sweet time to hum in contemplation instead of answering Haru immediately and just when Haru opened his mouth again to demand the answer, a gloved finger to his lips silenced him. “I told you did I not? What is mine is also yours and what yours is also mine.” The cryptic words of course didn’t answer his question but since Daisuke looked like he still have more to say about it, Haru didn’t interrupt him.
“Takashi will be a Kambe because you would also be a Kambe.”
Oh.
OH!
Realisation came to Haru like a revelation as his brain connected the dots on where Daisuke was going with this and his eys widened in shock when it dawned upon him. “A-Are you proposing to me, Daisuke?” Haru blurted out, unable to contain the surprise and a look of fond exasperation crossed his lover’s face.
“I was getting to that but of course you won’t allow my perfectly planned proposal go smoothly.” Daisuke chided him playfully and Haru could see a small box in his hand. Haru’s heart thumped loudly in his chest, anticipation running wild in his veins. “But to answer your question, yes I’m proposing to you.”
The box was opened and nestled in the velvet fabric was a pair of shiny golden band with glittering sapphires embedded into it.
“Haru, would you marry me?”
The talk of marriage between them had been a fleeting one, mentioned off hand here and there and occasionally treated as a joke by their co-workers due to the way of their earlier interaction. Haru would be lying if he never imagined himself married to Daisuke or how a proposal would happen but there was no more perfect proposal than this one. Sure, Daisuke was not on his knee to re-enact the stereotypical proposing scene nor were there any grand gesture that was usually associated with Kambe Daisuke but to Haru, this one is perfect.
He likes the simplicity of it and the direct way Daisuke proposed to him, right after agreeing to basically start a family with him and Takashi. There is nothing about this that Haru would change. Besides, both of them are way pass the age where grand gesture would equate to a stronger romantic relationship. So he could only respond to it in one way.
“Yes. I do, Suke. I want to.”
Seeing Daisuke’s face morphing into a look of utter joy elicited a jubilant laugh out of Haru, which was promptly swallowed by the raven’s lips. Haru kissed him back in earnest, wrapping his arms across his shoulders for purchase as Daisuke plundered his mouth, taking every breath of air out of him. He would say yes for a million time over if it would put such a happy expression on his usually composed lover.
The ring found a new home on his fourth finger, sliding onto the long digit like it was meant to be there, which was not surprising to Haru since Daisuke basically have every measurement of his body at this point. Most people would have viewed that as creepy or way beyond the boundary of privacy but Haru had come to term with it, seeing it as Daisuke’s way of showing he cared
The two of them had come a long way together, hashing out their differences and ideologies in order to make this relationship work and Haru felt proud in knowing they had reached a point where Daisuke could imagine a life with him.
Even if the universe did drop an unexpected gift so soon before they even started.
“A kid is a big step up, you know.” Haru began, eyes moving from the ring on his finger to the one way mirror that showed the room where Takashi is currently resting. The boy looked so small under the blanket.
“I know but between you and I, I think we got this covered.” Daisuke slides an arm around his waist and Haru leaned his head against the raven.
“I love you and thank you for giving him a chance.” For giving us a chance went unsaid as Haru squeezed the hand on his waist.
Haru started his day not expecting much to happen but today was the most memorable day of his life. He was not only bestowed with one gift but two and together, they took the first step toward being a family.