"and Momo curls into him like he's a quilt on a January morning, ten minutes after Momo has to get up for school."

Funny how I read this before going to work yesterday, very quickly, and much later at night, I was clutching my futon like that, and thought of that line, had the mental image in my mind, and it took me a few seconds to remember it was not a scene from a doujinshi I had just read, but this drabble of yours.

That was the BEST and most tender picture of the whole scene.