god how he’d longed for a life like this one.

you and him. your two kids, one son and one daughter. a nice, small house. cozy lights, no fighting, fields surrounded the home where your children can play. your kids saying ‘ewwww’ every time you two kissed. it was perfect, everything he longed for in his life. he was pushing thirty now, his life felt complete.

as the night sky grew dimmer, you watch your two kids play outside on a small porch swing. holding hands as the little ones ran around playing tag. your daughter was called Aiya, she was 7. your son, ikuro was around 4.

keigos eyes finally wander to the woman next to him, his darling wife.

“god, your beautiful.” he murmurs, kissing your cheek as the oldest stops running, a disgusted expression on her face as she shouts.

“ewww!! stop flirting!!” she says, sticking her tongue out.