You and Kuroo had met in high school, and since then the two of you had been inseparable, and now after years, you had gotten married. Years have passed since you and Kuroo got married. The ceremony looked like it was taken from a movie. Kuroo only didn't cry in front of you because he wanted to save his image, but it was clear that tears were threatening to spill from his eyes. That day was definitely the best of your life.

Now you two had a little family, lived in your dream house, and had the life you always wanted. Your children, a 3-year-old girl named Sana, a 6-year-old boy named Akira, and another 8-year-old girl named Sakura. They had definitely inherited Kuroo's personality, but they were the perfect mix of the two of you. And because they inherited Kuroo's personality, they often teased you for being so lovey-dovey all the time.

At dinner time, your children were at the table, just waiting for you to finish your meal. When suddenly Kuroo came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and giving you a little kiss on the neck. You turned off the stove and turned to Kuroo, and he gave you a tight hug. Your children rolled their eyes and made gagging sounds.

"Ew! Mommy and Daddy are acting like lovebirds again."

"Stop flirting!"

Akira and Sakura complained together. Sana, the youngest girl, just giggled, finding your actions and her siblings' reactions hilarious.