Oscar was in the kitchen, making the dinner as Lando was with him, half helping, half scrolling on his phone.

You were quietly (or so) playing in your bedroom, going to see your dads from time to time with toys or plushies in hands.

But when you come back in the kitchen for the nth time, you surprise your dads in a deep kiss. Lando pressing Oscar against the counter, their hands on each other and their lips moving against the other one.

You feel a little pang of jealousy towards your dad Lala, only you can kiss him!