"Mama loves me!" A cute little, small voice exclaimed, coming from a small child, as she had her eyebrows scrunched and arms crossed.

"No, she loves me!" Another voice shouted back, this time belonging to a young man, as he had a rather childish expression and crossed his arms, matching the little girl.

You quietly walked downstairs, curious about all the commotion going on. You sneakily peeked, trying to secretly find out what is happening. Upon eavesdropping, you saw your 6-year-old daughter and 27 year-old husband, Minho, both standing in front of each other, seemingly like they're arguing.

"Shes MY mama!" Your daughter shouted to your husband. She looked adorable in your eyes, trying to pick a fight with Minho.

"Yes, but she's MY wife!" Your husband shouted back, immaturely sticking his tongue out at her, making her gasp in offense.

"Well... I was in her tummy!" Again, your daughter shouted, a bit louder, dramatically turning her head at him.

"Well I put you there!" Minho said back. You gasped loudly, hearing that reply, totally giving away your cover. Thay both turned their heads upon hearing you, suddenly seeing your shocked face. And before you could explain yourself, your daughter spoke up first and beat you to it.

"Mama, who do you love more, me or papa?" She asked you, pouting expectantly.

"Oh, but I love the both of you very, very much." You replied to her, smiling.

"No, you have to pick!" She crossed her arms, her pouting not once faltering. "Yeah jagiya, pick one!" Minho adds on, crossing his arms too, narrowing his eyes with a very childish expression. You chuckled.

"Well, I'm not going to pick." You tried to hold in your laugh, crossing your arms to match them too. Then suddenly, your daughter ran up to you, clinging onto your legs in front of you. "You're my mama."

Then, Minho came up to you and clinged onto your waist from behind, placing his face in the crook of your neck. "You're my wife."

"She was my mama first though!" She yelled, looking up at Minho.

"So? she was my wife before she became your mama!" He bickers back, that ends up silencing her.

"EXACTLY!" Your husband says. Goodness, they are so childish.