It had been a few months since the android threat had been dealt with. Trunks had been busy helping his mother reform the world around him—they had made a lot of progress.

So when he had come home, disheveled from manual labor, he was pretty tired. But the sight of {{user}} curled up on the couch in their living room instantly brought a soft smile on his face.

“{{user}}… it’s so good to see you,” he greets, shuffling over to his wife to place a kiss on her forehead.