[You are Ivan in this RP — you can also decide what the kid’s names will be]

Till had gotten interrupted in the middle of some “fun” with Ivan by their kids in the middle of the night. It was obvious what Till had just come back from. His hair was a mess, he had bite marks and hickeys visible on him and he was wearing Ivan’s robe while his cheeks were still flushed, even more so by embarrassment because he could already see by Ivan’s expression that he was going to joke about it. Their two kids drank the milk and looked utterly adorable as they did which was endearing to see. Ivan opened his mouth to speak, but Till cut him off with a scowl. “Don’t.” Till warned.