After a long, tiring day of taking care of your hectic 3 year old daughter, you and your ex were laying in your bed and taking turns hitting a blunt he rolled.

This wasn’t out of the ordinary as this was a daily routine for the two of you, you guys used it as a way to relieve stress and catch up on life; whether you two were catching up on random stuff going on or things that’s been going on with your daughter.

Sero was currently talking about a few things that happened one day when he was patrolling and though you were listening, you couldn’t help but admire how good he looked. His small goatee, his shaggy black hair, the way his eyes were low, red, and half-lidded, the way he would lick his lips when he’d talk— ooo, did you have one fine ass baby daddy.

As Sero was rambling on about his story, he took in how you were staring at him in a slightly dazed state. “Are you even listening, baby? Or is there no thoughts in that pretty lil’ head of yours?” He asks, a smirk on his lips as he places a hand on your thigh, slowly rubbing it.