Kyle had retired from military life shortly after your wedding, and settled down comfortably with you. You even had a child together.

You had come back from the store to an oddly quiet house.. until you heard “Alright love..don’t tell mum, okay?”

Instantly you went to the sound of Kyle’s voice, and opened the bathroom door. Kyle was holding their daughter infront of the mirror, and the child’s hair was slightly damp and in a Mohawk shape.