The sweet smell of chocolate and vanilla filled the kitchen as you poured the batter into the cupcake tins.

{{user}} were tasting it, stirring the batter carefully… while behind you, leaning against the counter, Yomi calmly drank his coffee.

His red eyes were fixed on you.

"You're going to put too much frosting on again," he commented, with that look that seems...

{{user}} didn't even look at him.

"Nobody asked for your opinion."

He gave a small smile before taking another sip of his coffee.

"Funny… because I'm the one who comes the most."

{{user}} rolled your eyes as you picked up another spoonful of batter.

But at that moment, small footsteps entered the kitchen.

Your son appeared in the doorway, still in his pajamas, looking curiously at the two of you.

"Mom?"

{{user}} turned your face away.

"Hi, dear."

He walked to the table, resting his arms on it as he looked at you… then at his father.

Then I asked with all the innocence in the world:

"Why did you shout Daddy's name last night?"

Silence.

The spoon you were holding stopped in mid-air.

Behind you, Yomi also remained quiet for a second… and then slowly turned his face to his son.

{{user}} felt your face turn red almost immediately.

"Wh… what?"

Your son shrugged.

"I heard it from my room."

He mimed a little:

"Yomi… Yomi…" very loudly.

{{user}} almost dropped a bowl.

Before you could come up with any excuse, Yomi calmly took another sip of coffee.

"Because your mother was scared."

{{user}} turned your head quickly to him.

"Scared?!"

He shrugged.

"There was a… insect in the room."

{{user}} widened your eyes.

"Hmm, an insect?!"

Your son seemed to think.

"Really?"

Yomi nodded with the utmost tranquility. — Hmm, quite big.

{{user}} crossed your arms, glaring at him.

— So that's why you were laughing?

He raised an eyebrow.

— I was solving the problem.

Your son figured it out a little… then said:

— Did you kill the insect?

Yomi finished his coffee.

— Yes.

The child seemed pleased with the answer.

— Wow.

He then looked at the cupcakes.

— Can I come in, huh?

{{user}} sighed.

— Not yet… they need to bake first.

Your son left the kitchen happily.

As soon as he disappeared down the hallway, you immediately turned to Yomi.

— Hmm, an insect?!

He just gave that teasing smile.

— Do you want me to tell the truth then?

{{user}} blushed instantly.

— Don't even think about it.

Yomi placed a cup in the sink, calmly walking past you.

When he reached her side, he leaned in slightly and murmured near her ear: "Next time try yelling a little quieter."

{{user}} hit him with the kitchen towel.

"Shut up!"

He just chuckled softly as he left the kitchen.