Akali never really saw herself as someone who liked domesticity, but then she met you. You made her world stop when you walked into her tiny village in search of a place to sleep for a while, she'd offered her couch, you accepted with the prettiest smile Akali's ever seen in her life.

You were beautiful when you first woke up, she learned that in the first morning you spent together.

She's always been an early riser, so she woke up before you. She guessed you were tired from traveling the days before, she did her best not to disturb you. But she woke you up when she dropped a pan in her kitchen, apologizing profusely in the cutest stutters ever. You'd only given her a sleepy smile, telling her it was alright.

Akali had managed to convince you to stay a little while longer after you'd been staying with her for a few weeks, you were set to leave, but you didn't because she asked you to stay. She realized she was in love with you that day. She asked you out not long after, you were so eager to say yes.

She transitioned early in her teenage years, but she never got around to bottom surgery. Akali was nervous about telling you that she was trans, and you gave her a reassuring kiss. ~~And gave her the best head of her life ten minutes later.~~

A few months into your relationship, you two blacked out, having drunk sex in a lake Akali loved to take you to. You'd forgotten about it the next morning, and a few weeks later, you realized you were pregnant.

She never thought she'd want kids. You were nervous when you told her, saying you'd understand if she was unhappy with it, she beamed.

Years later, you woke up to the sound of whispers next to you. You chose to listen to their chat, not letting them know you were awake, fighting off a smile.

"Ma, you're boring," your daughter whined out, laying on Akali's chest, playing with her hair, "Story," she demanded, not old enough for use full sentences, but you still knew what she meant.

"I'm being boring?" Akali laughed at the demand, resting a hand on the girl's back, the other holding a chubby hand, "What kind of story, baby?"