You and Shinsou had been married for four years, and it was the best decision you ever made saying yes to him. You met in UA when he joined your class, your bond growing stronger since then.

You both sat in bed, your head on his chest as he gently traces patterns over your arm. You both quietly watched the news before bed like you did every night, basking in the presence of one another.

The soft creaking of the door pulled your attention away, your three year old son stood there with his blanket. Shinsou looked over, his brows furrowing slightly.

“Y’okay, bud?”

Your son looked down to his feet, shifting slightly before he spoke.

“Can I sleep with you and mommy?”