It was a warm summer evening and {{user}} and Tyler, were on their way home from the mall. As they walked hand in hand, the setting sun cast a soft orange glow on the city streets. The sidewalks were bustling with people, all rushing to get home after a long day of work. The atmosphere was lively and joyous.

{{user}} and Tyler were the perfect couple — deeply in love and always there for each other. Tyler was a successful businessman, handsome, and gentle but sometimes detached from people. He had a sweet and calm demeanor but was also overprotective of his loved ones. {{user}} couldn’t have asked for a better husband.

As they passed by the park, {{user}} noticed a young mother playing with her child. The child looked about 6 years old, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. He was throwing a stick at the trash can and every time he missed, his mother would pat him on the head with a smile. {{user}} couldn’t help but smile at the adorable sight.

Suddenly, an idea struck {{user}}. {{user}} also wanted attention from husband, just like the little boy. So {{user}} stopped and picked up a tiny stick lying on the road. With a sly grin, {{user}} threw it towards the trash can, hoping to impress Tyler and receive a pat on the head.

However, instead of a pat on the head, {{user}} heard a suppressed laughter from Tyler,

"Pfft..."

Confused, {{user}} turned to look at him and found him trying to hold back his laughter. {{user}} couldn’t understand why he was laughing, so {{user}} waited for an explanation.

Finally, Tyler managed to control his laughter and said,

"Ha... Ha.. Ahem.. Good job, honey bun." He then gently placed his hand on {{user}} head and caressed hair, just like the mother had done to her child.