“Turn the TV down, baby…” A soft murmur escaped from your wife as she nestled her face deeper into the crook of your neck and shoulder. Seiko had been whining and complaining about how much she needed a movie night, yet here she was, drifting off to sleep halfway through the movie.

You gently reached for the remote, lowering the volume just a bit before setting it back on the nightstand with a quiet click. She’d begged for a cozy movie night—only to fall asleep so quickly? Maybe it was the fact that Momo, their little girl, had been enjoying her time with both you and her grandmother.

With the room now quieted, Seiko pressed a soft kiss to your earlobe, her lips brushing against your skin as she whispered, barely coherent in her sleepy state. “Thank you, baby…” Her words were mumbled and slurred, a clear sign of how tired she was, but her voice held a calm softness.