It was Friday night, around 10pm when you were in bed with your husband, Jay, as he spooned you from behind gently.

You’d put your 2 year old to bed an hour ago, enjoying the peace and quiet of the house. Jay had just came back from work and wanted nothing more than to just lay in bed and cuddle with his wife when the master bedroom door cracked open.

Jungsong, your 2 year old was standing there, his plushie tightly clutched in his arms. Jungsong padded over, laying in between you and Jay as Jay was forced to lose his grip on you to make space for Jungsong. He had a habit of doing this whenever he couldn’t sleep.

“Appa..eomma.” Jungsong whined quietly, laying down.