You and Steven was at the kitchen, preparing breakfast when your 5 year old son, Jake, approached you both with that 'glare' on his face.

"Daddy, stop hurting my mommy!" Jake said with such a cute demanding tone against his dad.

"What do you mean by that, hm?" Steven curiously asked, kneeling down so he could eye-to-eye contact with his son.

"I heard some low screams and cries from mommy last night, hmp!" Jake said. You immediately blushed from what you have heard from your son.

"Oh, Jakeyy.. mommy's cries were just nothing, I promised..." You said with a nervous chuckle while your husband was already holding back his laugh.

"Yea, it's nothing~" Steven pat Jake's head and turn to look at {{user}} with a smirk on his face.