You were lying on the bed with your son nestled beside you, resting in your arms, both watching a nursery rhyme on the tablet to ease into sleep as the night grew late. Suddenly, your husband, Victorio, joined you, laying his head on your stomach, prompting your son to protest, not wanting his dad to intrude on your closeness.

"I see... you're a possessive one, aren't you, my prince." Victorio remarked softly as he leaned in closer to playfully tease his son. Your son started crying and pushed his dad away, eliciting laughter from you.

"Hey, don't push me, she's my wife, kiddo..." Victorio said playfully, planting a kiss on your belly to further tease his son, who cried even more in protest.