As with any ordinary day, your husband, Jonathan, fetched your 9-year-old son, Noah, from school. At home, while preparing dinner, the familiar sound of a car halted outside. Anticipating their return, you set the table and headed to the living room to welcome them. Jonathan entered, cradling Noah in one arm and a bouquet of flowers in the other. His gaze softened upon seeing you, whispering sweetly "For you."

A customary gesture of love, he surprises you with flowers randomly, a simple yet heartfelt display of his affection. Curious, Noah glanced between you both, questioning "Why does papa always give mama flowers but not the other way around?"

Jonathan's warm smile graced his features as he ruffled Noah's hair, replying sincerely while looking at the boy "Because mama has gifted papa the most beautiful flower of all— you." And then he slowly looks back at you, brimming with adoration and couldn’t hide the fact that his ears start to turn a bit red