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"Put oil in the pan. Wait for it to heat. While waiting for it to heat, beat the eggs. Fast. Fast. Faster..." I mumbled like a spell.

"UWAAAAAAH!!!!"


...I stopped on my tracks. I quickly turned off the stove and ran to the room of my son.

As soon as I opened the door, I was welcomed with the sight of two blondes crying and a broken basket.

"MOOOM!" Ryouma, my little angel cried.

I knelt down to his level. "What happened? Why is my big boy crying?" I patted his head in attempt to comfort him.

"Dad br..broke my Basket!!!" he wailed.

I looked at the other blonde, raising my eyebrows.

"And you, Kise Ryouta, Why are you crying louder than your son?"

"...What's up with that cold voice, Honey-cchi!!?? " he cried.

"Why did you break his toy and why are you crying?" I repeated while adding another question.

"I..I" he sniffed. "I was showing him how to dunk and applied too much force so I broke it!! I did not mean it, Honey-cchi!!!! Then I lost my balance and fell down... So I think.." he suddenly smiled sheepishly. "My wrist caught a sprain."

I sprung to my feet, quickly, carrying Ryouma and dragging my stupid husband to our car.

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He was checked and the doctor said that it was not that serious.

He should be fine within weeks, nanodayo..... That is what the doctor said.

"Stupid Ryouta! How dare you make me worry like that!" I shouted, trying to drive the car calmly.

"But Honey-cchi~~~" he pouted. "I just wanna teach how to be awesome to my son. Right, Ryouma-cchi?"

"BLEEEGH!" Ryouma stuck his tongue out. "You broke my Basket! Bad daddy!"

"Yeah. He's a bad daddy, teaching your son to have a sprain? Is that being awesome?"

"...No."he whispered.

"Now. Please think of what you did. You made me worry so much. What if it's worse?" I stopped the car.

We got out with Ryouta carrying our son.


"I'm sor---"

"What would you like, Ryouma? A toy truck, car..."

"TABLE TENNIS! TABLE TENNIS!!!" Ryouma cheered.


"Sure.. Sure."


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I have bought a table tennis set for Ryouta and then we decided to leave him  in a private playground where children are being left by their parents who wanted some personal time.... In me and Ryouta's case, we have to do grocery and we don't want Ryouma to get bored. I have nothing to worry about because a staff is watching over the children.

.....

"FRENCH ONION SOUP! FRENCH ONION SOUP!~" Kise cheered.

"Yeah, yeah. Calm down. I need to get Cheese for Ryouma first." I said, staring down at the brands of cheese infront of me.

.....They almost looks the same. But the other one is more expensive.

"Hmm~ Honey-cchi looks like a great wife from here~~ But I'm hundred percent sure she's not just great.. But the BEST!!!~"

....His flowery words won’t work on me. I have grown immune to it. I did not look back at him but proceeded to pick the best brand.

"LALALALALALA~"....That's his ringtone.

"Manager-cchi? Yeah? Photoshoot?".....His modeling job again.

I tightly gripped on my purse, waiting for his reply... Taking my husband on a day off can increase my killing intent towards that company he's working for.

"...I don't want to... I don't care.... It's my day off. No. I don't wanna leave my beautiful wife over my job. No. No. No. Bye." And with that, he ended the call.

...I gave a small smile in relief. I angled my face in such a way he can't see it. "Ryouta?"

"Hmmm?"

"Thank you."

"Love you too, Honey-cchi!"

I blushed for a second before recovering with a cough "But.. I-I still dont forgive you!"

"Aweeee."

I smiled. But did not show him, of course.

I softly lied down Ryouma on his bed, tucking his petite body with a blanket.

It's past 9:00 p.m and Ryouma fell asleep on our trip home.
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"I'm sorry Honey-cchi! I won't do it ever again." he pouted. "Forgive me?"

....He looks like a lost puppy. It's so cute... The way his red orbs widen while his yellow streaks of hair brush against it... The way his thin lips is puckered makes me want to...

I stuffed the basketball I'm holding in his mouth.

"You're forgiven." I said, walking away from him.

... Him and his handsome features.

I heard the door of Ryouma's room closed and a pair of strong arms enveloped me.

"Yey~~ Honey-cchi is the best. One of the reasons I love you! ~ I love you~~ Here comes my chuuuuu." He cried before giving me a peck on the cheek.

....I can feel my cheeks starting to burn.

"Yeah. Yeah. Let go. Now. Your wrist might get strained." I whispered.

"What? What?" he chuckled teasingly, "Want more? Here's another chuuuuu." he said and gave me another kiss on the cheek. But this time closer to my lips.

"Ryouta! Stop this, at once!" I shouted, a little bit only.

"Okay~" he cheered, gently tugging my chin in his direction and giving me a soft, tender kiss.

.....I am now a human tomato. I grasped on his sprained wrist tightly making him cringe in pain and release me.

"Ryouta Kise. Sleep on the couch tonight." I glared before walking away.

"HONEY-CCHIIII. DUNT DU DIS TU MIIIIIII." He cried.


....It's not like I won't forgive him that easily... Which I did Ten minutes after.

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"Honey-cchiii!! Feed me!! I can't hold my spoon!'

"No." I answered. "Here comes the train, Ryouma~ Chu Chu......." I stopped, remembering about yesterday night.

...I’m getting red again. I stood from the dining table. "I'll...j-just g-get water."

I tried to walk to the refrigerator but instantly fell on the ground.

My feet feels like jelly. I feel like fainting due to embarrassment.... which I did.

"HONEY-CCHI!"

"MOM!"