Kylie's POV
With Y/n back home, things were definitely better. The kids were much easier to handle, and I could get a lot more work done without being disturbed by Wolf's cries or Stormi's demands for her daddy.
Currently, we were in the house, and Y/n was flying a drone he had gotten for Wolf. I couldn't understand why he thought it was a good idea since Wolf was still a baby and couldn't handle a drone yet.
"Oh my God! Be careful! I don't even know why you're flying that thing in the house," I exclaimed, walking out of the living area and into the kitchen for my own safety.
"Chill, Ky. I know how to handle it. Wanna give it a try, Wolf?" Y/n replied casually.
I was bewildered by his suggestion. "Are you serious?" I bulged my eyes out in disbelief.
"Yes, Dada!" Wolf eagerly responded, taking the remote control from Y/n's hand.
Before I could intervene, the drone went out of control, and I could only gasp as it crashed into the wall and fell to the ground.
"Y/n! I swear to God if something happens!" I warned, peeking out from the kitchen to see the aftermath.
"Oops," Wolf said innocently, handing the controller back to Y/n before running off, presumably to find Stormi.
"Damn, you know how much this thing costs?!" Y/n exclaimed, his frustration evident.
I couldn't help but laugh as I came out from hiding. I watched him pick up the pieces of the broken drone in his hands.
"If it was so expensive, you shouldn't have given it to him. He's a baby," I said, standing over him with my hands on his shoulders from behind.
Y/n shook his head and got up, holding the remains of the drone. "This better be fixable, Ky. If it isn't, you're buying me a new one, or I'm throwing that kid over the terrace."
"Y/N!" I smacked his chest hard and let out a gasp. Although I knew he wasn't serious, I still took offense. That's our baby, our little baby, and he shouldn't say things like that.
"I was only kidding, but I was serious about you replacing this if it doesn't work anymore," Y/n stated, unapologetic.
"We'll see about it, but first I need you to—" I was interrupted by Stormi's voice calling from upstairs.
"Mommy! Wolf broke your palette!!" Stormi shouted.
"Now you're definitely replacing it," I said, making my way upstairs to deal with my hyperactive child who would likely break something else if I didn't put him down for a nap soon.
"Nah, that's your little baby. He's your problem," Y/n retorted.
"Oh, hush, Y/n. He was your idea," I replied, silencing him. I had wanted to wait until Stormi was a bit older, but he insisted on giving her a little brother. Instead, we had a boy, and now he didn't want any more kids.
"Wolf, it's nap time," I announced as I carried him to his room and lay him down on his bed. He never really liked the crib, so getting him to sleep on a bed was easy. Stormi was always between Y/n and me at night, so she was used to the bed. Now we were just working on the separation issues she had with her father.
"I'll see you in an hour or two. I love you, baby," I said, giving Wolf a kiss on the cheek and wiping off any lip gloss residue.
Walking into Stormi's room
, I found her already in bed, spread out like a starfish, just like her dad always did.
"Love you, Daddy's girl," I said, leaning down to give her a kiss.
She turned her head to look at me, grinning with her little teeth showing. "Love you, Kylie."
She giggled, flipped around, and faked a snore. She was still hung up on that moment. I closed her door and moved downstairs, looking for my husband.
"Y/n?" I called out as I entered the kitchen. Y/n was sitting on the marble countertops, holding a packet of Takis in his left hand and his phone in his right, with AirPods plugged in.
"Baby?" I stood between his long legs and rested my hands on his muscular quads. He paused the YouTube video he had been watching and pulled out his AirPods.
"They asleep?" he asked.
I nodded, laying my head on his chest, or at least attempting to since he was so tall and sat high up.
"What do you wanna do? Movie? Cuddles? Pool? Tan? Nap? Bake? Cook?" Y/n asked, his sweet nature shining through.
"Just hold me for a while," I replied, humming with satisfaction as he pulled me closer and left a kiss on the crown of my head.
"The season is ending soon, and I'm gonna have a lot of time on my hands. Maybe we should go on a few vacations. Me, you, and the kids. Then we can take one alone, just the two of us. How does that sound?" Y/n suggested.
"Like heaven," I said, pulling away slightly to look up at him. I pulled his face down and gave him a few pecks before a proper kiss. He pulled back a little, bumping our noses together, while his hand slid down to his chin, playing with his goatee.
My man was so hot.
"What are we doing now?" Y/n asked, breaking the moment.
He jumped off the countertop, picking me up by the thighs and placing me on the countertop.
"We could get some snacks and drinks together, maybe cuddle in our bedroom and watch a movie or plan our vacations, and then just take a nap after?" I suggested, playfully tugging on one of his braids and giving him a peck.
"Sounds like a good plan, but we still have to cook dinner," Y/n replied.
I hummed, thinking for a moment. "How about we order takeout tonight? Mexican?"
He smiled and nodded. "Definitely. At least it's not Chinese. I'm tired of that stuff, bro."
I shook my head, knowing that Stormi had developed a liking for Chinese food, especially the ramen from the restaurant downtown.
"You got her into it," I said, peppering his face with butterfly kisses. A grin formed on his face, identical to Stormi's. Although she looked like me, her smile resembled Y/n's, and overall, her personality was more influenced by him. Wolf was a mix of both of us, and his personality was entirely his own—hyperactive and loud.
"Yeah, sure she did," Y/n replied, shaking his head. He moved to put together the snacks while I grabbed the drinks.
"I'm choosing the movie this time, and it's not some sappy romance. We're watching Avengers," Y/n declared.
Oh Lord, help me. This was going to be a long night.
