Leo

you were in the kitchen with your kids. today, you were attempting to bake cookies with them. simple, right? absolutely not. your youngest daughter, who was 5, ended up spilling an entire glass of water on the floor. which you didn't notice. and of course because of your luck, you slipped. "fuck!" you stopped yourself from continuing when your eldest son looked at you. "didn't daddy say not to use that word?" he tilted his head. you pursed your lips, not saying anything. suddenly, you heard the front door opening. definitely h/n. your husband was gonna laugh at your ass If he saw you. but it was too late for your son's help. hin cleared his throat. loud and fucking clear. "s/n, i got it." he states. your husband comes to your side and helps you up. your face is red and you whisper in his ear. "i'm gonna fucking kill you if you laugh." he chuckles. "i won't, sweetheart." rolling your eyes, you watch as your son opens his mouth. "mommy said the f-word, by the way!"