You laid on Kento's chest, staring at the wall as his fingers traced patterns on your skin. You took a deep breath in, snuggling into him more and shut your eyes. The last few days you've been thinking about your argument with Toji, thinking about your kids. It always made your stomach twist in knots thinking about it because all that you could remember were the bad times. Everything good you guys had started to diminish from your memory. Even when you weren't together, you two still couldn't properly be there for your kids. From the first arguments to the last, you'd always remember the look on their faces when things got loud.

"Hey, you okay?" Kento asked, caressing your back. You'd think this man is psychic with the way he could tell something was always wrong with you.

"Just thinking," you replied.

"Good things or bad things?" He questioned, looking down at you.

"About the kids, my family." Another deep breath filled your lungs as you sat up. You couldn't get a moments rest when it felt like your world was crumbling slowly in front of you.

"Sweetheart," he cupped your cheek, "you're a great mom to them. Just because you've had a couple bumps in the road doesn't mean a thing," he reassured.

"I know, but," you looked at him, "Toji." That name was all you had to say to Kento to make his smile drop.

"What about him?" He asked, sitting up.

"From the moment the arguments started and the divorced happened, it affected the kids so much. It still is and I'm scared it won't change. He's a good dad, he loves them so much, but me and him can never get level with each other," you explained.

"Why do you think that is?" His brows knitted together. He rubbed the pad of thumb across your knuckles, an attempt to soothe you. It was a hard pill to swallow, but you knew why you and Toji could never come to a compromise. It was clear there was still something there. The feelings, the attraction. It was hard to let go of that relationship aspect and focus on the co parenting aspect.

"I'm not sure," you responded.

"Talk to him about it, see if he knows." He shrugged. "I know you're probably thinking it'll just end in another fight, but it's worth a shot."

You sighed, running your hands down your face. "It will end in another fight, trust me. I've been through enough—"

"Ah, shit." Kento looked down at his phone.

"What?" You asked, puzzled.

"Work," he sighed. "I gotta get going, sweetheart." He planted a quick kiss on your cheek before getting out of bed.

"Wait, I thought you said you had a day off?" You looked up at him as he put his shirt on.

"Yeah, I know, but, it's work. Not much I can do," he chuckled.

"You said the same thing yesterday when it was supposed to be your day off." Your brows furrowed.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry. I gotta go." He planted another kiss on your cheek and cheek walked out the bedroom with his coat in hand. You sat there on the bed, watching him disappear. The front door open and shutting seconds after, leaving you in silence. Lying back down on the bed, you reached to the empty side. Guilt consumed you when images of Toji lying beside you flashed before your eyes instead of Kento. Quickly, you retracted your hand and turned the other way, pulling the blankets over your body.

"Mmm, daddy this ice cream is so good!" Naya licked her lips, trying to get the excess ice cream around her mouth.

"Yeah?" Toji chuckled, grabbing a napkin. "It's my favorite." He wiped her mouth.

"It's my favorite too! Can I have more please?" She smiled up at him, a smile he could never say no to.

"Of course, baby girl." He gave her another spoonful, watching her eyes light up when she got a fudge brownie piece. "How's your ice cream, Megs?" Toji asked.

"Pretty good. Should've gotten gummy bears." He slightly frowned, stabbing at contents in the cup.

Toji decided it would be nice to take the kids out for a while after what happened. The last few days everyone was in a bad mood, grouchy and exhausted. He hoped getting ice cream would help bring out their smiles again, even if it was winter time. He was trying his hardest to keep it together for his kids, for you as well. He thinks about you more than he likes to admit. How could he not when two of your kids are sitting in front of him? He can't explain why he still feels the way he does about you, but he knows it's genuine. But he's also aware he deserves to see you happy with someone that isn't him. He let your marriage fall apart, risking everything he's ever cared about.

Toji also hates to admit that he thinks about your new boyfriend a lot too. He doesn't know the guys name or what he even looks like, but he knows you wouldn't just go for anyone. Late at night he stays up and thinks about all the things you're doing with your new boyfriend that you did with him and jealously building up in his heart. He thinks about the way he used to make you smile and laugh and wonders if your new boyfriend is doing the same. He thinks about if he's holding you at night, touching you, kissing you. Toji thinks about a lot of things, but the main thing that sits at the back of his mind is does he know where your heart truly lies?

That night, Toji saw it in your eyes. You almost gave into him like you did many times before. He knows it's wrong, but he wants you back so badly. He craves you so badly. He knows you like the back of his hand, and he knows that you think about him too. Whether that be in love or hate, he knows he's still on your mind. It's wrong for him to want you to himself, to want all of your attention after he's tried to rid himself of it so many times by trying to find you in other women. He was wrong to think anyone could replace you.

He doesn't care about the arguments, about the fights, you'll both work on that. You could scream at him, hit him, call him names, and though it would hurt, he'd still love you as much as he did before. You were his woman.

"Dad, can we get mom some ice cream before you bring us back?" Megumi asked.

"Yeah, yeah, sure." He pulled the money out of his pocket, handing it to him.

"I know her favorite! I wanna buy it!" Naya tried reaching for the money.

"You're too little, Ny-ny!" Megumi walked away towards the front counter.

"Mmmm, so mean," she whined, folding her arms across her chest.

"It's okay, peanut, next time you can get mommy something else." He pinched her cheek. "Now wipe that look off your face," he laughed.

"Mommy, mommy!" You heard Naya's voice as you unlocked the door. She stood there with a big grin, staring up at you. You bent kneeled to her height and she jumped in your arms. "Hi!"

"Hi, baby. Have fun?" You asked, standing up straight with her on your hip.

"I did, we got ice cream and I tried daddy's favorite and now it's my favorite!" She nodded.

"Oh, really?" You quirked a brow. "I thought your favorite was cookies and cream?"

"Not anymore." She shook her head. "Now it's chocolate fudge brownie."

"Chocolate fudge brownie, wow, you are advancing your tastebuds, baby girl," you chuckled, earning a giggle from her. "Go put your things away, okay?" You put her down as Megumi came walking up from the car, Toji behind him.

"Hi, mom." He gave you the smallest smile.

"Hi, sweety." You kissed the top of his head. "Who's that for?" You asked, looking at the half melted ice cream in his hand.

"For you. I asked dad if I could get you one and he gave me the money. It's your favorite," he answered.

"Awe, thank you!" You gave him another kiss and hug. "Put it in the freezer for later." He walked past you and into the house. "Thanks for the ice cream." You cleared your throat, looking at Toji.

"Yeah, no problem," he plainly responded. "I want to apologize for the other day. I stepped out of line."

"It's fine." You pulled at the hem of your shirt, playing with the fabric. That feeling began to settle in again the longer you stayed out her with him—feeling like it was only you two in the world. Each stolen glance a showcase of your nervousness. You were thinking about what Kento had said, to take a chance and speak with him about finding a leveling plane for you two. You wanted you and Toji as parents to work out so bad, you were tired of past problems getting in the way of what came first, but at the same time you were afraid that it was going to end up how it always did. Wherever his head was at in this dynamic was different from where yours was. "Do you think we can talk?"

"About?" He stuffed his hands in his sweater pocket, cheeks red from the cold air.

"The kids. About us as parents. I want us to find a level playing field," you explained.

"Only if we don't have to do it in this cold," he chuckled.

"Right," you laughed along with him, "sorry, come in." You walked back into the house with him following behind you. He shut the door, removing his coat. It felt like forever ago since the last time Toji was inside your house. "I'm just gonna get the kids ready for bed and then we can talk, okay?" You stood there only a few feet from him.

"Take your time, mama." The nickname slipped out, another habit he was trying to break, but you didn't seem to mind. He watched you walk away down the hall. Everything inside of him was screaming not to fuck it up this time, to say something that would cause a war. It was about your kids, about you guys as parents, a conversation that was long overdue. Hopefully, it'll show improvement in rebuilding your family.