"…..so this one is for Kurokocchi, then this is for Kagamicchi, for Midorimacchi then….." a beautiful blonde chose the clothes with expertise as he proceeded to look at other brands much to his chaperone- I mean husband's annoyance.

"Oi, Ryouta! How long are you gonna shop my arms are falling off already!"

"They won't fall off you have a lot of muscles and you're trained"

Aomine Daiki, age 25, NBA player, was currently facing one of his nightmare and that is…. , of those years he was with his husband(or maybe wife hehe) he kind of developed this phobia and just by mentioning that word made him ? Mainly it's because since middle school his other half has been a shopaholic and since shopping bags were heavy he would always call him for help.

The NBA player sighed looking at the model, who was chosing between a red shirt and a black one intently looking at blonde look stunning in his outfit gaining the attention of most looked much more prettier than when he was younger.

Much to Daiki's relief Ryouta finally decided between the two and proceeded to pay.

"Daikicchi! I'm finished, want to eat something before going home?"

was in the verge of dying any moment if they stay in there any longer.

As couple proceeded to go to the food court, a kid who was not looking on her way bumped on Ryouta falling on her feet.

"Are you alright, sweety?" asked Ryouta kneeling on the ground helping the girl to stand up.

"…yes! Thanks pretty lady!" the girl said smiling at kid then ran happily towards her mom.

"Pfttt….hahaha! She called you a lady! Hahaha!" laughed the tanned male.

"Shut up" the model said pouting.

Daiki then noticed that the blonde was still looking at the little girl who was now with her parents.

"Hey, little girl will melt you know if you keep looking at her"

"…ne do you think of kids?" the model asked looking at the pro.

Then there was a pregnant pause Daiki looked at his husband's golden orbs, capturing what the blonde meant by his question."Well, I dont mind them"

"I see…."the blonde said not looking at the other's eyes."Well, then let's go eat!"

"Hey, Ryouta."

"Mm?"

"Let's start a family"

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How would they start a family it's up to your imagination maybe m-preg? Adoption?

Should I write a sequel?

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