The morning Kaisan left for his school trip, the house felt unusually quiet.
Jay watched him board the bus, waving frantically as he joined his classmates.
"Have fun, baby! Listen to your teacher!" she called, waving.
Keifer lifted his hand too, watching Kaisan disappear into the crowd.
When the bus finally drove away, a quiet settled over the house.
Jay exhaled deeply, looking at Keifer. "Well… now we have the house to ourselves."
Keifer's lips curved into a slow smile. "Finally. Just you and me."
They moved closer naturally, the tension of months—no, years—finally finding release.
Keifer's hand brushed against hers, lingering longer than necessary.
Jay leaned in, their eyes locking. "I… I missed this," she whispered.
Keifer's thumb traced her cheek gently. "I missed you… all of you. Every little part I couldn't have before."
They sat together on the couch, bodies close. Jay's hand rested on Keifer's chest, feeling his heartbeat, steady and warm.
Keifer's arm wrapped around her, pulling her into a gentle hug. "You feel like home," he murmured.
Jay tilted her head, brushing her lips softly against his chest. "And you… you make me feel safe. For the first time in years."
Slowly, their kisses grew longer, softer, more intimate.
Keifer's hands slid to her waist, holding her close without rushing, without force—just a gentle, steady rhythm that spoke of years of unspoken longing.
Jay melted into him, fingers tangling in his hair, lips meeting his in a dance of trust, passion, and tenderness.
The quiet house wrapped around them as their intimacy deepened.
Every kiss, every touch, every whispered word reminded them of what they had lost and what they had finally found.
Hours passed unnoticed.
Jay rested her forehead against Keifer's shoulder, breath mingling, hearts syncing.
"I never thought… I'd feel this again," she whispered.
Keifer pressed a soft kiss to her temple. "You will always feel it, Jay. And now… we have time. Time for us. Time for this family."
Outside, the wind rustled gently, but inside, the world had narrowed to just them.
For the first time since Kaisan's birth, Jay and Keifer could love freely… fully… without interruption.
And it was perfect.
The day Kaisan returned from his school trip, the house was filled with laughter and chatter.
Kaisan ran inside, backpack bouncing, eyes bright. "Mom! Dad! I'm back!"
Jay smiled, tears in her eyes, and Keifer scooped him up instantly. "Welcome home, little man. Did you miss us?"
Kaisan giggled, hugging them both tightly. "Of course! I missed my family!"
That evening, Jay and Keifer stood together in the living room, Kaisan between them, small hands holding theirs.
"Today… I think it's the perfect day," Keifer said softly, smiling down at Jay.
Jay looked up at him, heart full. "Yes… with him here. It feels… complete."
They exchanged vows quietly but meaningfully, with Kaisan proudly standing as their witness.
"I promise to love you, respect you, and be there for you… always," Keifer said, his voice steady but full of emotion.
"I promise to love you, to trust you, and to build our life together… with all of us," Jay replied, eyes shining.
Kaisan clapped his tiny hands. "Yay! We're really a family now! Forever!"
Keifer bent down, hugging him. "Yes, baby. Forever."
Jay joined the embrace, and for a long moment, the three of them stood together, hearts beating as one.
Life settled into a beautiful rhythm.
Kaisan grew up surrounded by love, laughter, and care from both parents. Jay and Keifer built a home filled with warmth, joy, and countless small moments of happiness.
Evenings were spent playing games, reading stories, and sharing quiet whispers of love.
Jay's playful, childish side bloomed fully around Keifer, while he remained patient, protective, and endlessly devoted to both her and their son.
Kaisan often teased them about their little romantic moments, but it only made the bond between the three of them stronger.
"Mom, Dad… you two are the best!" he would say, hugging them tightly.
Years passed, and every day felt like a new beginning.
Jay, Keifer, and Kaisan—finally, truly, completely—were a family.
And in their home, love wasn't just felt… it was lived, laughed, and cherished, forever.