You wonder when you started liking him. Was there even a specific point in time when you started liking Kenma? One thing's for certain, this feeling is not the same as the feelings you had towards anyone before.

Perhaps because you had grown up now, you've experienced a lot of things and you've witnessed people and heard their stories. Before, you thought it was just all roses and butterflies. But now you knew there are more than those sweet things that taste like honey.

'Live here with us. This place is too big for Suki and I, so live here with us' was what Kenma said earlier.

This place that had been your home for months now. You remembered the first thing you thought of when you first visited this place. You thought it was such a spacious abode yet as big as it is, it emanates a certain kind of warmth.

And that warmth came from the small girl living here, Suki, who lights up this expansive place.

"The other night I thought about going to that place," Kenma said, sitting with you on the couch.

"That place?"

"The park you promised Suki to go to when she got sick."

You remembered that time and nodded your head. "Ueno Park."

You wanted to go there because the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. And you thought it would be a great time to go there with Suki and Kenma. That time you just thought about going there because you wanted to make at least a few memories with Suki that will last and she can think of once she grows up.

Because that time you knew your time with her is limited, the days passed by into weeks much quickly than you would have thought.

But right now, after that confession and Kenma asking you to live with them, you realized there will be many instances when you can make a lot of memories that would last a lifetime.

"Yeah, that one, let's go this weekend," Kenma said before he moved closer to you and you unconsciously moved back but when he noticed it, he put his arm around your waist to prevent you from moving further.

"And I think it'd be a good time to tell Suki." He moved closer again, leaning close and you couldn't move back since his arm prevents you from doing so. "To tell her about her birth mother. And about the mother who will take care of her alongside me. You."

It hadn't been a few hours since you two shared that kiss and now he's kissing you again. You felt yourself being pushed back on the couch and you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

"Kenma..." you muttered, leaning back, your face starting to redden from the stimulating kiss. "I—I had no idea you would be like this."

"Like what?" You averted your gaze to the side but you didn't say anything and Kenma leaned in, his lips so close to your ear. "I told you I can go all night."

"Kenma!" you said, voice raise but your face flushing not out of anger but out of being flustered, especially when you heard his low voice so close to your ear like that.

And then you heard him chuckling as he leaned his forehead on your shoulder. You lifted your hand and brushed your fingers through his locks, his hair felt soft under the palm of your hand and Kenma instinctively leaned in to your touch as if he's asking to be touched more.

But it was cut short when Kenma's phone started to ring indicating an alarm and he sat up, taking his phone to look at the reminder that it's time to pick Suki up.

"I'll be off then," Kenma said, standing up.

"Alright, be careful."

He stopped before he turned back around. "Just be careful?"

"What?"

He turned his head to the side and you furrowed your brows for a second before you realized what he wanted and you burst out in laughter. As much as he thought how cute you were being flustered, this little gesture and needs from Kenma also made him look cute.

You stood up and planted a chaste kiss on his cheek before Kenma turned to face you and returned it with a peck on the lips.

"I like it this way," he said before he turned around, leaving you standing all flustered once all over again.

Fifteen minutes before Kenma left his place, Suki said those words to the man standing in front of her. The man had been staring at Suki for a while now and the little girl furrowed her brows.

"What do you want, mister?"

"Ah, sorry, I just thought you look like someone who's familiar to me."

"I thought mister was looking for his son," Suki said and the man chuckled as he scratch the back of his head.

"Right, I was looking for him."

"What does mister's son looks like?"

The man hummed for a second, putting a hand under his chin in a thinking manner before he spoke. "My son is quite a handsome boy, like me."

"Mister, my daddy's more handsome than you."

"I thought you said you don't have a daddy?"

Suki closed her mouth shut before she averted her gaze down. "Right, Suki doesn't have a daddy."

By then the man realized something as he sat on the swing next to her. "Did you get into a fight with you daddy?"

Suki shook her head, lightly swinging back and forth.

"Are you mad at your daddy?"

This time she nodded her head, still looking down.

"But that doesn't mean you no longer have a daddy. No matter how angry you get at him, he's still your daddy," he said, looking at the little girl who seems to be more sad than angry. "Without him, you wouldn't be here in this world."

"What does that mean, mister?" Suki asked, looking at the man as she tilted her head to the side.

"What I mean is, you shouldn't say you don't have a daddy. It might hurt your daddy's feelings if he heard that."

"But daddy said it first." Suki lowered her head again before her lips turned in a frown and she sniffed. "Daddy said Suki is not his daughter."

"What?" the man asked under his breath, surprised at what the little girl blurted out.

Until that surprise turned into panic when Suki started to cry.

"Look, that mister made the little girl cry," one of the kids in the playground said, pointing at them and the man panic even more.

"S-Suki-chan, can you stop crying? People might think I'm harassing you or something."

"Daddy's so mean!" Suki said, as if he didn't hear the man say anything at all as she continued to cry louder. "I know he's petty but daddy shouldn't say that Suki is not his daughter!"

"Y-Your daddy probably didn't mean it," he said, trying to console the girl. "Still, what kind of father would say that to their kid? If I see that man I'm gonna bea—"

"Dad!" a boy came running up to them and Suki's cry slowly subsided as she looked at the boy whom she recognized was the boy in her class.

"You're Suki-chan, right?" the boy said and Suki hiccupped before wiping her tears.

"H-Hiro-kun?" she asked in between hiccups.

"You two know each other?" the man asked, looking at Suki then to his son.

"Dad, did you make her cry?"

"What?! No!"

The boy looked back at Suki. "Did those kids bully you again?" he asked and Suki slowly shook her head. "Then why are you crying?"

Suki didn't say anything so the boy looked back at his dad. "So dad, you did make her cry."

"No, I didn't!"

Suki suddenly burst out crying again until the boy took her hand and Suki looked down on it. "Come, I'm going to buy you whatever you want so stop crying."

"I want ice cream."

"Your crying is so annoying," he said as Suki stood up from the swing. "I'll buy you ice cream."

The man watched as the two kids walk away and he sat there, pondering about how the little girl look like someone who was oddly familiar to him but he couldn't quite recall.

Until the two came back with two ice cream and Suki sat back down on the swing while the man stood up so his son could sit down beside Suki. And just as the two kids finished their sweet treat, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Suki," Kenma called and Suki looked up.

She didn't say anything as she walked past Kenma and towards his car. And as Kenma turned around, the man suddenly spoke.

"Are you her dad?"

Kenma stopped, not quite liking the tone from the man's question. "Yes. And what were you doing around my daughter?"

"Your daughter was crying because of what you said."

Kenma turned around to face the man, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at him. "I don't know what you're talking about," Kenma said before he turned back around and started to walk.

When he got near his car, just before Kenma could open the door, he looked back at the man who stares at him. For some reason, Kenma recognized the man somewhere but he couldn't recall where. And Kenma had no idea then, that the man is thinking the same thing, that he had also seen Kenma somewhere.

"Kozume," the man suddenly said, finally recalling the name. "You're Kozume, right?"

Kenma's brows furrowed. "Do I know you?"

Perhaps it's true when they say that people couldn't have everything all at once. When too much happiness always leads to sadness, perhaps Kenma had been much too happy lately.