A cold breeze blew through the forest as a small girl ran through the woods. The pink ribbons in her hair snapped in the air as she huffed and puffed. As she neared the stone path to a small house, she yelled happily for the residents in the house. A petite looking figure stepped out with outstretched hands, and the girl collided into him.

“Papa!” she gave him a small slobbery kiss for she was missing a few teeth. Her father picked her up and kissed her back.

“Dada was telling me about the day he saved your life!” she giggled as they entered the warm house.

“Ah, Xiao qing” her father set her down and helped her take off the white snowy jacket she was wearing, “I see he left out the part where I saved his life” her father chuckled and hung up the jacket. As they walked into the living room, another figure walked into the house. He shook the snow out of his jet black hair before slipping off his jacket. He hung his jacket next the small white coat and a small smile crept onto his face.

“-you see I saved his life first” the small girl was all wrapped up in blankets and her cold little fingers being massaged by her “papa.” She squealed when her papa pretended he was trying to munch on her fingers,

“Story time?” Xiao qing gave her papa the bambi eyes, and he sighed.

“Why don’t we tell her the whole story?” the other man spoke up and Xiao qing chanted “yes yes yes” while the two men looked at each other.

“Are you ready for that?” the smaller man got up and looked into the teller's eyes.

“Luhan my love, it’s been 7 years, I think I’m ready.” the taller smiled back, his ever changing eyes a warm blue. Xiaoqing watched as her fathers exchanged words, she hid in the small blankets, and wondered if storytime was a bad idea. While Xiaoqing hid, Luhan traced the jagged scar on his husband’s collarbone, and kissed the small faint lines on his husband’s face.

“Okay” Luhan bit his lip and turned away from the love of his life to go back to his child.

“Xiaoqing” he pulled her from out of the blankets with a chuckle, “it’s story time.” His eyes sparkled as he looked back at his husband,

“REALLY?!” Xiaoqing screamed and fidgeted excitedly, “Papa! Dada! Really?”

“Yes” her Dada replied, “it’s about time we tell you our story.”