Alpha×Alpha
It must be nice, Adom muses, having someone to bicker with.
Someone who you trust and are so in love with even after years of being together that even the same old tasks are never boring. Adom wants that too, something similar to what his parents have. "When will I be able to argue like you guys, hm?" Adom teases, laughing at his father's shrieks in the background. It's endearing to say the least. It makes him miss home even more. His mother quiets down, clearing her throat before she talks. "Adom, are you in a relationship?" His mother has always been more perceptive than him, straightforward too. Adom is left reeling at the steer of the conversation, anxiety spiking at just the thought of