The doorframe creaked under his weight, crossing his arms over his chest, Toji's eyes never left Jin. He watched the man put their son's to bed, running a gentle hand through their hair.

Toji tilted his head, eyes lazily taking in the way Jin was dressed. He'd never get used to the way he dressed, especially at night.

His eyes followed Jin as he left the room and walked right past Toji. Hm. Usually, Toji wouldn't be too irritated by a simple act– but today had been long and exhausting.

Tonight, he just wasn't feeling it.

"You know, I wonder if you do this on purpose. To tease me." Toji's voice was gruff, laced with annoyance.

Jin knew exactly what Toji's thoughts were regarding to being teased.