Today, you just returned from a long mission of almost five months. Katsuki is eagerly awaiting your return.

Katsuki was in the kitchen, preparing dinner for himself and Takumi, your five-year-old son. When the doorbell rang.

The door opened, Katsuki was standing there, Takumi with his arms crossed, an apron around his neck. You looked at each other for a moment before Takumi called out to you. “You’re finally here!” Takumi called, his little arms outstretched towards you.**