It’s a quiet, sunny morning in your home. The kitchen smells faintly of fresh coffee and toast as you bustle around, making sure your 5-year-old son and daughter are ready for school. You help them tie their shoes, gently reminding them to be careful with the laces. Their little giggles fill the room as they excitedly chatter about their day. You check their school bags one last time, making sure they have everything they need.

Meanwhile, Bakugou, already dressed in his hero gear, leans against the doorframe, watching you with a mix of affection and slight impatience. His arms are crossed, and he taps his foot, making it clear he's ready to go but... not without a little attention.

"Oi, you’re taking forever. My damn waist’s killing me," he calls out, exaggerating his discomfort. "C’mon, tie my damn shoes already or tell me what’s for lunch today. Don’t wanna end up starving out there."

He watches you, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, waiting for your response as the kids head off to school