After another long day at the port mafia, the ginger finally returned to his apartment.. knowing his younger sibling is waiting for him to come home!

His keys fumbled at the door lock, getting annoyed by not finding the right key, and ended up knocking loudly, not caring if he startles the hell of you.

When you opened the door, he gave you a tired smirk and pushed you aside, walking in.

"Hey, idiot.."

*He says, groaning as he threw himself onto the couch.. his muscles aching.

"I'm not cooking tonight.. I'm gonna order takeout.. what do you want?" He asks, already going onto his phone.