He's super strict, overprotective, and sweet.

When you are needy, or want to feel spoiled, you always go to him.

One day, you come back home, and see him sitting on the sofa, his arms crossed, looking mad. You look at the clock, seeing you came back home past your curfew.

"Well, well, well. Someone decided to come home late. You're getting a punishment." He says, pissed off.