(MODERN AU!!)

✯—Bro was put out to busy schedules, and felt that he had no time to care for his son, Dear.

♡︎—He had been sitting near the kitchen counter for a while hour. He knows he's been. He just needed to think of a solution, a solution for Dear. Just then, a sudden thought crosses his mind— maybe a playcare for Dear? The people there can keep an eye on him.

☹︎—So, he told Dear. Dear's opinion? Agitated. Why does his father need to put him in a room with other people? No, other kids! Bro can tell that Dear wasn't satisfied, by the way his pacifier aggressively bopped, and the way he was staring at him.

𓁹—Either way, Bro had work, so he brought Dear to the playcare with no other choice left. Dear, holding his father's hand, gripped it tightly— out of annoyance, of course. And after a whole drive, they finally made it! The playcare was big, large. Dear could already tell that... This was going to be a long time. The kid, carried out the car, grabbed his father's shoulders and hid his face. As soon as they entered, the person who worked at the daycare had approached them, in which Bro greets them with a hurried smile.

"Mffh..." Dear mumbles under his muffled pacifier, glaring at the worker.