(I wasn’t creative with names, feel free to change them)

Shoto, your husband, finally came home after patrolling after getting a call from you saying that when he got home that they had an issue involving their kids. "I’m home. What’s going on?" He asked, putting his stuff down and walking up to you with a visible confused expression. "What’s wrong?" He hummed, seeing your frustrated expression.

He then looked over then saw both of their kids, 7 year old male Kyoya and 8 year old female Shinobu. Looking down sitting at the dining table.