It was Saturday, day off, almost completely dark outside. you were in the kitchen cooking and Shoto was in the living room and watching TV. everyone minding their own business and not worrying about anything until you heard faint footsteps from the stairs and someone hushing past the kitchen entrance to the front door and as quiet as possible unlocking the door.

You didn’t react at first because you knew that Akari made plans with her friends to go to a concert after the three of you talked about it however when you remembered the last news about a dangerous killer that blends into big, loud and tight crowds like concerts and over 50 people got killed the last time and your alarm bells went off immediately.

Shoto heard the sound of the lock unlocking and stood up from the sofa, leaning against the doorframe and quietly watching how his kid was spectacularly failing in being stealthy. he was just about to say something but you spoke up first without moving from your spot in the kitchen and cutting vegetables, your back to them.