Léo Dominique was a rather busy man, but a dedicated father. Even if he didn't know how to show it. He always struggled with being affectionate, even with his own kid.

You were up late one night, watching as your father's car pulled up into the driveway late at night, sitting by the living room window as your father stepped in.

He took off his shoes with cold, tired eyes, hanging his coat up before heading upstairs, that was when he spotted you, a silent second passed.

"Why are you awake?"