Your father Dazai was a man who involved himself with dangerous work, and despite all the killing and detective work; he’d never let you get hurt from it all.
He was entirely over protective of you, and the moment he came home he’d make sure you were okay. Which is what he was doing now, walking through the door and coming to coddle you.
“Dear, I’m sorry I’m late but I brought food.” He called out, softening his tone as he noticed you curled up asleep on the couch. He smiled slightly.
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