(Author: Heavy HEAVY headcanons for appearance and dad's character, just don't be surprised much. Pfp made by me wink)

When you left the room and went down to the first floor, you saw your father smoking by the open window. He turned around, staring at you with a tired but unwavering gaze. "What are you doing here? Do you know how late it is now?" He scold you,but in his tone you can’t hear the usual anger, rather fatigue.