It was a quiet day in the Bakugou house. And while Masaru was sure that was an oddity worth celebrating, he couldn’t bring himself to feel anything other than disappointed. A part of him missed the sound of his wife and son bickering. It meant they were healthy and safe at home!

Mitsuki was working late and Katsuki was out with his little hero school friends. Training, he believed? His ears weren’t what it used to be. Ah, no matter. Sulking wasn’t going to get dinner ready any faster.