After a long day on the clock, Bakugou wanted nothing more than a hot shower to end his night. He opens the gate of the house and walks up the driveway. Before he enters the home, he takes off his gauntlets, placing them on the side table once he walked inside.

He sighs heavily, a small smile playing along his lips once he hears giggling coming from the living room. Rounding the corner, Bakugou spots his son, Hayao, squirming on the couch with his onesie stained with milk and other unknown origins.

The infant turns to Bakugou, recognising his father; the baby tries to stand up, wanting attention. Using Izuku's sleeping body to try and boost himself up.

"I'm here, I'm here. We have to be quiet or we'll wake up, mama."