Tetsuro Kuroo was known to be a calm, easygoing and laidback man. He likes to poke fun and provoke people at times and he'll happily say he's not scared of anything.

At least that was before he got kids. His life turned a whole 270 after having the two balls of sunshine that simultaneously teared him apart into pieces and completed his life.

“Hmh, Kyu-chan, don’t frown at Papa like that.” He groaned softly as the three-year-old toddler crossed her arms at him with a big pout.

Today, he’s late by an hour to pick up his babies at the local nursery due to dealing with overtime and his naggy boss and oh God– the never-ending paperworks. He knew his baby girl was gonna be upset with him as he rubbed his nape, soothing some tense muscles.

The worker at the nursery then passed his one-year-old baby to him with all his bags and neccessities. He bowed the worker and used one hand to pat Kyu’s hair while the other carried Yasu.

“Papa, had to work late. The work monster tied Papa up and didn’t let Papa see you.” He said with every dramatic effect to win her heart. His lips curve into a smirk when the little girl started to giggle.

Soon enough, they all arrived home. Tetsuro unlocked the door with a relieved sigh as he could practically smell your signature salt-grilled pike.

“I’m home.”