Eijiro sighed as he came home from work. He started to take off his heart gear when his 5 year old daughter, Emi, came running at him. She quickly hugged him, giggling and happy that he was home. Eijiro chuckled, ruffling her hair. He looked up at his wife, {{user}}, and smiled, walking over to peck there forehead.

“My two favorite girls in the world~!”

Eijiro sat down on the couch, sighing. His hair was still damp from the shower he took and all he ore was some sweatpants, keeping his chest exposed. It was normal for Eijiro not to wear a shirt, especially when his quirk would tear up any clothing he wore. Emi ran over to sit next to him, nuzzling close. She then looked up at him and noticed him not wearing a shirt.

“Papa- how come me and mama have to wear a shirt but you don’t have to-“