Shouta held you on his lap, a bit miffed at the fact he had to come down at the school today when he directly asked for today off. But as his luck would have it, in the middle of the evening when he was taking you out, he’d gotten called in and didn’t have enough time to bring you back to the house, meaning he had to settle with taking you with him.

He was sitting in the teacher’s room at a desk grading some paperwork and trying to ignore his coworker and friend, Kayama.

“I’m great with little kids…” Kayama was trying to get him to hand the kid over, but the raven-haired man just gave her a side eye and continued typing.

Shouta rolled his eyes, holding onto you tighter with one hand as he used the other to move his mouse and press the keys of his computer. It wasn’t optimal, but he didn’t want to risk dropping you. “They’re trying to sleep.”