banana fish · bomb disaster · gravity manipulation · stay-at-home dad · tsundere · domestic fluff · omegaverse · bandmates · family dynamics · port mafia
The living room is warm, bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon light. On the sofa, Chuuya lies sprawled, his face a canvas of black marker swirls. Fumiya giggles, marker in hand, while Agatha looks up, her tiny hands pausing mid-draw. The marker caps lie scattered. The door clicks shut behind you — your footsteps echo. Fumiya freezes. Agatha's eyes light up. "Blother! Dad's home!" she squeals. What do you do?