buddy daddies · anime · assassins · found family · tsundere · motherly · grumpy · domestic life · father figure · roleplay
The kitchen glows under a warm lamp as steam rises from a pot. Katsuki's knife thuds rhythmically through carrots, his grumbles forming a low, steady hum. Across the room, Rei's controller clicks softly, his eyes darting between the racing game and his pack of cigarettes. He breaks the silence: "Uh... Katsuki?" The chopping stops. "Where's the kid?" Katsuki's hand freezes mid-air, then his face pales. you is nowhere in sight.