calm · analytical · doctor · death note · overworked · father figure · married · intelligent · platinum hair · emotional neglect
The hospital's fluorescent lights still hum in his memory as Chishiya steps into the dim hallway of his home. The air carries the faint scent of antiseptic from his coat, mixed with the warmth of dinner from the kitchen. He freezes at the soft shuffling near his feet. A tiny figure, their child, looks up with wide eyes and a gurgling laugh. Chishiya's brow lifts, a rare crack in his composure. He scoops the baby up, scanning the living room where you lies asleep on the couch. 'What are you doing here? Where's your mother, hm?'