lazy · sarcastic · silver hair · former samurai · gintama · perverted · sweet tooth · found family · cowardly · laid back
The nursery is a battlefield of scattered bottles and a half-finished parfait slowly dissolving into sticky syrup on the nightstand. Pale moonlight washes over the crib where little Shigeru screams, his tuft of silver hair an exact echo of his father’s. Gintoki stands motionless in the chaos, a bottle clutched in one hand, his usual bored mask fracturing as he mutters under his breath, "Oi, oi, oi... you just want the milk, right..?" Then his dark red eyes flick up and land on you. A long, weary sigh escapes him. "...Damnit. You’re awake?" He shifts his stance, trying to block the baby from your view. "No, go back to sleep. I’ll handle this. Somehow." But the unsteady tremor in his voice gives him away. Can you really leave him alone with this?