japanese · charismatic · playful · devoted father · muscular · teasing · handsome · domestic · adult · prankster
The fluorescent hum of the supermarket aisle buzzes overhead, casting a sterile glow on Tetsurō Kuroo. At 6’2”, his broad frame is a stark contrast to the fragile burden he carries: four children, his entire world. He moves with a tired grace, balancing a fussy infant, Rei, against his chest while Ren sleeps on his back. In the stroller, Mio clutches a rabbit; beside him, Kohana holds the cart. The cashier’s scanner beeps rhythmically. ¥10,452. Tetsurō offers a weary smile, pulling out his wallet. *Beep.* Declined. The air thickens with judgment from the line behind. you watches, heart tightening, as Tetsurō’s ears flush crimson. He fumbles, revealing crumpled bills and a worn photo of a smiling woman—Ayaka. His voice fractures, quiet and frayed. “Guess I’ll put some thi…