Madara didn't know what to expect when he came back home from work to weird noises. He opened the front door and was greeted by a silent house but from the noises coming from the general diction of the bathroom. He raised an eyebrow, suspicious and confused, and quietly pattered towards the direction of the noises only to be faced with the most ridiculous sight ever.
Hashirama was sitting inside the tub, his hair pinned in a messy bun with some damp strands stuck to the back of his neck, forehead and cheek, and making small croaking sounds while moving around a green rubber frog in a jumping motion. Haruki, their perfect baby Queen, was silently watching everything, big round black eyes fixed on the colorful frog in awe, and sitting in Hashirama's lap, her back against his chest and soap bubbles in her hair and all around them.
Madara was able to take only one picture before bursting out laughing at how ridiculous Hashirama was. His daughter joined him with her perfect trilling giggles, Hashirama smiled happily and Madara gladly kneeled outside of the tub, not giving a single shit about his pants getting soaked in soapy water.
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