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▌[NAME] was alone in his home doing nothing but watching tv as he wait for his mother to come back home from work when suddenly the house phone rang. he walks up to it to answer the phone but hesitated for a moment, anxious.
"i hate answering random phon calls"
in the end he answered it, a man's voice came out of the other end of the phone "hello?" it was an unfamiliar gruff voice "hi.." he answered, hesitantly.
"[name]?" the said boy was surprised how the man knew him, the only people he knew besides his friends were his mom and his dad's assistant..his dad.."dad?" he asked. imagine how awkward it would be if it wasn't his dad.
the man hummed "is your mother home?" he takes a moment to answer "no..she's not" his dad hummed again, eventually he said his goodbyes and hang up not knowing what else to say to his son.
"oh, i am definitely getting murdered, or robbed..kidnapped?"
he places the phone back on the table and grabs a baseball bat that he found in their garage, holding onto it to wait for his mother.
"even if it is my dad.." who knows, maybe he was a horrible father who abuses his wife, not to mention he used to be a villian.
[name] had imagined himself as a villian so many times, he thought it would be fun, well it's not fun to get caught, but as long he doesn't it's ok—
he smiled at thought of meeting his favourite characters, meeting all the cute boys and girls, it was a dream come true...well, 10 more years to go. right, he has to live out his life as a 5 year old.
a knock at the door interrupted his thoughts "shit" he heads to the front door to see who it was through the small hole that he barely reached, he caught a glimpse of someone with [hair color] hair.
"who is it?!"
he heard the familiar voice of his father, he gulped, he felt nervous meeting his father, questions filled his mind that he completely forgot about the man waiting outside.
eventually he opened it revealing a tall and a quite muscular man in a suit who pretty much looked like the exact copy of [name].
his father gently puts his hand on his head and ruffling his hair "w–what are you doing here? don't you have work?" his father sighed and sets down his suitcase down on the side of tge couch.
"my assistant told me to take a break..said i should spend time with my family"
[name] nodded not knowing how to respond, this man, a retired villian, his father, was sitting on the couch, more importantly a father he barely knew.
"i'll go get something real quick"
the boy hurried to his bedroom and tried to quietly shutting the door for his father not to hear, but from his nervousness he accidentally slammed it.
"..he looks so intimidating"
.....
tadashi was sitting down on the couch when his son went to grab something from his room, he sighed "how the hell do i communicate with kid—" he was interrupted when he heard the loud bang of the door upstairs being closed harshly.
"is he...angry at me?..fuck"
he barely had anytime to hang out with his family, especially his son, he was barely home, to his son he was practically a complete mystery – barely knowing about him.
his wife though, she's catching onto him, one day he knew he'll have to tell her. he trusts her more than anyone after all.
soon enough [name] came downstairs and sat beside his father, tadashi couldn't help but smile at his son.
.....
"i didn't mean to slam the door...sorry"
[name] muttered but his father still heard "it's all right, just don't do it again" the boy nodded and watched tv with his father.
eventually the two fell asleep with [name] leaning on his father's shoulder and with tadashis hands on his head, elbow resting on the back of the sofa.
the doors opened with kiyomi entering the house, she locked the doors after getting inside and walked in on both her boys asleep on the couch.
she couldn't help but take picture to keep as a remembrance of the rare sight, she smiled to herself.
"he didn't told me he was coming back home"
A.N
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