◤ 𝗗𝗲𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 | pǝjǝkʇǝp |
𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝚂𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍. ◢
↳ The one where (y/n) takes a job as a live in nanny for an emotionally unavailable single father.
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The ride back home was eerily silent. Even the twins who were passed out in the backseat from an overload of sugar, barely made a peep, except for their adorable little snores as they rest up against each other.
Rin seemed incredibly focused as he drove home— his hands gripped the wheel a bit tighter than normal, so much so that you could hear the leather crunch underneath his fingertips. The day had been tense enough as it is, but something else clearly went on after you had left the café.
"Are you alright?" you ask hesitantly, well aware of the way his face contorts into a doleful expression as he continues to drive home— no words being exchanged between the two of you until after you step foot in the house; the two of you take the kids up the stairs and into their rooms, with Reiko slumped over in your arms while she slept, and Reiki laid similarly in Rin's.
You're quick to meet him in his room where he sat quietly on the bed, his head hung low with his palms flat against his knees— deep in commiserating thought. How could he be so selfish? He hardly paid attention to the things that troubled you, especially your family affairs... he should have been more supportive, just as you've been to him.
"Rin, I need to know what's troubling you. We can talk about it."
There you go again— so sweet, and thoughtful... always thinking of him and the kids first before anything else.
