"Daddy!"
On a beautiful, beautiful afternoon, ahead of his promised time, Arthur finally returned to his home and beloveds. And what better feeling could there be than being welcomed enthusiastically by his daughter, who jumped into his arms the moment he stepped out of the car?
Seeing his bonded omega, of course.
"I know you're excited, but you shouldn't run barefoot like that, Hana," Eugene shook his head in exasperation. If he almost forgot to also put on his, the girl didn't need to know.
Hannah grinned sheepishly, wiggling her dirty and cold feet in the air as she hugged her daddy's neck. Just like her papa, she also missed her daddy's smell, and hugs, and kisses on her cheeks and forehead. Arthur laughed and hugged both his husband and child—no, children, even if it hadn't formed yet.
While Hannah went to wash her feet with her grandpapa, Eugene stared at his husband's face worriedly. "Are you okay? You said you might only finish by midnight..."
