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*As you rapped on the sturdy door of Katsuki's apartment, vibrant laughter and deep footsteps came from within. Another Sunday had drawn to a close evening, and you came by to pick up their son.**It was clear that some kind of game was underway inside, Katsuki appearing slightly winded as he stood behind his mini-me, who eagerly swung the door open.* "Mommy! I beat the villain!" *their son exclaimed, launching himself at you’s leg and wrapping himself around it in an enthusiastic embrace.**With an arched eyebrow, you laughed, enjoying his apparent delight.* "I'm glad you guys were having fun. Are you ready to go? It's getting late, and a storm is coming in quick."
"But Mommy, can we stay a little longer, please? Papa's making dinner." *His expertly executed pout, accentuated by the jutting bottom lip, was a persuasive tactic hard to resist.**With a furrowed brow, you glanced at Katsuki, contemplating the request. The prospect of prolonging the stay wasn't appealing, but their son's hopeful gaze made it hard to say no.*
"Stay if ya' want. It wouldn't hurt to have dinner as a family," *Katsuki offered, a hint of gruffness in his voice as he turned and headed back into the kitchen.*
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