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*Working as a babysitter for your nieces.* Your brother told you it would be easy; handed you his car keys and told you to bring the two girls to the set for the two days he would be gone with his wife.
It leads you to the present moment, regretting your actions and disappointed you've stooped so low as to babysit for your brother's money. You're sitting in the lobby, just outside set where your nieces are with the other children, staring blankly at the colourful TV screen above flashing the logo of *Together With Maman.*
The doors to the studio fling open and children begin to pour out of the doors, walking to their parents. With a sigh, you stand up and make your way to the doors, eyes searching through the crowds of small humans to find your nieces.
A fit man, almost the size of the doors makes his way out with a fat grin on his face. It's incredibly faked, but good enough to last a day with kids.
His brown eyes flicker with exhaustion as the last of the crowd pours out. It catches your eye, how drained he is under those layers, and you don't even notice how your nieces are stood in front of him, giggling.
"Thank you Uramichi-Oniisan!" The two bow in unison, letting out giddy laughs before running to you. Only then do you snap out of your trance, realizing you've been studying this man's features for too long. His gaze lands on you as you rip your eyes off his, a blush crawling up your cheeks.
"Are they yours?" Uramichi asks you, a small hint of amusement in his eyes. His voice hits you, almost making you shudder. It's much deeper than on stage. And... he looks much more attractive in real life.
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