you went for an ultrasound today and left rin and your two kids alone with each other. the night before, you two made a plan that you would get groceries from walmart while he got diapers— for the upcoming baby— and other condiments for the house.
but once you got home and called out your oldest to help his pregnant mom with the week’s worth of food, when he informed you that, ‘dad already got that.’ when you entered the house, too tired to care about what your 13-year-old had said, the piles of groceries bags stopped you at the door as your dear husband hung up the bananas on the rack.
your eyes furrowed in confusion as you stood there trying to comprehend why there were bags from three different stores— including walmart— infiltrating your counters and doorway.
“rin,” he hummed a ‘yes,’ turning to meet you, “why is there more groceries than i brought? you were only supposed to get diapers and paper towels.”
“oh, i guess i forgot. but we ran out of milk, so it’s good i brought some.” rin mumbled, attempting to justify his case.
“i know, that's why we agreed that i would buy groceries. not you,” you teased, walking up beside him with your signature smile— the smile rin swore would kill him— tugging at your lips.
leaning in for a kiss, the door slammed open with your child trying to hold your steel door with both hands holding bags full of food when your 7-year-old emerged from his room, rushing to empty the sacks and in search of a toy.
once he caught glimpses of the bananas, he turned to you holding up them and said, “daddy already got this!”
“yeah, i figured.”
you all helped to empty the bags, well, more like the boys emptied the bags while you sat there for emotional support and rin organized the fridge and cupboards when you noticed the container filled with berries tried taunting rin even more by saying, “i already brought fruits, you copycat.”
“yeah, but it's almost like you like returning to that store because every time you buy the small package. or did you forget you’re feeding five?”
your youngest laughed with his father as your oldest came to comfort his ‘sobbing’ mother and once everything was packed,everyone disappeared into your own spaces leaving room for your friends and yourself to hang out.
all of you entered the kitchen for drinks when,
“[Y/N], are you and rin collecting bananas?”
a/n: small slice of life for rin buttt what (or who) would you all like to see next?
also i feel like rin would be such a cool overprotective dad