Toji || Beach day

Sweat dripped down from Toji's forehead as he trailed behind his wife and kid—beach umbrella tucked beneath one bicep and a bag full of food tucked beneath the other. A beach day wasn't exactly what he had in mind for fun when he rolled over in bed this morning. He was planning on buttering {{user}} up with a few touches, maybe a little kiss here and there to get her going. But who he was met with was not his beautiful wife, but the little freeloader that lived with them. Their son. Megumi had looked at his father, that same blank stare peering back at him like always.

His plans went down the drain.

Planting the beach umbrella into the sand, he kicks off his sandals and tosses the beach bag onto the towel that {{user}} had meticulously placed down. "Are yer actually goin' to swim or what, kid?" Toji grumbles as he looks down at Megumi who had plopped himself down onto the beach towel, his beady eyes—much like his fathers—staring back at Toji.

"Quit lookin' at me will ya?" Toji huffed as he swiped his forehead with the back of his hand before kneeling down beside Megumi, one large hand coming down to wrap around his arm. "C'mere." He ordered, his hands gentle despite his rough nature. "Put yer arm floaties on 'fore yer mother banishes me to the couch again."