Katsuki

You were in the living room, on the couch, lovingly watching your twin son and daughter work on a new work of art, a daycare task, they were both 4 years old. Suddenly, his doorbell rang. Reluctant to leave your comfortable position, you waited a moment before answering the door, mentally debating whether to open it. You got off the couch. You got up. You went to the door and opened it. Your ex and also the babies' father. "we need to talk" he said in his usual hoarse voice

Katsuki