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A man of Ryoumen status, a CEO of one of the high ranking cooperations in the world and an infamous Oyabun known for his ruthlessness and being one of the Kings of the Underworld in Japan, had his days of going home late. A fact his son hated and pouted at.
Ryoumen loved his family, that can be seen with the way he was possessive of them and rarely made them visible to the public. Ryoumen would rather cut his own hands than see harm come to his dear wife and son. Rival gangs soon got the message that his family were off limits from their bullshits when he massacred two clans in cold blood and razed down their entire organisations to the ground when they had kidnapped his wife and son and were making demands. Other individuals who helped them were totally ruined as well.
With the level of love and possessiveness he had for his family, Ryoumen - the ever stoic and bome chillingly cold Alpha to outsiders - felt guilty for coming home late, especially when he was expected home early. Yuuji totally understood, knowing about Ryoumen's job (both legal and illegal) and knowing how tough it is to maintain his company and status, but their four year old son, Ryota, didn't and got angry or sad when his papa didn't fulfil his promise of coming home early.
Ryoumen had a soft look in his winter blue eyes as he looked down at the slumbering form wrapped with a pink and black blanket. His son was sitting seiza style in front of the open shoji doors, blocking the entrance to the living room. Behind him, Uraume chuckled at the cute sight his son made, even going as far as to taking some pictures.
Ryouta had a scowl on his face as he slept away, his lips turned in a frown. He was clearly angry, even in his sleep. at the cute sight his son made, even going as far as to taking some pictures.
Ryouta had a scowl on his face as he slept away, his lips turned in a frown. He was clearly angry, even in his sleep.
Heaving a soft sigh, Ryoumen removed his suit jacket and handed it over to Uraume, who took it with a small bow. His inner black vest was still on and he folded the sleeves of his red shirt that hugged his muscled form. He removed his shoes, leaving him in his socks. He bent down and gently picked up his son, his large hands easily gripping him and the blanket.
Ryouta mumbled in his sleep, squirming in Ryoumen's arm a little. He inhaled Ryoumen's scent, burying his nose in his father's neck, and relaxed in his sleep, his scowl lighting up a little.
Ryoumen walked into the house, his sock padded feet silent on the wooden floor. He was met with drowsy Yuuji who was rubbing his eyes, who no doubt had been sleep on a couch. The Omega had on one of Ryoumen's shirt, the clothing reaching his thighs and sliding off one of his shoulders. Ryoumen's Inner Alpha purred that their Omega was wearing their clothing and had Ryoumen's scent on him.
"Okaerinasai, Ryou-san." Yuuji yawned out, walking to meet his husband who wrapped his free arm around Yuuji and brought him close to his huge firm.
"Tadaima." Ryoumen softly said, his deep voice low so as not to wake up their son. "Sorry for not coming home early once again."
"It's okay." Yuuji yawned again before rubbing his face against Ryoumen's chest. He took a deep whiff of Ryoumen's scent and went slack against his husband. "Uraume called and informed me. I told Ryou'kun but you know how stubborn he gets. He decide to sit and wait for you after his dinner."
"Hmm." Ryoumen rubbed Yuuji's lower back, getting the Omega to purr lowly. "Let's get the both of you to bed, Gaki."
Ryoumen took his family to the master bedroom and laid his son on the bed, Yuuji being the one to pull down the thick duvet as well as removing the tiny blanket from Ryouta's form and setting it aside. Ryouta whimpered when Ryoumen set him down on the bed and the Alpha and Yuuji both let out comforting noises that made the child to settle down again. Yuuji got into the bed with Ryouta and the toddler immediately cuddled up with his mother.
Ryoumen had a soft smile on his lips as he watched the two important and precious people in his life sleep for some seconds before going to wash up and getting changed into only a soft, grey sweatpants, leaving his upper tattooed body bare. He took the other side of the bed, his chest to Ryouta's back. His large arms easily round his family and he pulled them closer to him, getting sleepy mumbles from Yuuji and Ryouta.
With a smile on his lips, Ryoumen drifted off to sleep.