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Several camera shots are shown as the rooms are displayed, the footage zoom transitions into a dimly lit room. The camera shifts to a futon, a king size futon with a huge blanket covering bodies, suddenly there’s a baby cry that instantly makes a huge figure move to comfort the infant.
[Oh my, what did he do to quiet the baby down?] The female commentator asks with wonder as the camera zooms into the figure carrying the baby who seems to quiet down at the instant embrace. The huge figure checks his phone for a second and checks around the blanket where there are two puffs of white.
[I wonder who this superman is.] She says as the camera moves to the huge figure’s movement as the figure drowsily walks out and as the figure steps foot down the stairs into the living room, the first thing the camera catches is the unique silver hair strands then zooming out; it is the famous actor, Sakata Gintoki!
(‘You’re dead meat! You didn’t think I’d find you? ACCKKKK STOP THE CARRRR’) Gintoki shrieks as his character is being choked in the scene by a car window. And the woman — Tsukuyo — gasps.
[He can do comedic acting…]
(‘I wanted to protect you…’) Gintoki sincerely says, glass lid eyes daringly near to let tears out as he smiles softly.
[A tear jerking melodrama for the ladies… as well as historical drama! Handsome actor Sakata Gintoki that no matter the genre he plays in captivates you! We look forward to seeing how Gintoki looks after his children.] The female commentator says cheerfully.
[Sakata-san, you can start with your name, and children's names.]
“Right, names’ Sakata Gintoki, I’m an actor, I’m a father of two cheeky brats, this here is Hikaru,” Gintoki says playfully as he ruffles the whining child’s silver locks, “and this is Asahi,” he continued as he bounced the jet black hair baby who responded with a giggled of delight.
[Alright, so were you a fan of this show?]
“I wasn’t a fan of the show to be honest, my wife enjoyed watching it from time to time when we had both day offs, during the times me and my wife were trying to conceive our kids, we had our few disagreements and fights.” Gintoki could remember clearly that when Toshirou came back home from work, tension was a little high since from morning Gintoki and Toshirou argued, deciding that he didn't want to press on the wrong buttons that would cause the raven to snap instantly, he fixed them both dinner.
Toshirou had broken the tension by asking him what he was watching on the T.V since all he could see was a baby girl crying because she got scared from a bug that flew on her arm and stuttering in a mix of Japanese and Korean as her small chubby hands clung to her father — who was practically laughing at his own daughters suffering — Gintoki commented that it was a random channel and if he wanted to change it, he could do so. Yet, Toshirou shrugged it off, though he scoffed, “somehow, I can imagine you doing this bullshit,” and decided to continue watching it. And recently, he’s been hooked with this show, chuckling from time to time.
When the silver-haired actor asked him why he liked the show, the raven shrugged and vaguely answered with a “it's surprisingly hilarious”. Right, so watching a dad trying to entertain his kids but ending up slipping down his ass while his twins watched and wondered what the fuck was going on was surprisingly hilarious?
Are you okay, writer-san? Did you snort cocaine before this?
[I see. What made you join the show then, Sakata-san?]
“Mama and Appa made a bet! Mama said that—” Gintoki cupped the young silver child’s mouth before he could say anything more.
Toshirou was definitely going to kill him after this.
Either that or he would be sleeping on the couch for a week again. Gintoki begged to any deity above to not let the crew screen this part on live TV, he wouldn’t stand being blue-balled again.
[P-pardon?]
“Hikaru, what did mama and I say about listening to adult conversations again?”
“Oh— oops, sorry!”
“Mama?” Asahi babbled, turning her small head up towards Gintoki with curiosity, Hikaru turned his attention towards his father, “wAiT- appa, can me and Berry go to mama? Can we?” He chirped, his steel-blue eyes beaming expectedly. Using his right arm, Gintoki patted the child whilst his left arm held the baby that kept babbling, whispering softly, “you’ll see mama later.”
“I wanna see him now!” The silver haired child whined. His steel blue eyes filled with yearning.
“Mama’s at work, you'll see them later, Hikaru.” Gintoki explained as he tried to hold the other whining brat.
[Maybe we should continue the interview later…]
[Um, well, moving on, how did you and your wife meet?]
“We met at college, I was studying — at that time, liberal arts — my friend Tatsuma called me to hangout at this drinking party, and who wouldn’t say no to free drinks?”
[Is that so? What happened next?]
“Simple, I hangout with my friends and out of nowhere, and my other dumb friends forced us to a drinking contest and the rest was history.” Gintoki chuckled, remembering how chaotic the whole group party was with the other classes joining Sakamoto’s bullshit for a bet in a drinking game.
He challenged Kondou and Gintoki to a drinking contest and Kondo fired back with a "if he joins, I'm bringing Toshi!” In a drunken hazy, although Toshirou tried to hush Kondo by saying, "you’re drunk already, you don't really need more drinks for a huge headache tomorrow, Kondo-san," that didn’t stop the gorilla rather it fired him up more and so they did the drinking contest, majority of them literally puked which wasn’t a surprise seeing as ridiculous it was.
Yet, he had never been so captivated by the raven’s gentle laughter at the utter stupidity because of his own friend, with soft blue eyes along and a flushed face from all the alcohol.
“No, but being real, if I didn't go to that drinking party and do that stupid drinking contest I wouldn't happy as I am right now.” Gintoki said as he played with his silver ring. He wondered what his mayora thought after this interview.
The interviewer nodded, as she continued on.
[That sounds romantic! I see why your wife married you, so how long have you been married, Sakata-san?]
“Toshi and I married in our late twenties so, around 6 years.” Gintoki scratched his head as he counted on his fingers.
[Late twenties?]
“Yes, married when we were both 28.”
[I see, moving on to the kids, how old are they?]
“Hikaru’s 4 years old and Asahi is 9 months.” The silver-haired said as he opened his photo to show a picture of a three-year-old Hikaru grinning happily with a newborn Asahi in Gintoki’s arms. That day was honestly messy; still dressed in his pink pajamas — there were looks thrown at him but did he care? No — when he drove Toshirou into the hospital when the contractions were painful for him. Tears were shed in both births — Hikaru's and Asahi’s — as well as nervously sweating his ass off and waiting for the safe delivery of his child and his husband; Hikaru didn’t really grasped how heavy the situation was as he kept smiling, wanting to be hugged by Toshirou many times before he came into labour and babbling loudly when Otose held him in the other room to distract the little child from running inside the room, stressful and quite physically draining, albeit it was a memorable day that he would surely take to his grave.
The camera pans out, taking in the sight of the big living room — the floor is padded with baby mats — a baby bouncer, walker and a box of toys in the corner; Gintoki yawns, drowsily walking and looking around the room while the baby in his arms lays their head on his broad shoulders, still sleepy from waking up.
[Everything sounds eerily quiet…]
Gintoki walks further, going into the kitchen, he finds plenty of short notes that are stuck to the fridge and sees another short note.
- Hey perm-head, if you are already awake then you're probably reading this letter, wake up Hikaru, he wakes up late if I don't wake him up, and it should be around 7:17 AM — his daycare starts at 8:30 AM — since I know you guys are heavy sleepers. I’ve already cooked food since midnight, you just need to heat it up and make sure to give Asahi some small Okayu since he is a little feverish.
- Hikaru’s lunch is in the fridge along with yours, check in the side table.
- Asahi’s sleep schedule is usually 1 hour and around afternoon. Make sure to give her medicine at 2:30 PM after her nap.
- Just in case you forgot, Asahi’s milk formula is 100ml of hot water, 160ml of cold water, add 40ml of liquid formula.
Suddenly he was starting to rethink about this shooting.
- Do the laundry and cook some food for the kids — the cooking book from Otose-san is on the left side of the book shelf — take Sadaharu for a walk please? He gets whiny and loud when he doesn’t get his daily walks.
He blinks multiple times when he reads the last sentence while trying to register in his head, glancing at the sleeping baby in his arms.
- P.s: Don’t call me often. Unless it's for emergencies.
Gintoki steps away, going to the living room, his hand already with his phone dialing up a number.
“What’s going on? Have you left already?”
“Yeah, I already left 1 hour ago.”
“Oh… you did leave…” Gintoki quietly laughs in disbelief.
“Dumbass, don’t tell me you forgot that you had a shooting?”
“ No, no, I thought you’d be with the kids since today was your day off.”
“No? My day off is tomorrow, are you sure you're awake? Also has Asahi woken up? She usually wakes up at this time.”
“I-no, wait, yes, anyways, yeah, she’s with me, she has a small fever but her temperature is going down.”
“I see, get a doctor’s check up please, she doesn’t want to eat her favourite foods so I’m getting worried about it.”
“ Okay, hang up the phone so berry doesn’t have to hear your nagging.”
“Whatever, bye.”
“Love you toooo.” Gintoki coos all lovey-dovey-esh, ending the call.
Glancing down at the sleeping baby as he puts his phone in his pocket. The silver haired man sighs.
“Berry… we’ve been abandoned.”
Going back into the room, Gintoki places the sleeping Berry in the large bed, and carries Hikaru to wake him up. Gintoki tenderly rubs circles on Hikaru’s back and slowly the child begins to drowsily open his eyes. “Appa…?” Hikaru yawns, nuzzling his head comfortably on his father’s neck inhaling his comforting scent, “where’s mama?” With Gintoki replying back that he’s at work right now.
“Did you sleep well?” Gintoki asks, sitting down while he waits for Hikaru to wake up from the drowsiness. He wondered how Toshirou would usually do this every morning.
“Yes~” Hikaru replies in Japanese.
“Come on, we have to get ready, Hi-chan.”
It cuts to Hikaru being carried into the bathroom to take a bath with Gintoki dressed in a sleeveless white T-shirt and shorts.
[Oh my…]
The female commentator says, taken aback from the beefy broad structure — the water wetting the white T-shirt thus exposing his chiseled abs. His strong arms, callous veiny hands scrubbing Hikaru's chubby cheeks as he applies a special shampoo for Hikaru’s curls — of Gintoki’s physique, not to mention the unshaven chin that made him appear rather…
scrumptious
attractive.
[Do you work out?]
“Yeah, it keeps me productive with the recent series and since I've got hyper kids, I usually workout with my wife if they aren't busy with work, exhausted or if they wanna do yoga with me.”
[Wow, you two are really romantic!]
He doesn't mention the numerous times of him and Toshirou fucking while doing their ‘exercise’ or ‘yoga’. He pushes back the memory of fucking Toshirou; a drool running down his chin, legs spread and one of them resting on his shoulder while he buried his large cock in him.
Gintoki nods with a friendly smile.
After taking a shower, the silver-haired man gets some clothes for him and Hikaru to wear outside, as he's trying to wear his hoodie, he looks to see if is his son is wearing any clothes. “Oi—! That's not how you wear your shirt Hi-chan!” The shirtless — the camera zooms closer to Gintoki’s body — Gintoki explains since he has to stop the sleepy Hikaru from inserting his t-shirt through his chubby legs. After finally getting Hikaru ready and dressed up, Gintoki goes to check Berry. Berry’s giggle is heard along with a bark, “Sadaharuuuu!!” Hikaru screams, he jumps on the bed enthusiastically causing Berry to bounce and laugh more. “Hi-chan, careful with the jumping thing, you might hurt Berry.” Gintoki reminds. Putting on the hoodie. The camera changes angle to another large figure that has the blanket off; a huge ball of cloud. Hikaru grins at his baby sister. Nuzzling their foreheads together, Berry’s delightful babble doesn't go unnoticed as she's smothered by two huge clouds.
[Woah, such a big dog!] The female commentator gasps.
Sadaharu barks happily, playing the children while Gintoki goes into the kitchen to check in the fridge on what Toshi made for them, he finds Yubuchobap with a side of stir fried vegetables, Gintoki checks to see if there’s any rice left and he’s glad to see a cooked hot steaming rice, moving swift since he wants to save some time, he places the food into the microwave to heat it up.
“Hi-chan, come outside, there's gonna be food ready from mama!”
“Later appa! I wanna still play with Berry and Sadaharu!!”
Hikaru presses his head gently onto Berry’s forehead, it's a small gesture that he’s learnt from his mom when he was a baby, whenever it was his bedtime or if he woke up early in the morning, Toshirou would press his forehead against Hikaru’s forehead and Hikaru would rest his head against Toshirou’s scent gland smelling a comforting sweet scent that envelope around him like a warm blanket, coercing him to fall back asleep, he saw Toshirou do the same thing whenever Berry cried or if she was hyper. Ruby eyes sparkling in wonder and she smiled, giggling happily as she bit Hikaru’s nose in return.
[How would you describe Hikaru and Berry?]
“Hikaru is hyper, chaotic and plays rough with me and his mom but never with his sister, it seems like he knows that he has to be gentle with her so I often see him just reading small tales or singing to Berry, Berry is quiet, she is chic and posh, loves to listen to music and observes the things around her as though she’s in a deep thought but she’s got a contagious cute grin whenever she’s happy.”
Sadaharu is an energetic dog, from a general view he’s a fluffy cute dog and he really is. He knows just like Hikaru how to play, be gentle and playful to the kids but on the rare chance of him being scary was that incident with a stalker of Gintoki. Somehow a fan had found out where they lived, when Gintoki and his family went on a vacation to his father’s house in the countryside. Their house got ransacked, some articles of Toshirou’s clothes and his went missing but that didn’t stop only there. Moving houses wasn’t the hardest decision that they agreed, just the audacity of that bastard to try to get close to Toshirou and his kids.
It happened at nighttime, coming out of the convenience store, Toshirou got back home with the kids and that damn bastard came, trying to act as his “friend” from college and try to lure the kids with candy and sweets. That bastard got lucky with Toshirou being the one to handle him, if he had been there, Gintoki would’ve murdered him.
Nowadays, Sadaharu glared and growled if any stranger got too close to Toshirou and their kids.
[What do you think was the hardest part in your life?]
“Probably getting my first award from my first historical show,” Gintoki pauses for a moment as he remembered those days, Toshirou had finally gotten away from his family with no strings behind to start a new and better life with him. Him and Toshirou barely got by with their bills, it was the start of Gintoki’s acting and he’d been told about his receiving his first award which prompted an anxious Toshirou to be overthinking and worrying about things, they did have a serious conversation about Gintoki’s work — not remembering all the details — at the end of the conversation, Toshirou looked away from him as he timidly said that he was pregnant which in turn made Gintoki anxious but swell in happiness.
Hikaru was merely a few months, when finally he was getting into his suit inside his dressing room, Toshirou was with Hikaru — breastfeeding him with a locked door in the dressing room so that no one could enter the room unknowingly and then stare at Toshirou,
only Gintoki could do that, excuse him also trying his hardest to not to grow a boner was very hard for him. Can you blame him though?? Toshirou looks so hot breastfeeding Hikaru like it puzzles Gintoki how the fuck do husbands stop loving their partners after giving birth? The fuck? Toshirou looked so erotic with a light blush on his face as he looked loving at their son, his pink nipples perked up and white-milky-liquid leaking
— when Toshirou tried to leave with a peck on the lips as ‘goodluck!’ he wasn’t having it, he pulled the raven haired into a passionate kiss with a hand covering Hikaru’s eyes. Before it could escalate into something else, Hikaru whined causing Toshirou to stomp on his foot to let him go.
Getting more awards, Hikaru started walking during those days and he wasn’t able to go home to spend his time with their son and Toshirou much. It was getting a bit harder for him since he wanted to be with Hikaru and especially take care of Toshirou since he’d gotten pregnant again — he should wear his clown makeup for not being able to keep it in his pants — though a fond memory he had before the night of his award was him and Toshirou in bed, the dim lights surrounding their bodies.
“Think we’ll be okay?”
“Yeah… our baby knows that too, you can do it.”
Toshi’s smile along with his hand over his growing bump made Gintoki’s heart swell with love.
[I see, would that mean that after receiving the award, it helped you?]
“Definitely, I was able to get more shows.” After he’d gotten those awards. He didn’t give much thought about them as he dropped them to the ground when he saw Toshirou’s sleeping figure next to a small strawberry cake that looked sloppy — quite similar to a child who had been playing and slapped all the ingredients to bake it — with a small note.
“Congratulations on your award honey.”
He hugged Toshirou’s sleeping figure and carried him — bridal style of course — whispering a lot of thank you’s and I love you’s as he felt hands caress his silver lockets.
“I’m thankful for my wife and my kids who supported me from the beginning. It was hard to do acting when we barely had money to go by but I’m glad that they helped me through it all.”
“Hi-chan, do you remember going to the beach with mama? I threw them in the sea too.” He brags. Taking a piece of kimchi into his mouth.
“Appa, just accept that mama beat you in racing!”
“Nuh-uh, it's only fair and square after they tried to drown me.”
The sun rays were bright when he stepped into the genkan of his childhood house, he held Hikaru — he was 10 months — sleeping peacefully as he nuzzled his head closer to Gintoki’s scent gland. He carried Hikaru into his childhood bedroom; most of all of his old toy and blanket were there; a huge worn-out strawberry stuffed toy and a cherry-blossom patterned small blanket that Shouyo had bought for him years ago, Hikaru would tightly embrace when he fell asleep. He was so small back then, somehow Gintoki found himself putting his whole hand on Hikaru’s face, smothering his chubby cheeks. And in retaliation Hikaru would crawl and put his whole body on top of Gintoki’s face, waking up by being suffocated by your own baby is an unique way of greeting mornings.
“Got you.” Gintoki said in a monotone as he pressed his index finger and thumb on Hikaru’s chubbiness causing the baby to stop whatever he was doing and just stare at his father with a ‘what are you doing, father?’ confused expression and received a fist bonked on the back of his head from Toshirou when he got caught doing it again whilst Hikaru napped.
“Stop playing with your son’s cheeks like that, and stop staring for such a long time, you might wake him up, let him sleep too.”
“But he’s so chubby, that’s like expecting me to not eat parfaits for a whole year!”
“Why are you comparing him to a parfait?!”
Shouyo commented that he was glad that Gintoki had found himself a mate and “somehow managed to conceive a child” with Toshirou, he was incredibly fortunate — ‘ thanks dad, whatever that means’ was what Gintoki wanted to say but held his tongue back as he didn’t want to be bonked in the head again, he could only take so much bonks from Toshirou, please — he thought that his son would die alone!
Checking his phone, Gintoki almost chokes on his food when he sees the time.
8:14 AM.
His daycare starts at 8:30 AM.
“Hi-chan, we have to hurry up, we’ve got who-knows-how-many-minutes!” Gintoki shrieked. He pulled out their lunchboxes, placing his and Hikaru’s into their own respective bags and while carrying Berry.
They dashed out the door at full speed.
In the end they got there at 8:33 AM.
The camera captures the silver-haired man coming back, he connected his forehead to Berry, checking her temperature to see any oddities, with Berry feeling a little more warm than usual, taking that a warning, he changed Berry once again into a comfortable outfit to keep her warm, putting Berry on the bed to he gets some things prepared for her doctor’s appointment.
Rolling on her stomach and crawling on the large futon, she seems to be looking for something. Even after checking for something she can't find, her ruby eyes begin to water.
“M-mayora…!” She squeaks.
Gintoki rushes into the room, worried that Berry might’ve hurt herself somewhere.
“Berry, are you okay?” Gintoki holds the crying baby, even though the baby’s temperature doesn’t seem to lower, he quickly scans Berry’s body for any injuries that may have occurred and luckily, there isn’t.
“Appa, mayora!” Berry squeaks again, a drizzle of hot tears roll down her ruby eyes, her small-chubby hands clutching Gintoki’s shirt tightly.
“Mayora?? Mama, you want?” Gintoki asks worriedly.
“Mayoraaaa!!” Berry begins to shriek, bending her body to weird angles.
Assuming that Berry wants to see her mom, Gintoki dials Toshirou hurriedly on the phone, thankfully, Toshirou picks the phone on time and the first thing he hears is Berry crying hard, sounding like she’s in pain.
“Gintoki? What’s going on?! Is Asahi okay?”
“I don’t know, but she really wants you!”
“Berry, sweetie, are you okay?”
Toshirou hears sniffles and a whimper.
“M-mama, mayora…..”
“Mayora? Your stuffed toy?” Toshirou asks dumbfounded.
“Huh??”
“Mayoraaa, mama…!”
“Gintoki, have you checked the covers?”
Hearing only a shuffle of covers and the sniffles of Berry. He waits.
“There’s nothing here.”
“Check on the crib, I made small stuffed toys for Hikaru and Berry. Berry seems to be obsessed with her mayo stuffed toy.”
“Toshi, you literally made a mayo stuffed toy??”
“What’s wrong with that? Berry seems to like it very much, I don’t see anything with it.”
“Toshi… isn’t it too early to give your dog food addiction to our baby right now…?”
“You bas— Mayo isn’t dog food, it's a perfect condiment!”
“Berry, are you hearing this? Your mom is still trying to justify that dog food is tasty.”
Gintoki hears a ‘tsk’ on the other side. But he still checks on Berry’s crib to see if the mayo stuffed toy is there. And he sees it, a mayo stuffed toy that’s the size of Berry’s body. He could've mistaken it for a pillow for Hikaru if not for the fact, there was a small ‘A’ messily sewed delicately in.
“Ah. Found it.” Gintoki says, handing over the mayorin to Berry who snatches it and embraces the toy dearly. She calms down slowly from subtle scent.
“Is she okay now? How’s her temperature?”
“I checked it a minute and it's risen up, we’ll be going to the doctor and probably get shots.”
“Oh, put the toy next to her during the appointment, the last time Hikaru had a shot made him weep in pain a lot so be sure to bring her formula milk, you made it, right?”
“Yeah, I did.”
He definitely did not.
And the last time they didn’t prepare the formula was the worst, Hikaru cried so hard the next day his throat was sore. The poor baby calmed down only after Gintoki gave his huge jacket as a blanket.
“I have to go, if anything goes wrong, call me, bye.”
Gintoki rushes to the kitchen to see the notes, taking two clean bottles he started to follow the instructions on the notes, skimming over it from time to time to see the accurate measurements while holding Berry who’d been staring curiously.
“Okay, now just going to the doctor!”
The appointment to the doctor was a nightmare.
“This won’t hurt at all.” The doctor said, but the damn injection looks fucking intimadating.
He can say that since he was the one trying his best to console a weeping baby Hikaru while Toshirou held him for the doctor to inject the needle into his skin.
“No, no!” Hikaru cried, fiercely shaking his head and pulling on Toshirou’s shirt to the point it almost ripped.
“Maaaammmaaa! It hurts so much!”
“He’s a bad man!”
Gintoki could only smile to stifle his laughter over his son’s woes, blabbering a mix of gibberish and Japanese words that he’d been taught.
Placing the rosy cheek already-asleep Berry into their futon as well her Mayora with her, Gintoki silently walked out of the room to get himself a glass of strawberry milk. He deserved it.
It was a success!
Berry hadn't cried much during her checkup — aside from Berry’s death glares thrown at him and at the doctors — much more for her injection so Gintoki would call it an achievement that he would definitely rub it on Toshirou’s face.
Though it concludes something in Gintoki’s mind.
Berry is one
fat
healthy baby.
“Aaaaa-bah-babuuuuhhh! Owwwuuu,” (Appa, you said only two injections, he’s the doctor who hurt me) Berry babbles woefully.
[She’s got a lot to say, so many pent up sadness.]
“Ahhh, he hurt you, huh? He’s a bad man.” Gintoki says unknowingly, also agreeing with the female commentator, nodding along to Berry’s babbles as she continues on with her woes.
“Compared to last time, she’s gained a lot of weight, last time she was 10 of 100 babies, now she’s 3rd of 100.”
[3rd place? She’s so healthy ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
“For her height, she took 20th place last time and this time she lands at the 7th place.”
[Goodness, I’m proud of her.]
A doorbell rang on the door, snapping Gintoki out of his thoughts, and then he heard the door open and shut, which meant one thing; Hikaru was back from school.
“Appaaa! I'm backk!”
“How was school, Hi-chan?” Gintoki smiles warmly, his hand ruffling Hikaru’s silver locks in a mess. As well as carrying the child to help them wash their hands.
“It was good! We played games! I have a new friend her name's Minseo! AlsO this! I made this for you and mama!” The captured silver haired child hurriedly searches for his bag for something to show his father.
[I wonder what it is.]
Hikaru shows a drawing: stick figures coded in their own colors, a black stick figure with V-bangs holding to what he could assume is him, a gray-color stick figure.
Wait.
Why was his stick figure gray?
“Hi-chan, why am I gray? Should it be silver or white?”
[Oh my is Hi-chan saying that his father is an old man already? He does look the part ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
The young silver haired child had his mouth carved into an "o", as he tried to explain that there weren't any crayons that would match so he thought gray fit him the most, “that's still implying to me that you think I'm an old man.”
Playing with Hikaru isn't the hardest. Far from that, Gintoki loves to play physically with his son. And Hikaru is a simple child, he doesn't really need toys to satisfy him but man does the older silver haired man think that he should buy some toys for
the younger silver haired, dangling from his biceps as he was in the jungle, climbing on the older man's back like he was some tree, being swung around the room as Gintoki exclaimed “Helicopter!” is making the older man think that he really is turning into an old man.
“More! Up! Up!” The child shrieks as Gintoki tries to shush him down so as to not deliberately wake up his baby sister.
“How are you not tired?” He asked, laying on the ground, feeling the heat enveloping his whole torso: isn't it getting hot in here? Summer is a bitch to handle, Gintoki takes off his shirt once to let the cold breeze wash over his sweaty body even for mere seconds.
“Hi-chan, you wanna eat food?” Gintoki asks, walking to the kitchen with Hikaru following suit.
“Samtang and hmmmmm Bibi Guk!”
“Samgyetang and Bibim Guksu.” He corrects.