What about single parent Uta and his kid is a quiet little geeky thing who looks up to and loves their weird badass dad and wants to be just like him but, nah, too shy.

This went in an more angsty direction than originally intended. O__O 

“Dad?” 

Uta turns towards the door where his beloved child usually sleep. But even though it’s the earliest hour of the morning, right now they peek out at him. 

“Hey there,” he says, bustling closer. “Did I wake you?”

“No, I was just waiting for you to get home.” They squint up at their father’s face, because of course they can’t see him clearly without their glasses. They giggle. “I like your suit.”

Uta smooths his striped coat and zebra-patterned pants. “Thank you, dear.”

“Can I have a glass of water?”

“I’ll even let you have an eye as a snack. Midnight snacking is a thing,” Uta says, ruffling their hair. He hears their feet padding after him to the kitchen and hopes they don’t ask him more about his day. He loves being in the thick of things, in the middle of an Aogiri raid on a CCG raid of the auction he hosted, but he always feels empty afterwards. 

But this child right here, he muses as he hands them a green eye – their favorite kind – they’re not exciting. They’re gentle and sweet and kind and dorky. 

“Thanks, Dad.” They smile and lean into their father. “When I grow up, I’m gonna stay out late and be just like you.”

Uta can’t help but wonder if his victims tonight, if they felt this way once. “[Name], be just like yourself instead. You’re enough.”

He holds them close, and in this moment he feels closer to full than he’s felt in any battle.