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Authors Note:
Uraraka will never find out from Síat or her parents that Síat views her as a little sister. But she will find out. That is all I will say until it happens. I wouldn't mind seeing theories in the comments, but I'm definitely playing the long game.
「What exactly are your intentions with my daughter?」 Mr. Uraraka was almost as tall as Síat...
「Heh, just seeing her get home alive and okay, sir. I know you've little reason to trust me, doing the bare minimum, and all, but you can trust me when I tell you my intentions are platonic.」 Síat scratched his head, shifting his feet.
They'd noticed, of course, that rather than kicking his shoes off at the Genkan, his shoes just disappeared as he stepped into the house...
「I wouldn't call two hours out of your way 'the bare minimum', boy, it looks desperate.」
Síat sighed. He glanced at the couch, where Ochako was still sleeping until lunch was ready.
Síat drew his phone, opened his photos, and scrolled. And scrolled. And scrolled. He opened a picture and showed Mr. Uraraka.
「That's a picture of my daughter as a toddler!?」 his whispered voice is seething.
「THAT, sir, is the last picture of my little sister I will ever get. Look into her eyes, sir. Your daughter's eyes aren't hazel.」 Síat emphasized by zooming into the eyes by hand.
「Oh...」 His eyes darted between the picture, and his daughter. 「Platonic.」
「Very.」 Síat put his phone away.
Visible tension seeped out of Mr. Uraraka's shoulders. 「Okay. So you weren't being desperate, you were just genuinely protective.」
"Aye." Síat shook his hand again, noting that it wasn't NEAR as stiff this time.
Mr. Uraraka glanced at his daughter to make sure she was still asleep. 「So just between you and I, what is... Jyafua Byagu?」
Síat clamps his hand over his mouth to bite down on the laugh at the VERY Japanese mispronunciation. When he's got himself under control, he smiles warmly. 「Deirfiúr bheag means 'little sister'. Sorry for laughing, sir, I was struggling with Japanese pronunciation just a few months ago, I have no room to laugh at you inadvertently saying 'small cabinet'...」
And now it was Mr. Uraraka's turn to laugh.
At lunch, Síat and Mr. Uraraka were still laughing.
Ochako was deeply suspicious. 「Dad, why aren't you doing the weird dad thing?」
「What can I say, honey, I like this kid.」 Her dad grinned.
Mrs. Uraraka sipped her tea to hide a smirk.
Ochako just looked offended. 「He's huge, and covered in his own blood, be suspicious, come on!!!」
Síat choked on his lunch.
「I'm sorry, Ochako, I don't know what to tell you, there's just... Something about the way he carries himself that puts my mind at ease.」 Mr. Uraraka just shrugged.
Mrs. Uraraka chuckled. 「Yes, there's just something about him that radiates gentleman vibes.」
「Yes, to be sure, that's the old Irish Charm. But make no mistake, I can be quite the puckish rogue.」 Síat said, as he recovered.
「I'm sure you can, kid.」 Mr. Uraraka beamed.
「You be safe on that train, Síat.」 Mrs. Uraraka beamed.
「Aye. And deirfiúr bheag, I'll see you at school. I'm pretty sure you're getting in, they'd be crazy not to let a quirk like that make waves in the hero business.」 Síat gave a two finger salute. "Go gcoimeádfadh an Dagda slán thú agus sinn scartha, deirfiúr bheag."