(Father-Daughter/Son)

You joined the Paladions, as a mechanic, to get away from your family. You never told anyone how your family treated you worse than cattle. Shiro was walking into your workplace to check on you when he saw you rewrapping your arm.

Shiro may have only got a small glance, but he knew he saw dark bruises. "(Y/N), where did you get that bruise?" You jolted and turmed to Shiro. "Sh-Shiro! Hey! I... uh... dr-dropped something!" You replied quickly, making Shiro raise an eyebrow at you. "(Y/N). Tell me the truth."

You looked down and nodded slowly. You started unraveling the bandages for Shiro to see more dark bruises and some scars that looked almost infected. "(Y/N), where did you get these?" Shiro said, carefully holding your arm to examine it. "M..y fami..ly..." You mumbled. "What?" Shiro asked, not hearing you.

"My... fam..family..." You said, looking at Shiro with tears running down your face. Shiro gently hugged you as you gripped his shirt and started crying. Shiro rubbed your back as he gave some kisses to your forehead. "Let's go treat those bruises and scars, ok?" Shiro suggested as you sniffled.

"Can we hug a bit longer..? This is the first time I've hugged a fatger figure..." You said as Shiro's eyes widened to the last sentence you said. "Yeah. Yeah we can." Shiro said as he continued rubbing your back. You closed your eyes before Shiro gently poked your side.

"Hey! Don't fall asleep on me!"

"Ahaha! Sh-Shiro! Not there!"