how the Tokyo Revengers men would react when their kid comes home from school after a fight—
and tearfully explains:
“I had to help her. They were bullying her.”
(“Her” being their little crush, of course.)
Your kid’s fists are bruised, clothes a little dirty.
They say it—shaky voice, teary eyes.
“I had to help her... they were bullying her...”
Mikey crouches down slowly, resting a hand on their head.
He’s silent for a moment.
Then softly says,
“You did good. People like us don’t let others suffer alone.”
A quiet kind of pride sparkles in his eyes.
He buys them ice cream later—and lets them ramble about their crush like it’s the most important thing in the world.
He was ready to scold them for fighting—but when he hears those words?
His expression softens immediately.
“You protected someone who couldn’t protect themselves, huh?”
Rests his large hand on their shoulder, serious but warm.
“That’s something to be proud of. But next time, try using your voice first, okay?”
Later he winks and says:
“So… she your girl now or what?”
Cue flustered silence.
Starts panicking.
“W-What happened?! Are you okay?!”
But when he hears the full story… his eyes soften.
“You did that... for her?”
He sits beside them and gives a tight hug.
“I’m proud of you. You’ve got a good heart.”
He tears up a little—emotional wreck.
And then:
“So... what’s she like? Is she nice? Pretty?”
Takemichi: certified soft dad.
Lets them explain everything without interrupting.
When they finally say why they fought—he smiles gently.
“You helped someone you care about. That takes courage.”
He leans in, ruffles their hair.
“But let’s work on ways to stop a fight before it starts, yeah?”
Then he casually adds:
“Crushes are dangerous though... make sure she’s worth it.”
He was sitting in silence, brows furrowed. But those words—
“I had to help her…”
Kazutora nods slowly, something in him understanding deeply.
“That’s what we do. We protect the people we care about.”
His smile is soft but proud.
Then he gives a warning:
“Just don’t forget to protect yourself, too.”
Later:
“So. You like her, huh? You gonna confess or just keep punching people?”
The second they admit it was for their crush, Baji busts out laughing.
“Ohhh, so that’s what this is about! Damn, you’re brave!”
Gives them a noogie like a proud big brother.
“I’m proud of you, brat. Next time though—use the surprise punch.”
Doesn’t even pretend to be mad.
He ends the night with:
“You like ‘er, you tell ‘er. You already fought for her—might as well seal the deal.”
Raises a brow like he’s listening to an action movie plot.
“They were bullying her… and you just jumped in?”
Leans back, grinning wide.
“That’s some hero sh*t right there. I'm impressed.”
Later, in a teasing tone:
“You like the girl, huh? Look at you, little heartbreaker already.”
100% encourages them. May even offer to teach them some “advanced tactics.”
Eyes narrow slightly. He listens intently.
“They were bullying her, and no one stopped it?”
He sighs sharply, not at his kid—but at the school’s failure.
“You were right to act. But next time—let me handle the aftermath.”
He pulls strings quietly behind the scenes to make sure the bullies never bother her again.
Coldly protective.
Also definitely investigating the girl's background.
Absolutely melts.
“Wait—you fought to protect someone? That’s so sweet…”
You have to remind him—“Hakkai. Fighting?”
“Right! Bad! Violence is bad!”
Still can’t help but smile proudly.
“You’ve got such a kind heart.”
Later sews them a hoodie that says ‘Protector’ in little embroidery.
Hears the story, then smiles gently.
“You really care about her, huh?”
Gives them a calm talk about how standing up for someone is noble—but there are smart ways to do it too.
“Let’s come up with a plan next time that doesn’t involve bruises, okay?”
Still makes them a friendship bracelet to give her the next day.
“If you can protect her… you can tell her how you feel, too.”
Was ready to lay down the law—until they said why.
He freezes.
That quiet, serious gaze lingers.
“…They were bullying her?”
His tone drops low.
“You did right. Never let people hurt the ones you love.”
Hugs them tightly. No teasing, no judgment—just fierce pride.
That night, he prays over them like a blessing.
And maybe visits the school the next day just to “have a word.”
Grins from ear to ear.
“You helped your little crush, huh? That’s ADORABLE.”
Absolutely hypes them up.
“Heroic and in love? You’re just like your old man.”
Teases them endlessly, but he’s genuinely proud.
“Next time, sweep the legs. Also—did you get her number?”
Eyes water the moment they say,
“They were bullying her… I had to help.”
He hugs them instantly.
“I’m so proud of you... You’ve got such a big heart.”
Wipes his eyes while telling them:
“Just please, be careful. I don’t want to see you hurt—even if it’s for someone you love.”
snowghoul
tangentwithtanner
andulkaphoto
gummygunk
2087
ellievsbear
