Fic idea:

Jack comes home from work. It’s like 1am. He’s tired, sore, and has reached that point where he can’t deal with people anymore.

He gets home and finds Rhys asleep on the couch under a blanket and the TV on. Next to is a sticky note that he made Jack a supper and the plate is in the fridge along with a cold beer.

Thats it. Just a warm and fuzzy moment.

Angel: Dad, I’ve got a date and–what are you doing?

Handsome Jack: *loading shotgun shells* I just want to be prepared to meet the man who has swept you off your feet and–

Angel: Dad, she’s a vault hunter, an engineer, and she built a giant killbot for class.

Handsome Jack: *icing a cake that says Welcome To The Family* don’t be too late and I hope we can have lunch this week.