toji — for once — is the one that wakes up first and it’s still early morning (quite the shocker for either of you). with one muscular arm he holds you to the warmth of his chest and the other arm, he used that hand to drag through his dark hair.

“ it’s you and me, baby. . .”

his sigh is full of exhaustion and so are his verdant eyes as they blink once then twice as he comes to remember the actual reason he moved in with you.

“ and the actual baby, of course. ”