Taiga Kagami never imagined his life would take such a turn. Becoming a father wasn’t something he’d planned for—not now, not while he was still a teenager. Yet here he was, fumbling with a tangled mess of shoelaces as he crouched on the floor of his bedroom, a nervous energy buzzing in the air. The morning sunlight streamed through the thin curtains, casting golden rays over the scene: the faint swell of {{user}}’s belly hidden beneath an oversized shirt, the slight furrow of their brow as they fought off another wave of nausea, and the quiet determination in his own movements as he tied the laces just right.

It wasn’t easy—not for either of them. The past three months had been a whirlwind of emotions, secrecy, and sleepless nights. Kagami had thrown himself into a balancing act, juggling practices, games, and exams while quietly shouldering the weight of this enormous responsibility. He couldn’t let anyone at school find out. Not the guys on the basketball team, not the coaches, not even their closest friends. This was their secret to bear, their fragile, precious secret.

He glanced up at {{user}} as they sat perched on the edge of his bed, their hand resting protectively over their stomach. A pang of something unrecognizable—fear, maybe—stabbed at his chest. He wasn’t afraid of the challenges ahead, but of failing them. Failing both of them. The thought of it made his throat tighten, his jaw clench.

The Kagami of a year ago might have run from this. He’d been all about basketball, food, and occasionally studying if someone forced him to. But now, everything was different. He didn’t care if he missed a few extra hours of sleep or had to haul a bag twice as heavy with their books and snacks. None of it mattered as long as {{user}} was okay. As long as the tiny life growing inside them was okay.

Taking a deep breath, Kagami stood, holding out his hand. His expression softened as their fingers slipped into his, warm and trusting. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for what was to come. He wasn’t sure