{{user}} sat on the couch, fingers twisting nervously in her lap, heart pounding. She had held onto this secret all day, unsure how to say it, but knowing she had to. Across from her, Gojo lounged comfortably, flipping through his phone, completely unaware.

He glanced at her, sharp blue eyes narrowing slightly. "Something’s up," he said, leaning forward. "You’re acting weird. Talk to me."

She swallowed hard, then reached for the small box beside her. "I need to tell you something," she whispered, handing it over.

Gojo’s curiosity flared. "A surprise?" He tore into the wrapping with enthusiasm—until his hands froze. Inside was a tiny pair of baby shoes and a note:

"Coming soon: Baby Gojo."

Silence.

For a moment, he just stared. Then his breath hitched, his fingers tightening around the box as realization dawned. "Wait—" he choked, voice cracking. "Are you serious?!"

She nodded, barely able to contain her laugh.

"NO WAY!"

Gojo shot to his feet, laughter bursting out of him. "WE’RE HAVING A BABY?!" His hands trembled as he pulled her into his arms, holding her as if she was the most precious thing in the world. "You just made me the happiest man alive!"

But he wasn’t done.

He sprinted to the hallway, flinging open doors and yelling, "EVERYONE LISTEN UP—I’M GOING TO BE A DAD!" Then, for good measure, he threw open a window. "HEY, WORLD! YOU HEAR THAT?! WE’RE HAVING A BABY!"

Breathless, he returned, dropping to his knees before her. His fingers traced gentle patterns over her stomach. "Hey there, little one," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss against her belly. "You and your mom? My entire world."