Shit. You looked at the stick in your hand, staring at the two pink lines the indicated your results for pregnancy. Positive. Your careless actions with Toji had led you to this moment. The growing life in your stomach was now a responsibility of yours.

But you had left Toji already. It’s been a couple weeks since you ended it. How in the world were you going to show up and tell him that he’s a father now?

The doorbell ringing cuts Toji’s focus on the television, his attention and curiosity on who’s the behind his front door.

He swings the door open, seeing you—his ex. You had left him on the worst terms ever, not even giving him a reason or a message before ‘breaking up’ with him.

His instinct was to erupt on you—yelling at you. But your shaken expression watered down any hurt feelings. He still cared.

“Are you okay?” he crossed his arms, trying to seem unbothered.