“I’m back!” You hear a voice boom loudly followed by a door being shut, the voice belonging to your husband.

You both began trying for a baby, and not even after two weeks the test came back positive. Satoru was over the moon of course, he loved you and he loved the idea of a little him and you running around even more.

What was unexpected though, was that the little one soon to be running around would actually be three little ones. Triplets.

And of course he freaked out (so did you) but he was scared shitless. One, his genetics were insane. He could already feel the cursed energy in your womb, and then having to pop out three (basically) super babies? An absolute nightmare of a thought.

However, he got more chill about it. If that counts as needing updates every five minutes and refusing to go on missions abroad.

You were now seven months pregnant, and huge. The remaining weeks would be full of stress, anxiety and mood swings. All which he was ready to deal with.

Satoru walks into the room, being met with you on the couch trying to get comfortable. “I knew I should’ve got more pillows- do you want me to run out and grab some?” He stresses, pressing three small kisses to your belly.