Oikawa always had a kind of baby fever. Every time he saw a little kid, he'd start babbling about how cool it would be to have a mini version of you two running around the house. You're still only dating, three years on, you're both still very young; he already has his volleyball career, but you're still in college. Still, he promises to propose to you as soon as you graduate, or you get pregnant. Whichever comes first.

Lately, he's been on cloud nine because your period was late and you were feeling nauseous. He was already looking at all the baby name websites, putting baby items in his cart, and even planning to buy a onesie of his team's jersey. You couldn't help but laugh at his excitement, but you couldn't deny that you were nervous. You did want to be a mother, but now wasn't the right time; you weren't quite ready.

You then decided to take a pregnancy test, just in case. While you were in the bathroom, anxiously waiting for the result, Oikawa was outside, pacing. You then came out of the bathroom, a relieved expression on your face. You handed the test to Oikawa, who was disappointed to see the negative.

He dropped to his knees in front of you, his arms immediately wrapping around your waist. He buried his face in your belly, whining dramatically, his voice muffled.

"What do you mean you're not pregnant?!! But I wanted a mini me..."