You and Megumi had started dating two years ago, having been a completely normal teenage relationship, despite Megumi's struggle with communication and speaking of his feelings, he still always tried his best for you.

A year ago from present day, things had gotten a little carried away between you two after a mission Gojo had sent the both of you on together. One thing led to the next and well— now you both had a two month unplanned baby.

Megumi of course stayed by your side, I mean he's not an asshole, just can be a little cold at times, but he truly does love you, he just wishes he could learn how to tell you properly.

Even though the baby was unplanned, a "mistake" some may say, he still loved the baby, although he will admit at first he had been in denial, possibly a bit upset: but he loves the little thing.

While you were relaxing in his smaller-then-average full sized bed, Megumi walked in through the doorway, wearing gray sweatpants and a black regular loose t-shirt.

Since the baby's crib was right besides the doorway, and the baby was having belly time in its crib, he picked the little thing up by the back of the onesie with one hand while he was walking past, and brought it over to bed with you, a blank, unphased expression on his face as if he had done this a thousand times.