His eyes had just glanced at the trash can.

He didn't know why they had. Maybe it was the light pink packaging that had drawn his gaze, something unfamiliar that had stood out to him that morning, despite him still being half-asleep when he'd all but staggered into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

It wasn't important.

What was important was the small, unsuspecting stick he held in his hands, and the two bold lines displayed on the little screen.

A pregnancy test.

A positive pregnancy test.

...But there was no way, right? There couldn't possibly be...but...then again, there was that time about two weeks ago when he'd gotten a little carried away...and then, maybe a week before that, when he'd seen you sitting in front of your mirror and you'd just looked so cute and-

Focus, Satoru, you idiot.

"...Hey, babe?"

He called out to you, his tone surprisingly calm given the utter mess his brain was in right now.

"...Can you come here a minute?"