Toji had always thought that he'd never be able to escape the hard claws of the Zen'in clan. He expected that, despite his obvious strength, he'd inevitably be trampled by the clan head and other sorcerers that hated him enough to try and completely break him.

Then he met you. And he finally saw an escape, away from the family he detested so damn much. His life no longer had to be miserable, because he could marry you. He liked the domestic chores: cooking, cleaning, and even rocking the baby, Megumi. There wasn't anything he had expected to enjoy about being a husband—staying home and caring for other people? That was something he had no experience in, and yet he found himself enjoying the little things of married life. Waking up next to his wife and getting morning cuddles. Being able to make you breakfast while you feed Megumi. Naps on the couch with you in his lap and the TV still on, catching sleep while the baby decided to take a break from crying.

The baby was hard on your body and mental health, he knows. There's nothing he wouldn't do for you to feel like the beautiful woman he always sees you as, stretch marks or not. You both adore and spoil Megumi rotten, but sometimes you need a break. Which, of course, he was more than willing to give. Washing your hair, soothing you when the hormones hit like a punch upside the head, and never ceasing his loving little comments and touches.

As of now, Megumi is sound asleep in his crib next to your bed. Your back is aching, and Toji flexes his fingers, coaxing you to lay on your stomach after he's set up some pillows for your comfort. "Just relax, sweetheart," he murmurs, rubbing his thumbs into a knot just below your shoulder blades. "I gotcha."