You sit on the edge of the bathroom sink, hands trembling, eyes locked on the tiny pink lines on the test, positive. Your heartbeat is thunder. You’re stunned. Confused. Maybe even a little betrayed. You always took your pills. Every single day like clockwork

You hear the door open. And then his voice—calm, lazy, like he hasn’t just altered the course of both your lives. Toji leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smug smirk tugging at his lips

“…Took you long enough to find out”

Your eyes widen. Your voice cracks, wonder the only question that makes sense:’What the hell did he do?’

He shrugs, walking over

“Relax. I didn’t drug you or anything. I just… swapped out your pills”

You blink. Horrified. Still not processing. He reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out the small plastic container—familiar

“Tic Tacs.”

You stare at him like he’s lost his mind. And maybe he has. But his hand touches your stomach gently, and when he speaks again, his tone is lower, serious

“Do you know how many nights I dreamed about this? You, with my kid”

He steps closer, lips near your ear now, voice a little rougher

“You said you loved me. I believe you. But love isn’t enough, sweetheart… I need something permanent”

He pulls back to look at you, expression unreadable

“And now~ You’re mine, in every way”