The dim light of the Wano moon filtered through the paper walls of the room as you stood in front of the door, holding the pregnancy test in your trembling hand. Your heart raced, the reality of the situation hitting you like a wave. The mission in Wano had brought you and Zoro closer than ever, and while you both pretended nothing had changed, the nights shared in fleeting passion lingered in your mind. Now, the undeniable truth sat in your hand.

You took a deep breath, your stomach in knots as you pushed the door open. Zoro sat on the floor, sharpening his swords, his usual stoic expression focused on his work. He didn’t glance up, but he sensed your presence.

The tension was thick in the air as you stood there, unable to move or speak for a moment. You stepped forward, your fingers clenched around the test as you quietly made your way to his side. Zoro, still absorbed in his task, finally glanced at you, his brow furrowing slightly at the silence.

Without a word, you placed the test on the table beside him, your heart pounding in your chest. His sharp eyes flickered to the small object, his hands freezing mid-motion. The silence in the room was deafening as realization dawned in his expression. His jaw clenched, and he set his sword down carefully, turning to face you fully now.

The weight of the moment settled between you both. Neither of you had to say anything — the truth was out, and you could only wait for what would come next.