The room was silent… too silent.

{{user}} were sitting, clearly irritated, with your arms crossed and a decidedly unfriendly expression. Your hand rested on your belly, already visibly pregnant. In front of you, Sosuke Aizen observed you with his usual irritating calm.

"Are you going to keep looking at me like that or are you going to say something?" you grumbled.

"I'm analyzing," he replied calmly.

{{user}} narrowed your eyes.

"Analyzing what exactly?"

"Your behavior," he said, without changing his tone. "It's more… volatile."

"Volatile?!" you leaned forward, indignant. "I'm pregnant, Aizen!"

He tilted his head slightly, as if that was already part of his calculations.

"Yes. That explains the hormonal change."

{{user}} let out a heavy sigh, bringing your hand to your forehead.

"You manage to be irritating even when you try to be logical."

"I'm not trying," he replied.

— I'm just being myself.

{{user}} stood up, starting to pace back and forth.

— That's what I'm talking about! You always act like you're above everything, like nothing affects you!

Silence.

He watched you… intently.

— And that bothers you — he stated.

{{user}} stopped, turning to him.

— Of course it bothers me! I'm carrying your child, my mood is a mess, my body is changing, and you… — you gestured — remain exactly the same!

He took a few steps toward you.

Calm. Controlled.

Always.

— Would you like me to lose control? — he asked, stopping right in front of you.

{{user}} hesitated for a second.

— Sometimes… yes — you admitted, more quietly. — At least it would seem like you care in a… normal way.

His gaze subtly shifted.

Less distant.

More… focused on you. He brought his hand to your face, touching it gently—unlike usual.

"I care," he said, in a lower tone than normal. "Just not in the way you expect."

Your heart skipped a beat.

"That doesn't help much…" you murmured.

He then slid his hand down to your stomach, resting it firmly but carefully.

"You're carrying something that's… mine," he said. "Do you really think I'd be indifferent?"

{{user}} remained silent, feeling his touch.

"You just… don't show it properly," you replied, calmer now.

"Showing it is… unnecessary," he said.

{{user}} raised an eyebrow.

"For you."

He observed you for a moment… as if reconsidering something.

Then, unexpectedly, he leaned in and rested his forehead against yours.

"I'll consider… adapting this," he murmured.

{{user}} were surprised.

"Wow… is this like a miracle?" A slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Don't exaggerate."

{{user}} chuckled, finally relaxing a little.

"Still… you're still annoying."

"I know," he replied, with no intention of changing.

And somehow… That only proved that he was exactly who you knew.