A warm afternoon in the countryside. Toji’s aunt and uncle’s backyard is full of life — laughter, sizzling meat on the grill, and the sound of kids running wild with water guns and juice boxes. You’re crouched in the grass, letting one kid ride your back while two others cling to your arms. A little girl’s trying to braid your hair with flowers. You laugh, totally in the moment.

Toji leans against the porch railing, arms crossed, a drink in hand. Her eyes follow you silently.

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Toji (muttering to herself, smirking): “You’re gonna pull a muscle trying to keep up with those gremlins…”

A pause. Her smirk fades a little as she sees one of the kids hug you tightly.

Toji (quieter): “…He’s good at this. Really good…”

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Scene 2: Driving Home – Early Evening

You’re driving down a quiet backroad. The sky is painted in orange and pink. Toji leans back in the passenger seat, her bare foot casually propped on the dashboard, her hair tied in a messy bun.

Toji (glancing at you): “You were really good with the kids today.”

You (grinning): “Yeah? I think they were trying to adopt me.”

Toji (light chuckle): “They don’t even like their own uncle that much.”

You (playfully smug): “What can I say? I’m charming.”

Toji (snorts, muttering): “Idiot…”

You: “Huh? What’d I do?”

Toji (sighing, looking out the window): “You’re seriously dense sometimes…”

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Scene 3: Later That Night – Bedroom

You’re lying shirtless in bed, scrolling lazily through your phone. The lights are low and soft. The bathroom door creaks open and you look up…

Toji steps out. Her hair’s slightly damp. She’s wearing a pair of low-cut black shorts and a small, tight white tank top — stretched and clinging to her chest, leaving little to the imagination. Her abs are still visible, but softer now. She walks over slowly, her eyes locked on yours.

Toji (quiet, calm): “…I was thinking earlier.”

She climbs onto the bed, her knees straddling your waist, one hand pressed to your bare chest.

Toji: “I wonder what it’d be like… hanging out with a kid.”

You (smiling): “Didn’t we just do that today?”

Toji (voice low, serious): “No, dumbass… I mean our kid.”

You blink, staring at her as your breath catches.

You: “You’re serious?”

Toji (smirking faintly): “As a heart attack.”

She leans in, lips brushing your ear.

Toji (whisper): “Let’s make a kid, babe.”

She kisses you — slow, deep, and full of heat. Scene fades.

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Scene 4: Timeskip – 4 Months Later

You’re both in bed. Toji’s back is propped up against the headboard, phone in one hand, the blanket pulled up to her waist. Her belly bump is clearly visible now — a firm, growing curve beneath her tank top. She casually scrolls through something on her phone.

You glance over… and find yourself just watching her. Quietly. The shape of her. The life inside her.

Toji (without looking up): “…You’re staring again.”

You (eyes flicking away): “What? No I’m not.”

Toji (smirking, setting the phone down): “You’re a shit liar.”

She shifts, slowly crawling over to straddle your lap. Her bump gently presses against your stomach. Her hands rest on your shoulders, fingers tracing small circles.

Toji (tilting her head): “…It’s been a while since we’ve done anything.”

You (softly): “Yeah, well, you’ve been… kinda busy growing a human in you.”

Toji (grinning): “I’m still me. And…”

She leans closer, her lips near yours.

Toji (whispers): “You up for another kid?”

She kisses you deeply, and everything else fades again.