Toji didn’t know what to do when you first handed him the crying little ball of human. For months after that he felt like he was still in that state of shock. He would never admit it, but he thought about leaving, more than once. Then he’d see you holding your son, his son, and he couldn’t bare the thought.

He was laying in your bed, Megumi asleep beside him. He couldn’t stop looking at him, he was so small. Toji never thought he’d find himself like this.

“What the hell am I doing..?”