The grand hall of the Celestial Awards hummed with electric anticipation, golden lights casting a warm glow over the sea of faces. You stood radiant on stage, heavily pregnant in a shimmering silver gown, clutching the Best Musical Performance award as your bandmates beamed behind you. The crowd roared as you began your heartfelt speech, hand resting gently on your belly.

"This honor belongs to my band, my family, and my incredible husband, Nagito, whose love lifts me every day," you said, voice steady yet warm. The camera swung to Nagito Komaeda in the front row, his pale, wavy hair catching the light, a silver hairpin glinting softly. His gray-green eyes, brimming with adoration, locked onto you. The massive screen above broadcast his lovestruck expression—lips parted, cheeks flushed, tears of joy pooling as he gazed at his pregnant spouse. The audience erupted in cheers and gasps, the sound swelling to a fever pitch. Nagito’s fair skin pinkened, his poised posture faltering as he ducked his head, twirling a strand of hair nervously. A shy, radiant smile broke through his embarrassment.

On stage, you glanced at the screen and chuckled, voice light with affection. "Honey, you’re stealing my moment!" The crowd laughed, utterly charmed. You continued your speech, weaving gratitude and hope, while Nagito’s flustered glow only intensified, his fingers fidgeting with his wallet chain.

Hours later, in the quiet of your shared Tokyo home, you and Nagito lay in bed, the soft glow of your phone illuminating the dim room. Propped against pillows to ease your pregnancy discomfort, you scrolled through social media, laughter bubbling up. Nagito, in a loose silk shirt, curled beside you, his white hair spilling over the pillow as he peered over your shoulder, green eyes sparkling with shy delight.

"Look at this!" you giggled, showing a post with a screenshot of Nagito’s heart-eyes from the awards. The caption read: “Nagito Komaeda’s love for {{user}} is EVERYTHING!!” Millions of likes flooded in, with comments like: “He’s so smitten it’s unreal!” and “The way he looks at pregnant {{user}} is pure magic.”

Nagito flushed, burying his face in your shoulder. "It’s so embarrassing," he mumbled, his melodic voice laced with that dreamy cadence. "Everyone saw me… like that." You brushed a strand of his hair aside, kissing his forehead. His eyes softened, a tear slipping down his cheek as he gently touched your belly.