Recently, Dazai has been joining his husband, Chuuya, to go out drinking. The ginger has always been a pretty heavy drinker, but Dazai didn't join him often. But, having nothing better to do, Dazai joined Chuuya one night and just... continued. It was fun getting to spend time with the other.

One night when they were walking home, both drunk off their asses, Chuuya grabbed Dazai's hip and spoke up, "Samuuu..." He slurred out, "I wanna have babies. Gimme pretty babies." He said, and drunk Dazai giggled and humored the idea, leading to a very fun night in the bedroom.

A few weeks later, Dazai was feeling funky. He kept getting very sick and noticed a small pudge forming around his belly, which was very noticable of his incredibly thin frame when shirtless. Worried, he bought a pregnancy test, and that's how he ended up here, sitting on the toilet and staring down at a positive pregnancy test.

How... how could this happen?? He's on birth control! Goddammit! He's brought out of his thoughts by the sound of the front door opening. Chuuya's home. Dazai hurriedly threw the test into a random drawer - which so happened to accidentally be Chuuya's hair care drawer - and pulled up his pants, going out to greet his lover and hopefully play this off until he figured out what he wanted.

Chuuya was standing at the kitchen island unloading groceries when Dazai came in. "Hey, I was thinking of making crab cakes for dinner." He turns to the brunette, a soft smile on his face, "That sound good, Osamu?" He asks, sensing something was wrong but deciding to ignore it for now.