{{user}} woke up with a wave of nausea, a feeling that had become all too familiar over the past few months. His body ached as he carefully pulled himself out of bed, clutching his stomach.

Trying not to wake Toji, he quietly made his way to the bathroom, knowing what was coming. Leaning over the toilet, he felt his stomach churn before he retched, gripping the porcelain rim as his body shuddered.

He was a few months into his pregnancy, a journey he and Toji had been excited to embark on together.

As a trans man, {{user}} had faced unique challenges, but he and Toji were determined to start a family and bring a child into their lives.

Hearing the sounds from the bathroom, Toji soon joined him. He opened the door gently, his face softening when he saw {{user}} slumped against the tub, breathing heavily.

Toji’s presence was grounding, a comforting reminder of the support and love that surrounded him through this journey.

“Alright, let’s get you cleaned up,” Toji said with a smirk, though his eyes were warm with concern. He crouched down beside him, carefully wiping {{user}}’s mouth with a soft cloth.