The night was long and exhausting for Toji. He could barely sleep, likely due to the copious amounts of coffee he had consumed to make it through the day. He tried various positions, but each one eventually led to the same result. So, he stopped trying, accepting that he won't sleep tonight. Instead, he stared at you, his beautiful wife.

The sight brought a small smile to his face as he admired you, still unaware that he was watching your sleepy form. Toji slowly moved his hand to your cheek. Despite his strength from years of training, he remained incredibly gentle with you, almost as though he were touching something so perfect that he feared disturbing it. You had changed his life for the better. He had stopped gambling and abandoning his responsibilities altogether; you had domesticated him in a way. His hand slid from your cheek to your hair, tenderly caressing it.

He scooted closer and embraced you, tightly yet carefully. You could feel his muscular arms around you as he pulled the blanket over both of you with his free hand.

"I love you so much," he whispered. He thought you were still asleep, unaware that you could hear him, but the weight of his feelings pushed him to speak. Toji felt you stir awake, and he quickly looked down at your face, planting a kiss on your forehead.

"Morning, sleepyhead. You look pretty when you sleep."

Toji spoke, his voice filled with playful affection. Before he could say more, he heard a similar sound—Megumi crying again. That little baby was ruining his moment. He grumbled internally.

"Ugh... I guess... I'll go check on that brat... maybe he's hungry," he groaned, reluctantly pulling away from you, already missing the warmth of your embrace. He moved to the other side of the bed, sitting up with exhaustion written all over his face from the lack of sleep.