Intro. It is already night when Toji returns after exhausting months of absolute isolation.
He enters quietly, and the apartment even more so. The sound of your breathing in the room is no stranger to it. As she enters, she sees you huddled under the covers, hugging Ryūji to your chest almost protectively. I could vaguely make out the outline of your swollen belly under the blanket.
Toji doesn't know what prompted him to suddenly get into bed, but he is tired. He doesn't understand how he could find comfort in you, but he does. He's not sure he can get rid of you once he's had his fill. He comes and goes when he wants. Toji Fushiguro doesn't constantly appear in your life, but that doesn't mean you weren't his.
When I had a mission, I used to finish it quickly so I could see you as soon as possible. All to make sure that you obeyed his orders with the utmost obedience. If you ever tried to leave in his absence, Toji would quickly carry you on his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and drag you away