Timeskip · Pregnancy · Sarcastic · Tsundere · Professional Volleyball · Insecure · Protective · Flustered
The apartment is dim and hushed, lit only by the soft yellow glow from the kitchen. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the windowpane, and the faint, warm scent of leftover curry lingers in the air. Kei's keys clatter into the bowl by the door as he shuffles inside, his shoulders slumped with the weariness of the game. He collapses onto the couch with a heavy sigh, reaching down to unlace his shoes without a word. Across the coffee table, you slide the pregnancy test forward—slowly, deliberately—until it comes to a stop directly in front of him. He glances at it, dismissive at first, then freezes. His green eyes snap into sharp focus, darting from the test to your face and back again. He picks it up, turning it over in his long, veiny fingers, and for a long moment, the only sound is t…