♡ ⸝⸝ telling an already suspicious nanami kento that you’re pregnant ! ❤︎₊ ⊹ part 2 of this
as the two bolded red lines stared back at you, panic slowly started to settle in. this was not how it was supposed to go at all. the two of you had planned to start a family after a few years of marriage. the vows were given a measly two years ago, barely getting the chance to settle in. how were you going to tell him?
nanami came home to a quiet house. too quiet. he called your name out, but got no response. everything pointed to you being home: the vanilla candle lit on the kitchen counter top, the soft jazz still playing in the back, and your kitten heels by the front door.
he called out your name several more times as he searched the house downstairs, but didn’t receive a response. he headed upstairs and made his way to the shared bedroom, peeking his head in the room.
“honey? are you home?” he called out.
you froze in place. the scene made you look extremely guilty. the packaging for the pregnancy test was scattered along the bathroom floor with the receipt was in plain sight, not to mention that the test itself was still in your shaky hand. you took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, before plastering a fake smile on your face.
“i’m in the bathroom honey, coming!” you replied cheerfully.
to mask the sound of you cleaning up, you flushed the toilet and scurried to throw everything away. you washed your hands slowly to buy yourself more time. when you opened the doo, you were immediately face to face with your husband. he raised an eyebrow at you and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
“how was your day?” you asked sweetly, wrapping your arms around his neck, standing on your tippy toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.
his expression faltered at your touch. you smirked to yourself. too easy.
“well, as good as it can be since i went into overtime. what about you?” he smiled a little too widely at you. you blinked at him, and before you knew it, his large hands were on your waist, pulling you closer to him. your eyes widened, but you cleared your throat as a cover. nanami wasn’t very smiley when he went overtime. in fact, right now, he seemed way less stressed than when he normally did.
“oh? what was it this time?” you asked, keeping your tone light.
“you know, some people can’t do their jobs right, so naturally someone has to clean up after them.” he buried his face in your hair and sighed. his story was somewhat plausible, but you weren’t entirely convinced. you inched closer to him, but paused as something grazed your leg. you glanced down and saw that he had a plastic bag in hand.
it was now your turn to raise an eyebrow. “you stopped by the pharmacy? what’d you get?”
he swallowed, hard. “medicine for my…fever.” he said, voice full of defeat.
you grinned from ear to ear. this was your opening. his fuck up. “awww, my poor baby ken,” you cupped his face gently and his face formed into a scowl. “let me help you feel bwetter,” you mocked in a baby voice, pinching his cheeks.
before he could reply, you tugged him out of the bathroom and pushed him on the bed. he stumbled back with a grunt, before glowering at the wall. he didn’t even try to hide his displeasure. nanami hated being coddled like this, and you knew it. he was very particular about how you took care of him when he felt sick, or in this case, when he faked sickness, and this was the exact opposite of what he liked. now it was a game of who would break first.
“let’s see, i’ll get you some chicken soup, some water, and then, we can binge watch tiktok compilations on youtube!”
he grimaced, but nodded slowly, still gripping the plastic bag close to him. hmm, you wondered what was in the bag that would make him pass on his very easy way out. you started to search the dresser for the thermometer.
“there’s a new euphoria season, i heard it’s crazy,” coming up empty, you started to look in the next drawer. “but then again, i haven’t started the new season of love island yet."
at those two magical words, our husband shot up from the bed and marched over to you. without a word, he placed whatever was in the bag on the dresser in front of you. when he uncovered it, your jaw dropped. an unopened pregnancy test stared back at you again, just like it had 30 minutes ago, except this time, it wasn’t you who had bought it.
“please take it,” he muttered under his breath like he was terrified, “and please don’t make me watch that god awful show again.”
under normal circumstances, you’d giggle at his genuine hatred for the show, but you were too shocked at the fact he had gotten you a test too.
“okay, i thought i was pregnant, but why do you think i’m pregnant?” you crossed your arms and looked at the blonde man expectantly.
“don’t take this the wrong way,” he started. you glared at him, but didn’t interrupt. “as of late, you’ve been acting…odd when we’re in the baby aisle, almost as if you’re scared of it. and you cry at practically everything. who cries at an episode of divas?” he voice shook and pushed up his glasses.
“it’s actually called baddies,” you corrected him quietly.
“right, excuse me. um, who cries to an episode of…baddies? you can also smell anything and everything, it’s a bit creepy. plus you’ve been getting sick this past week in the morning. not to mention, we haven’t been the best with using protection lately…” his voice trailed off. “what i’m saying is, all signs point to you being pregnant.”
you only nodded before turning back to the bathroom. nanami shot you a puzzled look and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. you came back with the positive pregnancy test you took earlier.
“i guess the signs were right?” your voice broke and nanami immediately reach for you. his warm embrace calmed you down a little, but tears still streamed down your cheeks as you hiccuped softly again his chest. your husband rubbed soft circles on your back and whispered softly to you.
“what’s wrong sweetheart? did i say something to upset you? i’m sorry.” he croaked. the sound alarmed you. was he crying? you lifted your head up slowly to find him tearing up as well. your heart broke in two right then and there.
the two stood there for a bit, just holding each other, succumbing to the fact that it was real, not just a false alarm. a family of your own, a concept that belonged in your wildest dreams, was finally coming true…just not how you planned.
“i know it’s not how we envisioned,” nanami whispered, almost as if he could read your mind. “but i’m thrilled nonetheless. i love you and this baby with all my heart. you’re going to be the best mom ever.”
you hugged him tighter at that, grasping his work shirt. you sniffled before responding to him.
“and you’re going to be the best dad ever ken, trust me.”
“god, i hope so.” he said warily and you giggled.
“wait…if i hadn’t taken it already, how would have you convinced me to take the test?”
he reached over to grab the bag and tilted it so you could see its contents. inside, there was a bunch of your favorite things: snacks, makeup, drinks, you name it.
“no alcohol,” you fake pouted. he chuckled and shook his head.
“didn’t want to risk it. what if i had gotten you some and you drank it without knowing if you were pregnant? we don’t need another baby to come out like gojo.”
you gasped and swatted him.
"what? we have to be prepared for anything. i'll order a better security system, some parenting books, maybe a—"
you lifted a hand up to stop his rambling. nanami sighed and chuckled. "i'm sorry, i'm getting ahead of myself."
you smiled at him and laid your head back on his chest. you listened to his heartbeat, it was pounding. the anxiety surrounding fatherhood was already eating away at him. the usually composed man stood before you, scared out of his mind. parenthood scared you too, but you had him. your rock.
"it's okay," you reassured him. "we'll do this together..." you pressed your lips to his cheek once more.
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