There were very few moments in time that you caught Tetsuya in a fluster. The day you went into labor definitely constituted as such. After all, the baby you’d been waiting nine months for was finally ready to pop out, and you were both pretty tired of the seemingly endless droll of time.
“How are you feeling?” He asked that afternoon, the moment he returned home from practice. You smiled to yourself, knowing he was far more excited about the baby than he let on.
“Not even going to announce you’re home, huh?” You waved at him from your spot on the couch, lying carefully on your side and enjoying your lazy moment. “Welcome back, anyways.”
“Sorry.” Tetsu’s voice floated over the couch, breathless as he situated himself beside you. “I want to make sure you’re okay, is all.”
“So then, you’re either tired because practice was tough, or you ran all the way here to make sure nothing happened.