Happy Birthday, Shizuo!
Disclaimer: I own only my OC
The day started out normally enough. Shizuo woke up next to his wife, Tania, who had moved in with him a week or so before their wedding.
Even months later, he still marveled at how wonderful it was to wake up and see her every morning, the woman who kept him calm, the woman who loved him and insisted that he was good, and kind, and human, and not a monster. The woman he loved more than he had known it was possible to love someone.
He smiled softly and reached out, brushing a bit of hair out of her eyes and tucking it behind her ear.
Most people wouldn't even believe he was capable of the kind of gentle touch that he reveled in giving to Tania.
Not that they were always gentle, he remembered, blushing slightly. There were times when she encouraged him to let his passion out, when she looked up at him with those dark chocolate eyes and insisted that she trusted him, and he didn't have to worry about hurting her.
He leaned down and kissed her temple, thrusting those thoughts out of his head as best he could before getting up and moving as quietly as he could to the shower.
The bathroom door clicked shut.
After waiting for the sound of the water to cover any noise she might make, Tania opened her eyes and sat up.
She got out of bed and pulled on her robe, then got out one of his usual bartender outfits -he had insisted that she treat today like a normal day- and set it out on the bed. Then she pulled the gift-wrapped box out of her robe's pocket and laid it on the bed, where he would be sure to see it when he came out of the bathroom.
With that done, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast for when Shizuo finished his shower.
Shizuo wrapped a towel around his waist, then opened the bathroom door. He blinked when he noticed the clothes already laid out on the bed, which was empty except for a small box wrapped in shiny golden paper.
Frowning, he picked up the gift and turned it over in his hands. There was no note, no explanation. He knew who it was from, of course, but he didn't know why she had gotten him something when he had insisted that today didn't need to be any different from any other day.
He got dressed, wondering what was in the box. Maybe he shouldn't open it yet?
Deciding that Tania wouldn't have left it there if she hadn't wanted him to open it right away, he carefully tore the golden paper and opened the rectangular box inside. For a moment, he stared at the object inside. It was round on one end and flat on the other, white and plastic with a little screen marked "result."
That...was that...
The "result" screen had two bars on it. What did that mean?
"Ani," he called hesitantly. "What do these two little bars mean?" He figured she would know which bars he was talking about, and she did. Her answer was clear and confident as she leaned against the doorframe and watched his expression carefully.
"It means I'm pregnant, Zuo."
He stared at her for a long moment. Then his gaze dropped to her stomach, and an expression akin to awe dawned on his features. He crossed the room and knelt in front of her, then reached out hesitantly.
"Go ahead," Tania murmured. Shizuo rested a hand on her flat stomach. "Eventually you'll be able to feel the baby move," she told him. The blond grinned up at her, and she relaxed. She had been worried that he wouldn't want a baby yet, would be frustrated or upset that she was pregnant. "Oh, and Arlua said to tell you that she's making Izaya stay in Shinjuku this week. Happy birthday, Zuo."
