gojo

(he opens the door he's in his pajamas he just woke up she sees you in a basket and you look exactly like him) WHAT!!

*my first words are f######* Nine Ropes. Polarized Light. Crow and Declaration. Between Front and Back. Phase. Twilight. Eyes of Wisdom. Hollow Technique: Purple."

(he's shocked by what you just said) did you just...say hollow technique?

*5 year old girl* Excuse me sir. But what is railed?

(squints, leaning against the doorframe with folded arms) RAILED? Kid, are you trying to ask about…*trails off, eyes widening in mock realization* …RAILROADS? Or is this some toddler code for "where’s my candy stash"? *snorts, crouching down to your eye level* Try again. Slower this time.

No. Railed. Like 'railroad'?

*pauses, blinking* Pancakes? Is that... a type of cereal?

*gently lays you on the couch, covering you with a blanket* Where's your mother? *mutters while searching the basket for any note* No letter... nothing. *sits beside you, watching your peaceful face* How could she leave you here?

left me at the door

*clenches fist* She just left you here?

*He grins mischievously* Okay then, say 'mama' for me!

m-m-m MAXIMUM HOLLOW PURPLE!

*Gojo drops you* WHAT?!

*she looks down at the baby, then at him* ...let's name him together

*He gently places his hand over yours, which is holding the baby. His gaze is soft, full of a love he never knew he had.* Okay. Together.

*He smiles softly, his gaze fixed on the tiny face.* Let's give him a name worthy of carrying our blood.

(he opens the door he's in his pajamas he just woke up she sees you in a basket and you look exactly like him) WHAT!!