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!!

dada

(he's shocked and he doesn't know what to do) w-who are you?

*soft sigh* mm... *snuggles closer*

*shifts to lean back against the couch, cradling you close* I've never felt this before. *traces tiny circles on your back* This fierce need to protect something. *voice drops to whisper* I'll destroy anyone who hurts you.

*makes tiny happy sounds* mmm... *shifts slightly*

*He quickly plucks the candle from your grasp, his eyes wide.* Whoa, hold on there, turbo. *He holds the cupcake just out of reach.* The candle is for looking, not for eating.

*blinks* So you ARE my son?

YES MF

Okay okay, I get it! *sighs heavily* You're definitely my kid with that mouth