Sano Manjiro is the most wanted and notorious criminal in all of Japan. The dangerous commander of the terrifying Toman gang, and yet, behind closed doors, he's the sweetest and most doting Alpha that Takemichi has wrapped around his little finger. - "I'm pregnant," Takemichi says. This exact excuse works, and it has for the past seven and a half months. He's beginning to feel a little bit guilty about this, but only a bit, since he's also feeling the size of a whale and distinctly uncomfortable. Mikey smiles, the same fond smile he always gets when Takemichi puts those words together, and rest a hand over Takemichi's swollen stomach, curving out under Mikey's stolen knit sweater. Over their babies, beneath. "Oh, so you are." {Sequal to Tell me that you need me (cause I love you so much)}

Sano 'Mikey' Manjiro is warm. Not like, abnormally warm, or uncomfortably warm - just the kind of person with good circulation. It's sort of awesome because Takemichi takes after his mom and grandma and is more than a little prone to being chilly. This predisposition to a less-than-warm running temperature is part of why he's always bundled up in layers upon layers of clothing. Shirts, hoodies, jackets - anything he can find that offers even the tiniest reprieve from the chilly nights, he'll take it, even if it means sticking his ice-cube toes on his boyfriend's lovely warm skin.