Pairing: Dadjo aka Hubby/Baby Daddy!Gojo x Wifey/Baby Mama!Reader
Synopsis: Gojo takes such pride in being a great dad. He'll do anything to make his kiddos happy, even if it means hiding watercolor eggs in your backyard for an Easter egg hunt...sure, it's just to get them out of the house so he can fuck you in your fake bunny ears before Easter dinner.
But still, he should get his props for being such a good Papa Bunny! He's even trying to give you ANOTHER little bunny to breed! How generous is that?! And when he comes in wearing a bunny suit for your kiddos, you find yourself inclined to give him just what he wants...and what you want.
Warnings: 18+ (MDNI); No Curse AU; Married Couple AU; Dadjo/Papajo x Mommy!Reader; Yuji, Megumi & Nobara Are Your Kids; Pervy/Sex Addict!Gojo; Sexual Tension; Sinning On Easter lol; Kitchen Foreplay; Mild Food Play; Quickie; Sneaky Public Sex; Mild Pet/Bunny Play; Daddy Kink; Butt Plug; Doggystyle; Spitting; Deepthroat; Facefuck; Breeding; Creampie; Gojo Cums 2x
Word Count: 4.6k
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!
Writer's Note: A very happy Easter Sunday for all who celebrate!! 🌸🌸🐇🐇 🐣🐣 This is my way of coping with my fantasy of Gojo fucking me out of my mind in my bunny ears & calling me is "cute lil breeding bunny" *sobs* -Jazz
Credits: Gojo fan art made by groshik256 on X! Dividers made by @strangergraphics & @thecutestgrotto!
"A scavenger hunt?!" the three kids shout in unison, dressed in their Easter Sunday best and prepared to absolutely fuck it all up with grass and dirt stains.
Gojo nods, holding a big wicker basket of watercolor-painted eggs in front of him, dressed in his own Easter Sunday best of a blue tailored suit. "That's right, kiddos. And whoever finds the most eggs OR finds the golden egg first wins the game."
He grins down at his beautiful babies of ages seven and eight, growing up way too damn fast in his opinion. "But what if it takes us a long time to find the gold egg OR collect all of 'em?" Yuji asks in his bunny ears and yellow suit.
Gojo takes a moment to think about this, not having even put it into thought before he came up with this perfect idea to distract the kids for a while after church. "Then we'll tie it!" he answers, giving each of his kids a big, flashy grin.
"Tie it?!" Nobara scoffs. She's the oldest of eight years old and already taking the personality of him when it comes to competitiveness. "That's not fair! There can only be one winner!" She stomps her Mary Jane shoe, dressed so cutely in a ruffled pink dress and white stockings that you, her pretty mother, dressed her in.
"I'll be the winner," Yuji proudly announces, grinning at his sister and Megumi, his brother whom you and Gojo adopted when he was an infant. "Yeah, right," the black-haired boy scoffs in his navy blue suit. "It took you 20 minutes to find that Hersey bar on Halloween."
"That's only 'cause you and Nobara hid it again!" the pink-haired boy argues.
"I'm gonna win this," Nobara states, already searching the backyard for the eggs that Gojo is still in the process of hiding. "That gold egg is mine!"
"Yeah, but what if I collect more eggs than them even though they got the gold egg?" Yuji curiously questions his dad while his siblings argue. "Will we still tie it, Papa?"
Gojo resists the urge to roll his eyes behind his sunglasses, exhaustion already taking over. 'These damn kids,' he thinks. He thought an Easter egg hunt would be a good idea, but he's already regretting it as the kids continue to bicker and squawk at each other.
Damn, if he knew that distracting his kids with a game just so he can get your ass alone would be this much work, he would've tried to get a quickie in before church.
Luckily, you come to the rescue as Super Mama, standing by the door in your Easter outfit: a sinful pink dress that looks so damn delicious on your curvy form, making your skin glow from the vibrant color. Gojo couldn't help the boner that popped when he saw you, oh-so obsessed with how sexy you looked.
He would've gladly had hiked up your dress and made you cum real quick until you moaned out his name if church didn't start early. And God forbid he makes you late for an Easter service. You're very serious about that (though he loves seeing you mad. That turns him on too).
So he resisted the urge to pull you aside and fuck you dumb in the church bathroom while you sat next to him in the pew, your floral perfume making his cock hard in his slacks. But now you're at home and there is NOTHING stopping him from getting a quickie in with you before the guests arrive for Easter dinner.
"Alright, little bunnies, no more harassing your papa," you giggle. "We're all winners in this house and you'll all get Mommy's famous carrot cake later for dessert."
"Yay!" Yuji and Nobara happily shout while Megumi tries not to look too happy at the prospect of sweets.
"Now y'all play nice out here while I clean up the house. Your auntie and uncles will be here soon."
"Yes, Mama!" the trio shout in unison and stand at attention while Gojo stands before them, holding his phone with the timer on the screen.
"So you three got the rules, right?" he asks to which they all eagerly nod. "Then on the count of one, you guys start huntin' and NO CHEATING. Three...two...one, go!"
And the three scurry like rabbits to hunt for the eggs, running about in their pretty, pastel-colored clothes and laughing. Gojo watches them for a bit, his heart bursting, before he sneaks into the house to have a moment alone with you.
You, his adorable, sweet, talented, sexy, gorgeous Goddess of a wife. The mother of his beautiful children. The one he wants to spend the rest of his life with. The woman who never fails to turn him on and get him hard as a rock at inappropriate moments.
He finds you in the kitchen cooking up a storm, the scents of roasted chicken in the air fryer and sweets baking in the oven in the air. You decided to make carrot cake, lemon pound cake, and cookies shaped like Easter eggs and bunnies that he helped cut and decorate last night.
That's his baby. You're a little perfectionist right down to your adorable, pink-painted little toes peeking out of your black pumps. You hum as you strut about with that ass, tying an apron around your waist as you check the on the chicken roasting in the fryer. The counter is full of dishes and mixing materials, a big mixing bowl full of with buttercream frosting sitting in front of you.
"Here, lemme help you, baby," he says, coming up behind you to tie the apron for you. It's really just a ploy to get himself pressed against you so he can feel that perfect, full, supple ass against his crotch and smell your perfume. You startle a bit, giggling. "Didn't hear you come in, babe. Thank you. The kids okay?"
Gojo nods, barely paying any attention to what you're saying because that perfume, smelling like roses and daises, is in his nose. "Yeah, they're in the backyard. You don't have to worry about...are those bunny ears?"
His eyes have finally noticed the fake, fluffy bunny ears on top of your head of perfect curls. He didn't notice them at first because he was too busy looking at your ass and legs like a perv. "Yeah, just for today. Are they too silly?" You try to slide them off, but Gojo stops you.
"They're fuckin' adorable," he groans, not even trying to hide how hard he is anymore. He presses himself against your ass, consequently pushing you against the counter so you're trapped between that and his big, hard body. "Can't you see what you're doin' to me?"
You gasp when you feel his bulge brush against your backside, pushing against his blue slacks. "Gojo," you softly whisper. "Y-You're-"
"Hard as fuck," he replies, giving a throaty chuckle against your neck that he can feel makes you shudder. "And you look so good in this damn dress. Are you tryin' to get fucked right here?"
He begins to kiss and suck on your neck, earning soft moans out of you. Instinctively, you press yourself back against him, much to his liking, allowing him to lock his big arms around your waist to hold you tight. "Guess my little bunny is feenin' too," he whispers, teasingly kissing your ear the way you like.
When you hear the sound of the kids' laughter, your eyes open and you try to pull away from him. "Toru," you whine. "N-Not right now. The kids-"
"Are fine." Gojo is damn near feral when he whips you around and picks you up without even breaking a sweat. You gasp, turned on by Gojo's showcasing of his strength as he plops you down on the counter beside the tray of cooling cookies and the bowl of frosting.
Getting a spontaneously kinky idea, he dips a finger into the bowl and traces some frosting along your bottom lip before leaning in to kiss and suck it away. You moan into the sloppy, sweet, buttercream-flavored kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as the make out session grows heavy.
"You need to give our kiddos credit, mama," Gojo murmurs, panting slightly as he pulls away. He dips into the frosting again with a clean finger and draws a creamy line over your exposed thigh. He lowers down to lick across your skin, making you whimper as he gets dangerously close to your panties.
He stares up at you with those alluring, seductive blue eyes and a smile that he wishes would make your pretty, lace undies drop for him. "They can handle themselves for the next ten minutes, right?" he asks, his voice sultry and teasing.
CRASH!
"Daaaaadyyyy! Yuji fell out a tree!" Nobara wails from outside. Gojo swears he nearly crashes the fuck out. You smile, flushed and horny, but you still yank down your dress much to his dismay. "Go check on our son and try not to murder them."
Gojo begins to pout as you hop off of the counter, but then you lace your arms around his waist and press your full, pretty race up against him, squishing your tits so enticingly that he can't help but look. "I'll give you all the attention you need later tonight, Daddy," you whisper, staring up at him through your long lashes in a way that makes him want to say "FUCK THEM KIDS!" and rail you good right here.
But before Gojo can say something out of pocket or pervy, the doorbell suddenly rings and you hear Shoko yell out, "It's the Easter Bunny!" at the top of her lungs. Gojo has the sudden lust for murder, but he quells it by adjusting his hard cock and swallowing his horniness as you walk by him to greet your guests.
But he still can't resist a nice ass smack, the sound of his open palm coming down on that glorious behind echoing throughout the kitchen. You squeal, scowling at him before scurrying off to be a good host while Gojo contemplates how to get a moment alone with you with a house full of people.
Unfortunately for him, and fortunately for you, he doesn't get a chance to perv on you due to the big supper consisting of roasted chicken, steamed vegetables, mashed potatoes, and a salad for Shoko. He knows he could easily sneak off to the bathroom with you for a quickie, but every time he comes close to acting on it, someone wants more wine or one of the kids is trying to sneak off to nibble on the desserts waiting in the kitchen.
So the only thing he can do is tamper his boner and try not to stare at your tits while you and Shoko chat about the latest Bridgerton series. What comes after the dinner are Easter basket exchanges and Gojo has the best plan for his kiddos to make it extra special.
One that involves an Easter bunny onesie.
While the kids are sitting in the living room among you, Nanami, and Shoko, he sneaks outside and goes to the garage where he is keeping four Easter baskets reserved for four of his favorite people...but yours is extra special.
After dressing in the onesie and realizing how hot it is once he puts it on, Gojo comes around to the front door, waving at the neighbors who happen to see a grown ass man dressed in a white bunny suit carrying pastel wicker baskets full of plastic eggs. He then knocks and Nobara comes to the door, opening it.
All heads turn to see Gojo standing in his suit, mixed expressions of shock and excitement evident. "Happy Easter!" he happily shouts as he stomps into the living room. "I heard there's a basket exchange goin' on in here and I have some gifts!"
"Daaaad," Megumi groans in embarrassment while Nobara and Yuji are jumping around him, grabbing at the baskets. Shoko is cracking up while Nanami is snapping photos, completely stone faced. You, however, are in shock, having no idea that your husband was even planning this.
Unbeknownst to Gojo, watching him stoop down to play with your kids and offer them their baskets in his silly bunny suit is turning you on more than words can express. It's less about the suit and more about his willingness to make his kids happy that is making your body hot and you shift in your chair.
'He's such a good dad,' you think, smiling tenderly and trying not to think about him fucking you in the bunny suit (but it's all you can think about). How you wish you could sneak away with him and finally quench this sexual tension simmering between you...until you get an idea spurred by your arousal.
It's only a few minutes later when you excuse yourself to get something from the basement that Gojo gets the surprise of his life. He's in the middle of playing a video game with Yuji, still in his bunny suit, when you call for him. "Satoru, can you help me down here?! I can't find the other bottle of wine!"
Gojo tells Megumi to take his place before leaving his family to head into the basement. He walks down each step carefully on his long legs and big rabbit feet, trying not to trip, whistling as he does. "Baby!" he calls as he comes down the steps. "Did you find the..." But the question dies in this throat the minute he sees you.
You are leaning against the wall, your hands pressed against it and your dress hiked up to expose that perfect, full ass and the very obvious carrot-shaped butt plug peeking out between your cheeks, plunged deep in your pretty hole. Your bunny ears are still on your head, matching the fluffy rabbit tail you have stuck above your asscrack, right above the plug.
"Shit," Gojo swears under his breath, gobsmacked by the sexy scene. You turn your face to meet his, your eyes teasing and lustful. "Do you like your gift, Daddy?" you purr. "I had to give you something special for being such a good papa bunny."
Gojo can barely breathe as you turn around, exposing your gorgeous mound and pussy to him that he can see is glistening with wetness. "H-How long were you wearin' that?" he stammers when you sashay towards him, placing your hands all over his toned body over the furry suit.
You give a sexy little giggle as you begin kissing his neck, making his eyes roll back in pleasure. "All day," you whisper, making his cock surge. What a freaky, pervy, slutty little wife he's got!
With that admission, Gojo wastes no time indulging you, his lips on yours and his big hands groping your naked ass, making you moan against his soft, wet, luscious lips as the plug massages your asshole. "You little minx," he growls. "Makin' me this fuckin' hard. Teasin' me..."
Now it's his turn to moan as your hand slides down to palm his dick through the suit, your tiny, slender fingers sliding along his bulge chubbing against the suit. "We don't have much time. Gotta make this quick, Daddy."
With a sultry smile, you begin to unzip his suit, finding him completely naked underneath. You gasp as your eyes drink in his tan skin, toned abs and pecs, and his hard cock springing to life out of the suit. "No underwear? Really, Satoru?" you scoff.
Gojo blushes, sheepishly smiling. "It was kinda cramped...but it won't be a problem for you, will it, baby?" He gives you a cheeky grin and a sloppy kiss as you begin to stroke him before Gojo takes your hand, opens it, and spits in your hand for you. The lewd act makes you even hornier, your juices slipping and trickling down your thighs, staining your pantyhose.
It doesn't bother you too much though and of course, it's not a problem because you take his dick in your hand and begin giving him the sloppiest, nastiest, deepest head he has ever gotten from you.
Gojo has to grip the stair railing to avoid falling over as you wrap those pretty, luscious lips around him and use that mouth like it's your profession, sucking and gulping him just right, spit dripping down your chin to coat your tits when he snatches your dress and bra straps down to expose them.
"S-Shit, mama, slow down!" he stammers, panting and swearing under his breath at the heavenly suction and your wet tongue licking his shaft. "Y-You're gonna...oh, fuck, you're gonna make me shoot to quick!"
You stare up at him with those irresistibly, dreamy eyes and pop off of him with a wet, suction sound like you sucked a big, juicy lollipop. "That's the idea," you purr. "I want my hubby to give his little bunny a nice, big throatpie~"
Then you go right back to him, stroking and sucking him off in his bunny suit. As ridiculous as it is, it is also extremely hot to Gojo. And to you too. Kneeling before him in your pumps and Easter dress, you can't help but stroke your pussy, growing wetter and stickier at the sound of his pornographic moans and whines as you hollow your cheeks and open your throat for him.
Then it's down the hatch he goes, sinking into the walls of your throat to nearly brush the back of it. "Oh, God!" he gasps. "Fuck, baby, yes! Take me deeper! Lemme fuck that pretty throat!" He grips your hair, avoiding your bunny ears, as he begins to plunge his cock down your throat, fucking your face.
He watches you take it all effortlessly, blushed and highlighted cheeks hollowed, glossy lips stretched around his dick, eyes ringed in eyeliner and mascara becoming smudged from your activity. There is so much spit that it slips down his balls, making your throat sloppier and wetter to slide against and fuck to his heart's content.
This is all he wanted. This is all he needed. You and that mouth that's so good and so tight that it's stupid.
It's too much for him! Such a good thing all at once is too much to take and soon, he can feel a fat nut rising in his balls, ready to empty out down your throat the more your pretty hand stroke him and your throat constricts around him. "Shit, I'mma cum!" he whimpers. "I'm gonna fucking fill that throat up, I swear to-"
"Daddy?" Nobara calls. "Mommy? What are you guys doing down there?"
Gojo stops, all of the color in his face draining. You stop sucking, eyes wide with fear. He looks behind him and luckily, Nobara isn't near the basement, but he sees her shadow. "U-Uh, Mommy just spilled somethin' on the floor!" he quickly lies. "Don't come down here, honey. There's glass everywhere."
Nobara pauses there for a moment and he fears that she won't listen, but God answers his prayers. The last thing he wants is his baby girl to come downstairs and traumatize her "Oh!" she exclaims. "Well, Yuji and Megumi won't let me play the game!"
"Tell them Mommy said to let you play or no dessert!" you call, trying to keep your voice steady as Gojo begins to stroke his dick in your face, still surprisingly hard...well, not all that surprising. "Now go on, baby. We'll be upstairs soon."
"Okay, Mama!" Nobara happily says before skipping off to tell her brothers off. Quickly, you rise to your feet, letting out a sigh of relief. "Guess this will have to wait till later."
But Gojo ain't having that. He takes you and spins you around, making you face the wall. "Fuck that," he grunts. "I'm fucking this pussy one way or another. Hands on the wall, baby."
You do so, just as needy as he is, and arch your back to present your perfect ass to him. The butt plug is still there and he begins to twist it around in your asshole, making you bite back a moan. "Just make it quick," you warn him, your voice soft and hoarse with need.
"That won't be a problem," he chuckles. "This Easter bunny is ready to give you a nice, fat load deep in this pretty pussy." He takes his cock and rubs it against your soft, glistening pussy lips, earning a shuddery, soft moan out of you.
"Does my little bunny want that and a big dick this Easter?" he teases, his sultry voice filling your eardrum. "Does she want somethin' else in her gorgeous lil' hole?"
He pushes and his dickhead is suddenly in you, making you gasp. His smell, his touch, and the feeling of him pressed against you are all too overstimulating. You can no longer control your desperation. "F-Fuck, Toru, yes!" you stammer, wrapping an arm back to loop around his neck, pulling him closer. "Please just fuck me right here!"
Minutes later, Gojo has his cock plunged to the hilt inside your satiny, velvety, dripping wet pussy and is pounding into it like it's his job. His moans and grunts are soft and quiet, bitten back by his teeth sinking into his bottom lip.
Meanwhile, you have your mouth clapped over your mouth as you bounce up and down on his big, long dick that curves into your G-spot and makes you whine, moan, and sob like a pornstar into your palm as your pussy makes the most lewd, embarrassing squelching noises like a spoon mixing in a pot of Mac N Cheese.
Gojo loves every moment of it, watching your pussy stretch around him and your ass jiggle against his pelvis, your butt plug on full display. "Ha...God, l-look at you!" he groans. "Bouncin' on that dick like a good little bunny!"
He fucks your asshole with the plug as he fucks your pussy with his dick, sliding the carrot-shaped toy in deeper and making your eyes bulge from the explosive ecstasy. "Does it feel good? You like it like this, wifey?"
You let your hand fall from your mouth and place it on the wall, bracing yourself against the rough, desperate fucking that your husband is giving you. "Yes, yes, oh, fuck yes!" you whine. "You feel so good, Daddy!"
Gojo's balls tighten at the sound of the naughty pet name, the urge to shoot a load in your pussy way too tempting. "You do too. Good enough to fuckin' breed." He doesn't stop thrusting as he lifts your leg up, pushing his cock deeper inside of you, making you bite back a loud gasp.
"Good enough to give you a nice baby bunny right here, right now. You make me wanna fuck you till you get pregnant again f'me." He reaches down to rub your clit in time with his thrusts while he sucks on your ear, sending sparks of pleasure exploding through your body.
"Toru!" you gasp, your pussy tightening, gripping him tighter than a vice as your orgasm quickly approaches. "Fuck, that's gonna make me cum!"
Gojo groans in arousal and need, gripping you tight to him in an effort to keep you close. To keep you locked against his body and his fat, hard dick. "Fuck me back then, angel," he gasps. "Bounce on that fuckin' dick and cum for me!"
You do so, rocking back on your feet and practically twerking on him, bouncing yourself back onto his cock slick with your honey. He gives it right back to you, catching it when you throw your ass against him, the force of his thrusts knocking your bunny ears off.
"Harder!" you beg through a whimper. "Fuck me harder! Faster!"
He obliges, fucking your pussy off of its hinges, your juices mixing with his precum, slipping and sliding down your thighs and his balls. He claps a hand over your mouth when you get a little too loud, your moans muffled by his palm as your soft ass smacks against his abs.
"S-Shit, darlin', you keep doin' that and I'll cum!" he warns. "Fuck, I can't stop! You're gonna make me shoot!" He grips your ass with one hand, giving it a hard smack, before he leans in towards your ear, taking his hand off of your mouth to grip your throat.
"Is that what my little fuck bunny wants, huh? You want me to fuck that pussy till she squirts f'me and give her another kit?"
He turns your head and gives you a French kiss, your tongues sliding and swirling with one another, sharing each other's taste. "Yes!" you gasp against his lips. "Yes, get me pregnant, Toru! Give your wife another baby please!"
Hearing your dirty begging and imagining you once again plump with his baby, your tits dripping with milk and your sex drive skyrocketing, sends Gojo's careening towards his nut. He digs his face into your sweet-smelling hair as he cums hard, shooting a fat, creamy load of spunk straight into your pussy.
He moans and whines into your hair, biting his lip so hard that he nearly draws blood. You cum too, shuddering and shivering as your pussy clenches with your orgasm, drawing more spunk out of his cock to fill your womb.
Gojo wraps both hands around your tits, squeezing and massaging them as his thrusts slow down, growing sloppier and lazier as he helps you both ride out your intense orgasms. Finally, he pulls out of you with a soft groan and gives you a heated look.
"Clean me up," he demands as you turn around, staring at his cock slick with your mess. "Look at the mess you made."
You do as he says, bending down to suck your juices off of his cock, making him moan and pet your soft hair. He then returns the favor, turning you around and bending you over to see himself leak out of your pussy. "Now that's a creampie," he whistles through a pant. "I've been holdin' that since this morning."
He then slurps his cum out of your pretty cunt, lapping gently at your hole and around the rim of your asshole stretched by the plug. You moan at the feeling, reaching back to cup his head. "Me too," you tiredly giggle. "I'm glad we got a chance to do that."
Gojo rises to his feet once finished and smiles down at you, adoringly and lovingly. You give him the same intimate smile, placing a hand on your tummy. "And we're expecting again," you whisper.
The air between you is electric, filled with love and the promise of more of that love growing. Gojo wraps his arms around you, kissing you silly. "Same here, mama. I'm always happy to grow our little family together. You're such a good mommy."
You smile bashfully, leaning your forehead against his. But the tender moment is cut short when you hear a loud crash and you both sigh, realizing that it's time to get back to reality.
"Now let's get cleaned up and celebrate with some carrot cake," Gojo chuckles, pulling your dress down your ass to hide the butt plug. "We'll have to tell the fam soon."
After cleaning each other up and making yourselves look like you haven't been fucking, Gojo grabs a random wine bottle and comes barreling out of the basement and into the living room.
"Got the wine!" he announces like an Oscar award winning actor. "Careful downstairs; Y/N dropped a bottle."
You smile in secrecy and giggle to yourself, still feeling his cum stick to your inner thighs as you present a plate of carrot cake to your guests."Who wants dessert?" you call.
"Me, me!" Yuji shouts with a grin...but then it falters and he cocks his head at you in curiosity. "Hey, Mommy, your bunny ears are crooked!"
You watch as Shoko and Nanami look at each other knowingly, making you flush with embarrassment. So much for being sneaky.
mean! shopkeeper! gojo and the one time he was “mean” to his very much pregnant wife.
“babyyyy!” you whined out from the second floor of the shop. gojo smiled to himself at the sound of your voice that he could never get tired of. “coming.” gojo huffs out while walking up the stairs, his back is getting worse by the day. once he hits the top of the stairs, a putrid smell hits his nose. this face scrunches up almost immediately and he brings the collar of his shirt above his nose. “what the hell?” he calls out, hoping you also smelt this awful, awful scent.
“what?” you ask, turning around and facing gojo. oh. you were eating a pickle sandwich…with a side of fried eggs and peanut butter. “baby..” he mutters, dry heaving when the shirt falls from his face. the closer he gets, the smells worsens. “i..understand pregnancy cravings but..” he can’t even finish his sentence without running to the bathroom to, assumingely, throw up. your eyes well up with tears, you didn’t mean to make him throw up! you place your meal on the dining room table and you “run” (the most you can do is shuffle quickly) the fastest you can at six months pregnant, to your shared bedroom. once satoru is finished with throwing up his breakfast and lunch, he stands up to look for you, the smell still lingering.
“y/n?” he calls out, quietly moving around the top floor for any sound you might make…you weren’t all that discreet, though. your cries started to get louder and louder and eventually hit satoru’s ears. oh no. he practically sprints to your shared bedroom and when he sees your sobbing figure, he kneels next to the bed and scratches your head in comfort. once you look up at him through your wet eyes, you can’t help but cry some more. “oh my goodness, baby. you gotta breathe.” gojo softly reprimands you. moving to sit next to you on the bed and pulling you into his side.
“cmon, talk to me..” satoru says, rubbing your belly. “you’re so mean!” you cry out, softly hitting his chest in your bout of frustration. “what did i do?” satoru chuckles, holding your hand in his. “you-you said im disgusting!” you cry out, but softer this time. gojo’s face scrunches up in confusion, wracking his brain to try and figure out when he ever said anything like that. “what? no i didn’t.” he says, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand. “well…you implied it! you threw up everywhere!” you say, your breathing becoming steady as you reason with your husband. “oh my.” gojo smiles, rolling his eyes playfully. “no, my love. when you put pickles, fried eggs, and peanut butter together, it doesn’t make the best scent, baby.” he tells you, kissing your cheek. “i’m sorry i made you feel that way, okay? what do i have to do to make my wife feel better?” he asks, turning the tv on.
you think to yourself for a moment. you smile and your eyes light up. “you can bring my plate in here.” gojo sighs and looks over at you.
“of course.”
- sorry if this is inaccurate i’ve never been pregnant
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