GOJO SATORU X READER X MEGUMI
➛ summary: when Megumi sees you kissing Santa, he knows he has to tell Satoru. But what if Santa is closer than he thinks?
➛ warnings: dad!Gojo, a little angst because of sad megumi (poor baby), fem!reader, fluff, happy ending
➛ a/n: another Christmas drabble. I know a lot of people have done the ‘I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus’ idea, so this is my take on it. I think I got one more drabble to go after this.
Satoru presses a kiss to your sleeping face before he slips out of bed, heading to the kitchen to get the coffee started.
He watches you stir slightly as he creeps out of the room. He’s trying to be a good husband and let you sleep a little longer before the festive madness begins.
It’s 5am on Christmas morning. He knows Megumi will most likely be up soon so he wants at least one of you to be awake to greet him.
Satoru creeps along the hallway quietly before he reaches the top of the stairs.
His brows furrow when he sees a small form sitting at the bottom already.
“Merry Christmas, Megs. What are you doing up so early, bud?” He says softly as he climbs down the stairs.
The white haired man gasps as a very teary eyed Megumi looks up at him as he reaches the bottom of the stairs.
“Hey, hey, hey. What’s going on? What’s got you so upset?” Satoru coos at the young boy.
Megumi sniffles as he wipes at his eyes with the back of his hands. The poor boy looks like his whole world is falling apart sitting there in his reindeer pjs.
“Megumi, you’re worrying me. What’s going on?” Satoru can feel his heart rate speeding up. What the hell was going on? Who upset him and on Christmas morning of all days.
“I-I need to t-tell you something.” Megumi sniffles. “Ok?” Satoru encourages. “B-but I’m w-worried about what will h-happen.” More tears begin to flow down his reddened cheeks.
“Worried what will happen, Megs?” Satoru questions, confusion lacing his voice as he takes a seat next to him on the step. “That w-we won’t be a f-family anymore.” Megumi’s tears begin to flow heavier and it’s breaking Satoru’s heart.
What the hell is going on?
“Why wouldn’t we be a family anymore?” Satoru asks, his brows furrowing in further confusion. “C-cause I saw s-something b-ba—bad.” Megumi sobs.
Satoru moves to crouch in front of the boy so he can look him in the eyes.
“Hey, hey. Look at me, bud. I need you to tell me what you saw because you’re really making me worried now.” Satoru says gently as he takes one of Megumi’s hands, trying to hide the way his own hands shake with anxiety.
“I promise you I’m not gonna be mad and you aren’t gonna be in trouble. I just need you to tell me what happened.” He tells him as calmly as possible.
Megumi’s small form shakes as he continues to cry.
“Take a deep breath for me.” Satoru coos softly. “In—“ he demonstrates by inhaling, “and out.” He watches Megumi copy his breathing. “One more time.” Satoru encourages.
Megumi lets out a final shaky breath as his navy eyes focus on Satoru.
“Alright?” Satoru asks, hand still holding Megumi’s small one. Megumi nods his head slowly, eyes still filled with unshed tears.
“Ok, now tell me what you saw, buddy.” Satoru directs calmly.
Megumi uses his free hand to wipe at his sniffling nose. “L-last night I s-saw Y/N—“ he begins as new tears threaten to fall, his bottom lip wobbling. “Saw her doing what?” Satoru encourages, his heart pounding against his ribs.
He really hopes Megumi can’t hear or sense how anxious he is. He doesn’t want to upset him even more.
“S-she was k-kissing Santa.” Megumi finishes as a few new tears finally slip. “A-and I know t-that’s b-bad cause she’s your w-wife so she’s only s-supposed to k-kiss y-you.” His small voice whimpers.
Satoru’s whole body sags with relief. This is what has him so worked up?
Last night you’d helped Satoru get all dressed up in his Santa costume, even helping him shove a pillow under his shirt to make the big round belly.
The last 2 Christmas’s you guys have had Megumi living with you, he sneaks out of bed every Christmas Eve. Quietly creeping down the stairs to see if he can catch a glimpse of Santa.
So this year Satoru hired a Santa costume with the plan to let Megumi catch ‘Santa’ in the act.
Everything had gone exactly as planned.
Satoru waited in the living room, with you hiding out of Megumi’s line of sight, waiting to hear the pitter patter of Megumi’s little feet creeping downstairs to wait for Santa.
When the telltale pitter patter came, Satoru sprang into action.
He crept quietly around the living room placing Megumi’s presents under the tree. Pretending to be completely unaware of the small boy's presence.
You’d both had to stifle your laughter when you heard his little gasp at the fact he’d finally caught Santa at work.
Eventually, when all the presents had been put under the tree, Satoru stretched up letting out a “Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas.” Changing the timber in his voice to camouflage who he was.
After that you’d heard Megumi’s feet skittering back up the stairs before he would be caught.
Or at least you thought you did.
Once you’d thought Megumi was gone you’d come out of your hiding spot, walking over to Satoru with a giggle.
You’d chatted for a few seconds before you’d told him “Merry Christmas, Santa.” And your husband had leaned in for a kiss.
Unbeknownst to both of you. The young boy must have crept back down the stairs.
That’s what Megumi must have seen.
You kissing ‘Santa Claus’.
“I-I don’t w-want us to n-not be a f-family anymore.” Megumi cries.
Satoru smiles at him softly.
Sure the kid gave him attitude a lot of the time — although he had learned a lot of said attitude from Satoru himself — but he loved Megumi and he loved being a family.
“Calm down, buddy. Ok? It’s all gonna be alright.” Satoru comforts as he sits back on the step beside him, rubbing his back.
Satoru wraps his arm around the small boy's shoulders.
He’s racking his brain, desperately trying to think of a way to calm Megumi down about what happened without spoiling the magic of Christmas for him.
That’s when an idea pops into his head.
“Hey, Megs. You saw Santa last night, right?” Satoru asks. “Y-yeah.” The dark haired boy sniffles. “You get a good look at him?” Satoru continues. “Yeah.” Megumi nods.
Satoru tries to hide his grin.
“Was there anything you recognised about him?” Satoru questions. “Anything look familiar?” He pushes.
Megumi’s brows furrow as his little brain works overtime to think about what Santa looked like.
Red suit. White hair. White beard. Boots. Blue eyes. Dark sunglasses.
Blue eyes? Dark sunglasses?
“He h-had blue eyes. L-like yours.” Megumi stutters, his tears beginning to slow down. “A-and glasses. L-like the ones y-you wear too.”
Satoru finally lets his grin show.
“Hm, is that right?” Satoru winks.
Megumi gasps so loud that Satoru is surprised he didn’t wake half the neighbourhood.
“I-it was you! You’re Santa!” Megumi squeals, eyes wide like saucers. “Shhh!” Satoru hushes him. “It’s true. I’m Santa. But you can’t tell any of the other kids, alright? It’s a secret.” He whispers.
Megumi pretends to zip his lips and throw away the key, making Satoru chuckle.
“D-does Y/N know you’re Santa?” Megumi whispers. “Of course she does! That’s why she gave me a kiss.” Satoru reasons. Megumi nods along like everything now makes perfect sense.
“S-so we’re still a family?” Megumi asks softly. “Of course we are. Always will be.” Satoru smiles as he pulls him in for a side hug.
Megumi wraps his small arms around Satoru, his breathing finally becoming relaxed.
They sit in silence for a little longer before the small boy lets out a yawn.
“Hey, you wanna stay up with me or go sleep a little longer?” Satour asks quietly. “I think I’m gonna go back to sleep for just a little bit.” Megumi says as he rubs his eyes.
Poor kid is exhausted after all those mental gymnastics.
“Alright, you go sleep and I’ll be down here when you wake up.” Satoru smiles at him.
Megumi stands and begins to make his way back upstairs.
Satoru stands, about to walk off to the kitchen when Megumi calls for him from halfway up the stairs.
“Satoru?” Megumi calls. “Yeah, buddy?” The white haired man responds. “I-I—um—love you. And I love our family.” He says shyly.
Satoru feels his heart swell as well as tears in his eyes.
“I love you too, Megs. And I love our little family very much.” He smiles softly. Megumi just nods before he proceeds up the stairs.
Jeez. What an eventful start to Christmas Day.