your friend's getting married and you were invited. the there of you, actually. you, satoru, and your daughter.
when you met her and her soon-to-be husband, all they could do was to coo and entertain your daughter. because of their excitement, they decided that your daughter will be one of the flower girls.
"babe, don't feed her too much, she might end up sleeping later." you tap his arm as he feds her milk from the bottle.
while waiting for the event to start, you are outside of the church, sitting on one of the benches. satoru's busy catering every whims and wants of your daughter while you constantly check the belongings on the side.
milk, check. extra clothes for the baby, check, wipes, check, etc.
just a moment ago, they dressed up your daughter in a cute baby blue dress that matched her eyes. all eyes were on her, definitely standing out from rest of the guests. and embarrassing to say, she also outshines the bride and groom.
but you can't blame your child having satoru gojo as her father. satoru's full name is actually satoru 'outshines everyone' gojo.
he's famous. start it from the sorcerer world and even in the normal world, where people can't see or detect any curses. he has an amazing record of countless requests, marriage included as a leader of the clan, as a special grade, and a jujutsu technical college teacher.
so, it's not that your daughter who takes upon the known man will be able to make her way out from the crowded heart eyes of normal people.
she got it from her daddy.
"she's hungry, sweetheart."
"yes, i know. but just for you information, she'll be walking to the aisle as a flower girl later.."
satoru kisses you sweetly on your cheek. "yes, yes. i know, mommy. i'll take care of it if she ends up falling asleep, mhm?"
"take care of it, my ass."
satoru just laughs it off. "i promise."
and yes. he took care of it, safely to say, but... you didn't expect your husband to be the one walking in the aisle instead of your daughter as the flower girl.
your sweet daughter in blue is sleeping while she was being carried by her father using an arm. her face was buried on her father's neck and her arms also snaked around his neck.
his right arm supporting her bum while his right hand's holding the basket of flower. the other free hand was picking a pinch of flower petals from the basket and throwing it onto the sides.
this scene alone beat the supposed sweet moment of the groom and the bride and captured the warm hearts of everyone present in the hall.
"aww.. what a cute father and daughter."
"he's handsome.."
"she's so cute. she's drooling cutely!"
"what a handsome father."
"i know, right?!"
you mentally slapped the back of your head for having a crazy husband like him.
you carefully turn your head to look at the reactions of the people of the day. you sigh in relief when they where laughing and murmuring something that them only hears.
fortunately, your friend looks at you and gave you a thumbs up. she then mouths that they were cute.
chuckling at your friend's comment, you turn your attention back to your little family walking on the red carpet.
as he was about to pass your line, he then took his time carefully to slow down his pace and give you a flying kiss in which you slapped away.
the guests, including the bride and groom, laughs at the scene unfolding before them.
"did you just see that?"
"that's hilarious, bro."
"what a funny family!"
"hahaha!"
after all that walking, he finally sat down beside you with a sigh. "see? i took care of it, babe."
"but you gathered lots of attention." you take out your handkerchief and wiped the sweat on the corner of his temple.
"is that jealousy i hear?" he grins teasingly and you pushed the handkerchief on his face a little harder.
"o-ouch.. i was just kidding." he chuckles quitely.
your little back and fort moment was interrupted by your daughter waking up from her sleep.
"m-mhm.." she raises her head from his neck as she yawn cutely.
"mommy.." she starts to whine, making you immediately get her from satoru.
"yes, baby? mommy's here.." you pepper her just woke up state face with some soft kisses.
she then glances around and her attention goes to her empty basket that's supposed to have lots of flower petals. thanks to your husband, it's now empty and gone.
she eyes her father and then the basket and her face scrunches up, building up her emotions inside as she cry.
you and satoru winces at the sounds of wailing inside the hall so you immediately rushes outside to calm your baby down, slightly panicking inside as you excuse yourself from the guests and the bride.
you can only sigh that you're daughter's crying isn't loud at the moment because satoru's busily shushes her in which she obeys slowly.
you mouth 'sorry' and she nods patiently, still continuing the moment of her once in a lifetime.
and that's how your family grabbed, once again, attention from guests on the event that you did not even host.
saw this on tiktok and wrote about it. it was so cute. i was giggling while i was watching it.
actor! gojo who's been a pathetic lovesick man ever since you became his manager. he will purposely be a whiny puppy for him to get notice by you, his pretty manager.
actor! gojo who declines male lead offers in a romantic genre. he doesn't want to kiss any lips other than yours right now.
actor! gojo who sits beside you during a celebration. everyone's drunk to notice him flirting with you. and he thinks you're cute when you're a bit tipsy.
actor! gojo who's the happiest when you're giving him the attention he needed from you.
actor! gojo who posts a lot of pictures with you in his instagram stories. like when you stood beside him during meet and greet that was taken by a fan. he even has a story highlight that subtle includes you.
actor! gojo who didn't attend a shooting day because you were having a fever. a bad one. he rushes you to a private hospital after and received an earful of scolding the next day.
actor! gojo who denies rumors about him dating his co-actress and tells the interviewers "i'm currently courting a woman who's heart is as hard as my muscles" and laughs.
actor! gojo who's jealous when you converse a little friendly to his co-actress' male manager.
actor! gojo who sends you a garden of flowers on your apartment when he found out that one staff from the team gave you a flower one time.
actor! gojo who drives you home when it's late. he wants you to be safe. he also makes sure that the media is not following the both of you.
actor! gojo who gets upset when you agree that he has chemistry with his co-actress. the film's not even on the romance genre but you comments that their scene is romantic.
actor! gojo who confesses to you secretly through his message in an awarding. this way, the media will at least know that he is taken by the heart, not by his status. not yet.
you sigh at the scene outside of the classroom. the four of you was left inside the four cornered room when the electricity suddenly went out of use because of the heavy rain accompanied by lightnings.
"when will yaga-sensei get back?" shoko asks and geto answers. "who knows. he might already be on his room, sleeping." he slightly jokes.
"ugh. so boring. i don't have my cigarettes right now." shoko states and you glare at her.
"when will you stop smoking? it's bad for you health and you're even going to be a doctor.." your face forms a sour expression when shoko just laughs it out.
"don't worry. i'm not gonna smoke around you." she reassures which suguru questions her.
"so, you're gonna smoke around me and satoru?"
"huh.. why, yes. of course." the brown-haired girl chuckles. "you're okay with it, anyways." she shrugs like it was nothing for her.
"not okay with it.." satoru groans as he wakes up.
come to think of it. the annoying blue-eyed freak has been really quite ever since yaga-sensei left. no wonder it's been quite and peaceful when he's out of commission.
"but geto and you don't complain and [name] complains." she points at them.
satoru huffs in defeat, not wanting to talk any longer since he's still sleepy. "anyways, where's yaga?"
"call him yaga-sensei and he's out to see what happened to the electricity." you answer and look at him on his drowsy state.
he's quite.. cute. you admit. spiky yet looking soft hair sticking everywhere and his sleepy eyes made him hundred times even cuter.
just this once, you will admit that he's cute. just this once.
"oh.. it's raining." he says like he just noticed it. "i don't have my umbrella with me.." he murmurs.
"i have mine. you wanna share with me, satoru?" suguru teases his best friend.
"no way! it's better to be alone under the rain than with you in an umbrella." he scrunches his nose to express his clearly disgusted face.
"oh, c'mon! it's not like shoko and [name] have any heart to share their umbrellas with you." geto laughs and looks at the two girls.
"excuse me, geto. i have a heart but gojo doesn't have a room enough to fit on my heart and on my umbrella." you scoffs.
"as if i want to share an umbrella with you, pipsqueak." satoru rolls his eye with you and you did the same.
"like i also want to–"
"okay, okay. let's calm down." suguru rushes to save everyone's day. you and gojo are always fighting, making it everyone else's problem. such a handful duo.
"let's just go home, yeah? i bet the two girls have been wanting to sleep and relax on their dorm rooms." suguru turns to you and smiles. his gentle gestures and thoughts forms a genuine smile on your face.
"yeah. i wanna smoke so bad." shoko adds. geto and you laughs at her. "okay, okay."
"oh wow.. you smile at him but roll your eyes at me?" gojo's amused at the scene with you and geto.
"you don't deserve it." you roll your eyes to him again.
geto chuckles as he turns his body to the white-haired boy that's slumping on his chair, making a smug face.
"hah?" he stands up to make himself do an eye-to-eye contact with the dark-haired male.
"why? i'm simply smiling, satoru." he smiles to tease him more. he knows the subtle gazes of his best friend is sending you. and he knows what kind of gaze was that.
he likes you but still don't know what's that emotion is. but your relationship is like a cat and a dog. a bit kind of rocky because of the boy's often insults. and you're easy to tease, according to gojo.
"your cocky smile makes me think more." gojo raises an eyebrow at his best friend.
his best friend did not explain anything but chuckle. "i don't know. you tell me, satoru."
"you want to take this outside, suguru?"
"under the rain? aren't you romantic–"
"i'm gonna beat the shit out of–"
"okay. pass." shoko tells the two males and makes her way by walking in between of them coincidentally.
you muffle a chuckle under your breath because shoko looks so small when she passed between them.
you grab your bag, following shoko outside.
"sorry [name]. i have to go. yaga-sensei texted me to examine a corpse." shoko apologizes as she shows you the text. she opens her umbrella, still muttering some curses under her breathe.
"okay. bye." you wave your hand at her.
you stare ahead. it is still raining so hard. you wonder if your umbrella can take it or even survive this rain.
"why are you still here?" suguru asks as he stands on your side. satoru follows him but he decided to stand on your other side.
two tall males standing on each of your side. great. you look like a little chick in between two wolves.
"the rain's still..." you look at the rain. geto looks out, too. "ah, yeah. where's shoko? she left you here?"
"yaga-sensei asked for her and i wouldn't dare to follow her on the morgue." you tell him.
"i'm so lucky i have my infinity to protect me from this little rain." satoru scoffs and proudly presenting that his so-called infinity is so helpful at times like this which is true. must be nice.
"no need to be boastful, satoru." suguru snickers at him and then turns to look at you. "you have your umbrella with you, right?"
you nod. "yes.."
"you need any of my curse spirits?" suguru offers. you shake your head as an answer before he heads out.
unbeknown to you, he gave satoru a knowingly look to him and to you. giving satoru an immense blush.
"the mud's a bit dangerous here. so look out!" he waves his hand and you did the same gesture.
you turn to the flustered male beside you. "aren't you going? you have your infinity to protect you in the rain, after all." you state.
he clears his throat, collecting himself for a second. "what? am i not allowed to stay in here for a few minutes?" he scoffs. "besides, i sometimes get headaches when i use it.." he whispers to himself.
"you don't have any umbrella, do you?"
"why would i need it when i am satoru gojo, the holder of infinity and limitless." he boasts himself again.
you open you bag and hands him your umbrella. the blue umbrella you have right now.
he accepts it with uncertainty and he directs his attention to the blue umbrella you handed.
"what's this?" he looks at you.
"an.. umbrella?"
"i'm not stupid." he hisses. "what's this for? for me?" he scoffs. "as i said, i have my–"
you cuts him off. "yeah. your infinity. but you said it makes your head hurt, right? it's better to use it than your technique."
you feel a bit of sympathy to him. great powers always come with great pain.
he's still staring at you.
you? worried for him. worried. she's worried about me! he happily thoughts of how you're worried about him.
his heart is beating so fast that his ears are getting warm but he composes himself to answer you, in order to for you to not notice.
"but blue? you must like me that much." he grins at you, hiding the suppressed smile he's making.
"keep on dreaming, gojo."
"what about you? how are you going to go to your dorm room?"
"i'll just wait for the rain to stop.." which is not going to be as of the moment by just looking at it.
"you make me feel bad." he opens the umbrella and pulls you to his warm body.
"gojo–"
"shut up or else i'll dump you in the mud." he threatens and much to your annoyance, you hit his arm and luckily, your first landed on his dark blue uniform.
he turns off his infinity so that he can at least let the frabic of his uniform touch yours. he silently craves for your touch.
"so ungentlemanly." you comment, brushing away the thought that you can touch him.
"you wound me, sweetheart. i'm just being me."
you roll your eyes for the nth time today because of him. "so annoying."
"pipsqueak."
"freak!"
he just laughs at you and adjusted the umbrella to cover you more than him as you walk together. he can't have you getting sick, after all.
satoru knows every part of you. every things you like and hate. he's able to locate each and every mole you have on your body and how many it is. it's like knowing you have been a second nature to him. in order words, he knows your whole nature and that's how you fell in love with him.
he knows you don't like eating a watermelon with seeds on it. you don't want to spit it out after or let alone eat it.
satoru silently observes you as you paid all of your attention to the sliced watermelon on your hands. picking every black seeds you see in the fruit.
you were getting irritated and he sighs, picking a sliced watermelon on the table and removed all the seeds in mere seconds.
"here, eat this. i already removed all of the seeds." he hands you a sliced watermelon. the red juicy part was clean. no seeds. just like how you like it.
"ah.. thanks.." you murmur, accepting the fruit and that was first time you felt a fluttering emotion on your tummy as you stare at the watermelon he handed you.
"mhm.." he hums. "you don't like it with the seeds on it, right?" he asks and you nodded. he hums again, nodding his head in a subtle way.
no seeds on her sliced watermelon, got it.
you like the beach, especially the sunset. he remembers peeking on your phone one time and due to his curiosity, he opened your photo gallery and you have a folder named 'sunsets<3'.
it has a lot of your pictures in the beach, capturing the breathtaking sunset and there are also pictures with just the sun but he likes the pictures with you in it. you're prettier than the sunset, anyways.
"we should go here sometime. the four of us." he tells suguru as they walk on the sand barefooted.
they just finished their mission and their flight will be tomorrow morning so they're spending their time to relax.
satoru keeps his eye on the setting sun. pink and purples hues were seen on the sky.
picture.. yes. i should take a picture for her. he thoughts and brought out his phone to take a picture. he sends the picture to you.
annoying blue-eyed freak: sent a photo.
annoying blue-eyed freak: sunset's pretty here today. you might like it.
you take a look at the photo he sent and the photo's automatically saved on your folder 'picture he sends'.
sunset lover princess: thanks, love it.
he smiles over the three letter word you sent. yep, his day's now complete with just your reply.
unknowingly to him, suguru secretly took a photo of him and he captured the most breathtaking satoru gojo photo to exist.
it's a photo of him on his side, smiling on his phone and the background is the sunset.
cool bangs: sent a photo.
your phone dings. you thought it's another photo of sunset from satoru but no. it's satoru with the sunset but he's not looking at the camera.
you stare at it for good few minutes.
cool bangs: if you're just going to stare at it, you might as well save it. i might delete it.
that message from suguru alone had your fingers saving his photo and put it on another album. a secret album named 'photos i love'.
yes, definitely 'love'.
satoru also knows that you love movie nights with them. horror, romance, or action. name all the genres present. you once told him that it's not about the movie you're excited but being able to spend time with your friends.
being a jujutsu sorcerer at a young age costs your freedom as a child and to dream. you will never know when you will die or vanish from this world. that's why you're spending all of their freedom time with you and they're actually okay with it.
same feelings, as they said.
"ahh! suguru! tell me when the haunted dolls are gone!" satoru clings to suguru as he scream out of his lungs.
"no, you watch it satoru. be a big brave man." he teases the young boy more. "i heard she likes men who's brave and can watch horror movies with her." he whispers to his best friend.
satoru eyes his best friend with a look of suspicious. "are you... sure?"
"her biggest turn off is actually a scared cat like men." he hums, adding more false informations about your type. "meaning, a boy like you, satoru." he dramatically covered his forehead and his eyes to express his disappointment for his best friend.
suguru knows that even when his best friend is screaming like a lady, you'll still like him. even though he can't bear to watch a single horror movie, you'll still like him because he's satoru. the annoying blue-eyed freak that constantly running on your mind twenty-four seven.
the two best friends eyes the two of you. shoko and you, unimpressed on their nonstop bickering and satoru's screams and unbothered on the horror scene in front of you.
wow. just wow. what a scene.
ever since then, you always invite them to watch a newly released movie, mostly horrors but in rare cases, you want to watch romance.
"oh sweet. they're kissing like it's the end of the world." satoru commented as he pushes a mouthful of popcorn on his mouth.
shoko and suguru went out for a smoke since romance is not really their thing but they still agreed to watch just to see you happy. and they couldn't refuse when you were that cute begging them to watch it with them.
"because that's how they are desperate to be with each other." you reply. "i mean, you'll surely kiss a person like that when the world's trying to separate you. you will pour all of your emotions in that kiss to express your feelings." you further explains.
he raises an eyebrow at you. "i thought you're only interested in horror. why are you so knowledgeable about love?"
"books..?"
"yeah? and?"
"what do you mean by that?"
"have you ever kissed a person like that before?" his question caught you off guard and you turns to him.
"what? no! it's not like that! do i need to have an experience to explain those?" you defend yourself. you haven't been kissed yet!
"want me to give you an experience, then?"
you were caught you off guard and you didn't have time to react when he leans to you, kissing the side of your lips. too close to be called a kiss. too close to end your 'no first kiss' phase.
"i like you." he mutters as he looks at you straight in the eye. you're still close to each other and you can feel his breathe on your skin. "more than any of my favorite sweets." he adds, making you laugh.
"i like you, too. more than any favorite sunset i had captured and saw." you confess.
he smiles but his face immediately turns into a sour face. "even though i can barely watch a horror movie?" he asks cutely and you burst into laugh.
"w-who.." you can't stop yourself from laughing. "who said that?"
"suguru." he mentions his best friend. so, the dark haired male is the suspect on spreading false claims.
"I like someone who removes all of the seeds on my sliced watermelon." he smiles at that sentence.
"i like someone who will immediately thought of me whenever he sees sunset and sends me a picture of it." he smiles even more as he closes the gap between you slowly.
"yeah? and? you like someone who's very handsome, too, right?" he grins. "you like a certain someone whose contact name is 'annoying blue-eyed freak', right?"
it made you chuckle. how did he even know that one? you always made sure to lock your phone and keep the password to yourself only.
"i like someone who can't watch a horror movie with me and full of screams–"
he shuts you up by putting his lips onto yours and then pulls away.
your 'no first kiss' phase have officially signed off.
satoru clearly knows that you love movie nights, especially horror movies with him screaming but satoru knows that you love him even more than your collection of horror movies and the sunset you have ever captured and saw in your whole life.
your daughter's favorite routine in the morning is definitely waking her daddy with kisses all over his face.
"g'morning mommy.. pee.." your sleepy daughter makes her way to yours. you're in the bathroom busy preparing yourself for the day.
"good morning baby." you greet her back. "okay, sweetheart." you stop putting a lipstick and you help her to the toilet.
after that, you continue your routine but she stays on your side, watching you put on your lipstick.
"you're not going to wake up daddy, baby?" you ask her and she stares at you.
"mommy." she points her lips and the thing you're holding, the lipstick.
"yes.. lipstick?" you crouch down to her level. "why? is there something wrong with mommy's lipstick?"
she nods and points at her tiny plump lips again. "me too!"
you laugh, realizing what she meant but another idea comes to your pretty mind. you lift her up and gently put her beside the sink.
you start to rummage the insides of your pouch, finding a pink lipstick to match her pale skin she got from her father.
you hum happily as you opened the lipstick and twist it, revealing a pretty pinkish shade.
"what about you wake up daddy with this?" you suggest to her as you carefully apply the shade on her lips.
she gasps and agrees immediately. "yeah!"
you shush her and she giggles even more.
after you finish your routine in the bathroom, you put your daughter on your hip, carrying her to the bedroom, where your husband is sleeping.
putting her on the side of the bed, you nod and boom!
"daddy! good morning! wakey-wakey!" she kisses him, marking his pale skin on his cheek, nose, temple, forehead and chin pinkish but still unknown to the sleepy male. this made satoru wake up, he opens an eye to see his two sunshines.
you laugh at her excitement as she jumps on the bed and then, continuing her routine.
"good morning, babe." you leans down to give his pinkish lip a red mark from your lipstick.
he smiles and slowly got up then attacks his daughter by tickling her. "good morning, my sweet little mochi."
"kyaah! mommy! help!" your daughter tries to get off on his father's silly hands. you decided to join her father on tickling her and after a good few seconds, your daughter is breathless all from the giggles and laughs she suffered.
"daddy, your face is ridiculous right now." she suddenly mutters, seeing the cute little kiss marks on his face.
"what?" he raises an eyebrow and turns to look at you. panic begins to paint his face. "i haven't lost my beautiful blue eyes yet, right?! were my eyebrows shaved?!"
you burst out of laughing at his ridiculous assumes. and when you laughed, suspicious surfaces his face.
he hurriedly went to the bathroom to check as you and your partner-in-crime did nothing but to laugh at his state.
yes. he's ridiculous. ridiculously cute with those marks. maybe you should encourage your daughter to do it every morning starting from now on.
satoru sees his 'ridiculous' face his precious baby just called him and he chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief.
in the corner of his eye, he spots the pouch that holds your make-ups. he grins at the thought.
it's payback time.
satoru grabs a bright red lipstick on your pouch and applied it on his lips messily. he doesn't care if it's messy or not. he just wants to do the same for the both of you.
he opens the door to the bedroom door and goes to the bed when the both of his girls are still in there.
he smiles cheekily as he traps your face. you widened your eyes in horror.
you just did your make-up!
"w-wai–" he cuts you off by kissing your lips and then proceeded to do his mission.
"satoru–"
everytime you open your mouth, he will immediately shuts you up, leaving your lips red kiss marks from him.
of course, the little girly tries to run away but he prevents it by trapping her lovingly, giving the same treatment to her.
and now, you're currently redoing your make up in the bathroom after scolding him, the door securely locked. and you end up being late for work.
the wailing sound of a baby fills up the room for the nth time tonight. the crying continues and becomes louder throughout the second.
you groan, waking up from your needed sleep. as much as you want to wake up satoru to take care of her, you can't. you are both equally tired and sleep-deprived because of your daughter.
you try to get up slowly to not wake up satoru but he already beat you into it. he gets up and pushes your body gently to the bed.
"sleep some more." he leans down to give your forehead a kiss and then gets up to be with his baby daughter.
"hi mochi." he smiles to her. that smile alone makes her feel really safe and comfortable as she's now calming down. she raises her two chubby hands, wanting her daddy to carry her.
"do you think it's too early for you to wake us up?" he jokes. satoru checks her diaper for poop just in case and after that, he carefully puts his gentle hands on her body to lift her up.
you can not take off your eyes on the scene unfolding in front of you. quietly observing the two white haired baby and the big baby.
satoru continues to rock her body as he hums in a melodic tone. the crying comes to stop and she hiccups.
"yes.. yes.. daddy's here.." he swaddles his baby around his arm in a gentle way, afraid to hurt her in any way.
you get up and your feet automatically makes its way to your little family. you hug your husband by the waist, putting your chin on his shoulder to see your daughter eyeing his father. blue eyes to blue eyes.
you were not glad by the genes of this man covering your daughter whole. from head to toe. she's the carbon copy of her dad but on the other side, you were happy that the only man you love is practically the twin of your daughter.
this thought makes another thought on your mind in which you giggle.
satoru breaks his eye contact with his baby and turns his head to you. "hm? what is it? and shouldn't you be sleeping?"
you continue to giggle and put your forehead on his shoulder, an attempt to muffle your giggles but satoru's plump lips makes out a smile.
"what is it? what's funny?" he asks again. he's curious why you're giggling a little too much.
you sigh and turns your head to meet his stunning blue eyes that was passed down on your daughter.
you look at your daughter first who's already eyeing you, too. great. two pairs of beautiful eyes watching you.
"there's this saying.." you start and your attention goes back to satoru.
he hums, signaling you to continue.
"this saying says that whoever was the carbon copy of the kid was the one who enjoyed a little too much during the making.." you burst out of laughing.
as you make your point, satoru chuckles at that saying, slightly agreeing. "oh?" he raises an eyebrow and grins.
"oh.. is that so?" he wiggles his eyebrows this time.
"mhm.." you hum. "so.. you enjoyed it a lot, huh, satoru?" you tease him.
he laughs quietly. "uh-huh, you caught me, babe." he leans to you, pecking your lips shortly. "i enjoyed it a lot and i will enjoy it more in the future." he whispers on your lips as teases you back.
it's now your turn to frown. "no way." you roll your eyes to dismiss his earlier thought.
he grins even more and turns his attention back to the baby who's been quiet. "but she needs siblings soon enough to have a playmate. isn't that right, baby?" babying the words in the last sentence.
"c'mon. you clearly enjoyed the making, too. even though just a little of your genes were taken out for our baby." he laughs and your daughter giggles, it's as if she's teaming up with him to tease you.
"oh my.. what a little rebellion we have right now." you chuckle at your daughter's early stages of being a mini satoru.
"you should team up with mommy when you grow up." you boop her nose which made her giggle more, making you and satoru smile at your child that has you and satoru's best qualities.
giggles and laughs filled the room at three am in the morning, too early for some playful interaction with your little family.
"no, right? baby girl should team up with daddy and that's why, mommy.." he turns to you again. "we should make another one for you to have a teammate soon enough." he laughs, louder this time.
"no–"
"but this time, i will make sure you'll enjoy more than me so that the second one will be your own very carbon copy." he grins and you slap his back.
eight am marks the first ever class of your daughter and it's now seven am, satoru's still busy perfecting his daughter's braids.
"ah.. this is so hard." he groans as he brushes her hair to start again.
his daughter looks up to him in the reflection of the mirror she's infront with. seeing her father crouched down on her little mirror to match her height makes her giggle.
"should mommy take over now?" you opened the door.
he chuckles nervously as he eyes you on the door through the mirror. "nah, daddy will finish this in a blink of an eye."
as silly as him is his daughter, she makes a cute face as she blinks and looks at her dad. still struggling to do her requested braid for her first day of school.
"daddy is a liar." she accuses him silly and sticks her tongue out.
this made satoru halt the movements of his fingers on her hair and kiss her cheek. "no, he's not. daddy just loves you too much, baby." he gives her another kiss on the other side of her cheek, paying them equally of his attention.
she giggles at the affection of her father giving her at the moment and turns to you. "mommy, kiss!"
you obeys her and crouches down for your lips to meet her cheeks.
"how many times did daddy make your hair a mess?" you tease him as you question your daughter.
she raises her hand and puts up a three fingers, indicating that satoru is indeed having a rough time braiding her hair.
"what about pigtails, baby? you don't want pigtails anymore?" you suggest to help your husband.
"i want braids so badly." she whines. the similarity is real. satoru also whines when he's not getting what he wants. "i wanna have a curly hair after school!" she exclaims.
"and i want daddy to do it!" she adds.
of course, satoru can't deny his sweet daughter that's why for the past seven days, he tried very hard to practice braiding using your hair.
you even got mad at him one time when he barely untangled the hair he messed up.
you sigh.
sure, satoru is stubborn but her daughter is more than that.
you glance at the clock. it's now seven fifteen, thirty minutes more before the school bus will pick up your daughter.
"you need help, honey?" you ask your husband as he continue to struggle.
he turns his attention to you and smiles. "yes, please." and that became much more easier. mommy knows best, after all.
"it looks... good." you hum and give his back a pat.
he looks at you in horror. "you paused!" he accuses you. "it's not, right? please tell me it's not!" he dramatically hugs you and whines on your ears.
"what? it was not the greatest but you did your best." you scoff and pulls away after hugging him back. "well, at least your daughter loves it." you tell him as he turns to her.
she's busy checking herself out on her mirror, admiring the hair his father and with the help of her mother braided.
"thank you daddy! i love it!" she excitedly put on her backpack as she runs through the door, her school bus waiting for her by their gate.
"uh-huh. where's mommy and daddy's kiss, young lady?" you point at your cheek as you crouches down at her level.
she runs back to the both of you and give each of your cheeks a quick kisses but for satoru, he can't release his daughter just like that.
he hugs her as he pepper her face little and little kisses. on the side of your eye, you can see his hand sneaking on her backpack.
you raise your eyebrow at the activity, eyeing warily your husband.
"be a good girl, okay? and don't tell mommy this."
he kisses her once again before letting her run off to the bus.
"bye mommy! bye daddy!" she waves both of her hand for the both of you. of course, you also wave your hand to exchange goodbyes.
it was your now turn to question him.
"what was that?" you give him a stare that made his body freezes up but he plays it well.
"i may or may not sneaked a chocolate bar on her bag." he cheekily said.
"what?!" your eyes widened. "sato—"
"it was to console her about her hair, okay?" he gives you a quick kiss on the lips and runs off to the door.
you could only mutter sigh and went inside the house, thinking of how will you hide the sweets from now on.
gojo satoru loves his daughter so much that he's willing to do anything for her to be happy.
"babe, what are you doing?" you ask.
"braiding your hair." he answers while he makes a mess out of your newly brushed hair.
you scoff. "you mean, trying to braid my hair. you're making it like a bird ness." you try to pull his wrist out of your hair but he successfully avoided it.
"in a week..." he starts as he take a look on your peacefully sleeping daughter. satoru decided to have a movie night with his two favorite girls. your daughter was so excited that she even helped him arranged the couches to make a bed in order to have a comfortable sleep during after the movie.
and now, the film's not even on half but the excitement on your daughter's mind already died down as she's already sleeping beside you. and your husband, satoru, is not also paying attention to the movie because he's busy paying his dear attention on your hair.
"in a week, she's going to school now, right?" he quietly asks.
"yeah.?" you raises an eyebrow, confusion paints your face. "so?"
"she wants me to braid her hair so that she can brag her new classmates that her daddy did her hair." he chuckles. "that's why i'm practicing."
"she said that? to you? really?" you laugh quietly as to not wake up your daughter or else you will be having a hard time putting her to sleep again.
"apparently, she loves daddy more than mommy." he teases you in which you rolled you eyes at him. "it's alright though, daddy loves mommy." he consoles you by showering your nape and shoulder some lovely kisses.
his kisses tickles you and you uncontrollably laugh a little too loud. this made your daughter woke up from her sleep.
"daddyyy..." she whines and satoru's beside her as fast as a lightning, so attentive to his darling daughter.
"did mommy's big mouth woke you up, baby?" he indirectly teases you and you lean to them, glaring at him.
he reaches out to her and she complies to her daddy. such a daddy's girl. he pats her back slowly while caressing her white hair she got from him.
after sometime, she's asleep again and it's time to open your mouth.
"i don't think it's me who has a big mouth, satoru."
he grins. "ah.. that's right, i think it's me, yeah?" he grins even more and leans to your ear for you to hear what he's going to say. "i mean, i eat yo–"
you immediately put a palm over his mouth to stop him from talking. you eye your daughter, just in case, and you eye your dear husband after.
he stares at you and the palm that's covering his mouth. you can feel his mouth grin and opens and a soft but wet muscle comes out to lick your palm.
it got you pulling your hand away from him, smearing his saliva on his pajama shirt. "so gross."
"liar. you like it when–"
"do you ever shut up?"
"you like my mouth, baby." he blew a kiss to your way and you swat the empty air beside you, an attempt to avoid his kiss.
he carefully lays your sleeping daughter to her former position and gives you a quick kiss. "i love you." he eyes you, waiting for you to declare your love back at him
"fix my hair first and i might say it back." he laughs at your answer as he lays you down on your back, offering your nose, eyes, cheeks, forehead and finally, your lips some light kisses.
the movie is long forgotten by the loving kisses your husband gives you.
"i love you." he repeats and you roll your eyes before saying. "i love you, too." he smiles and lays down with you and your daughter after he turns off the big screen.
you wake up by the muffled noises on your side. you carefully open your eyes to find your husband and your daughter covering their mouths to not make any noises but alas, just like your husband, your daughter has a big mouth, too.
"mommy, your hair is like a bird ness!" she exclaims and laughs alongside her daddy.
satoru gains a glare from you. "satoru gojo."
he freezes up at his government name. "i was about to fix your hair last night but you were so cute i couldn't afford to wake you up from your beauty sleep!" he raises his hand and stands up, clearly know what's about to come.
your daughter laughs even more, enjoying the scene her parents are causing early in the morning.
the gojo family sure knows how to make a morning livelier and more entertaining than any family.
