Baby Steps

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/40288809.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/M
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
Relationships: Gojo Satoru/Reader, Gojo Satoru/You, Gojo Satoru & Reader
Characters: Gojo Satoru, Reader, Fushiguro Megumi, Fushiguro Tsumiki, Getou
Suguru
Additional Tags: Unplanned Pregnancy, Angst, Fluff, Romance, Eventual Romance, Smut,
Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Creampie, One
Night Stands, Gojo Satoru Being an Idiot, Gojo Satoru Has a Big Dick,
Parental Gojo Satoru, Hand Jobs, Possessive Gojo Satoru, Kidnapping,
Childbirth, Babies
Language: English
Collections: Finished (peachbunny22)
Stats: Published: 2022-07-14 Completed: 2023-09-27 Words: 69,079 Chapters:
29/29
 Baby Steps
by lemonlover1110

Summary

A one night stand with a handsome stranger didn’t seem like it would lead to much more. He
called it a “mistake”, something that should’ve never happened.

You never planned to see Satoru Gojo again, but now that’s impossible with the positive
pregnancy test that’s in your hands.
 One Night Stand
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes

Usually Saturday nights are for you to stay home and relax. You take the night off from
studying or doing any chore. You prefer to stay home, watch the newest thriller movie or a
romantic show, order some junk food and stay up till your body can no longer stay awake.
But tonight your best friend had other plans.

She swayed you in, starting on Monday with saying stuff like, you stayed in again? Pfft
you’re so boring and, only 20 and here you are, acting like a grandma . With subtle phrases
like that is how she began her plan, making you feel old for not going out as much. While it
is true that you prefer to stay in, you also don’t like to be shamed for it and especially don’t
like being made to feel old for it.

Although you stood your ground. But Friday night you caved in when she told you the
possibility of attractive people showing up to this hang out. Kaya refuses to call it a party,
just saying that just a couple of her friends were showing up and they’d spend the night
together. She couldn’t show up without her best friend, could she? And that was that. But this
doesn’t look like just a couple of her friends hanging out.

Her arm is intertwined with yours as you walk into the apartment. There’s some music
playing softly in the background, careful not to be too loud and bother the neighbors. Some
groups stay aside, sipping on their drinks and speaking with their friends or new
acquaintances. There’s not so many people, but definitely a lot. Too many for it to be just a
small hang out, and you’re almost one hundred percent sure that Kaya doesn’t know half of
these people.

“Daisuke!” Kaya raises her voice to get his attention, and the man turns his head. She waves
at him and his cheeks begin to turn pink. He shyly waves back. She lets go of you and walks
over to him, while you decide to go to the kitchen to grab yourself a drink.

There’s a couple in the kitchen, at least you think they’re a couple before catching a bit of
their conversation. You try not to stare as you grab a drink, but it’s hard not to. The
conversation is so interesting to hear, considering you don’t get this kind of free
entertainment at home.

“I told you to leave me alone.” The man says. You take in every single one of his features,
and you can’t deny that he’s handsome. He’s tall– Very tall. His hair is an unusual white color
and he wears it down. You can’t get a look at his eyes since he wears shades, which you find
unusual since it’s dark out and you’re inside.

“Oh, c’mon. Stop pretending like you don’t want me. I’ve seen the way you look at me.” She
tells him. Although you don’t understand where she’s coming from since the shades that he
wears hide anything. She’s talking confidently, and she has a basis for this confidence
because she’s stunning.
“I don’t fucking want you. I’ve made it clear around six times already.” The man is getting
irritated. You understand his point of view and his reaction, because you would be the same if
you had to repeatedly reject a guy. “I’ve been so nice to you the other times to not hurt your
feelings but you can’t seem to get it through your skull. I. Don’t. Want. To. Be. With. You.”

You see her get flushed, and she looks down at the ground in shame, not liking the harsh tone
that the man used when talking to her. It’s quite mean, but you understand why he’s talking
that way. “Look, Leiko, I’m tired of this. Every single time I come around Daisuke, you keep
bugging me. I enjoy spending time with Daisuke but I’ll have to stop coming around if
you’re with him because I can’t take it. You’re irritating.”

She composes herself, realizing that he’s just a weak man and he’ll fall eventually. For now
he’s just playing hard to get, maybe to just brag to his friends about how he kept rejecting her
and she always went back. She smooths out her skirt before turning on her heel.

“Your loss.” She tells him before beginning to walk away. She tosses her hair back before
noticing how you’ve been staring. She scoffs, “What are you looking at?”

Your face goes warm, realizing how you were just blatantly staring as she got rejected. You
grab your drink and leave before the man can say anything to you. You walk over to Kaya,
who sits on the couch and talks to Daisuke. She lays her head on your shoulder as she
continues talking.

You look around, disassociating with the conversation and sounds around you. You sip on
your drink and notice the people around you. Your eyes lock on someone and a sigh leaves
your lips, one that makes Kaya look at you. “What’s wrong?”

“Guess who’s here.” Your voice is beyond apathetic, and she looks around for a minute. Then
she spots him and rolls her eyes, throwing her arm over your shoulder.

“We can find you a boyfriend for the night if you want.” She suggests and you shake your
head. You take a deep breath before chugging down every drop of your drink. You put the
empty cup down on the coffee table.

“I’m leaving.” You tell her as you stand up from the couch. She grabs your arm and tries to
stop you, but you brush her hand off. You walk out of the apartment, not caring to stop for
your best friend who calls your name.

You run down the stairs and exit the building, just wanting to go as far away as possible just
in case Kaya has plans of stopping you. You don’t care to look at your surroundings,
something very irresponsible and dangerous considering how late it is.

You walk in the street, not noticing how many cars come. There’s a hand that pulls you back
in, and in that moment you feel the breeze of the car that almost hit you at full speed. You
look up at the man who’s looking down at you. You finally see the blue eyes that the man was
hiding.

“Are you an idiot?” Are the words that leave his mouth. He’s still a bit upset about having to
reject Leiko for the umpienth time. You don’t say anything, standing so close to him for
another minute or so. It feels weird. Although you’re pressed against him, it doesn’t feel as if
you’re really touching him.

“Sorry.” You finally say, coming to your senses. He lets go of you and practically tosses you
to the side. “I wasn’t really… Thinking.”

“Yeah, I can see that.” He responds. You awkwardly stand for another second or so before
turning. This time you actually stop and watch for cars. But you get this sudden impulse and
you turn back to him. He stands there, watching so you don’t decide to walk into traffic
again.

“I overheard your conversation with Leiko-“

“More like eavesdropped… Look, if you come to her defense, I don’t want to hear it. I’m
tired of her and her little friends.” The man tells you, and you feel as if he’s rolling his eyes at
you.

“No- On the contrary.” You say, which catches his attention. Nearly everyone around him is
bugging him to take her as his girlfriend. It’s like they’re all secretly in love with her and
know they can only live their dream through him. “I’m sorry. I know rejecting someone over
and over again is hard and I totally understand why you spoke to her the way you did.”

“Thank you.” He responds. He’s glad to hear that because everyone else around him tells him
otherwise. “I just feel so pressured by everyone.”

“Yeah… We went to the same high school and she was the prettiest girl there. She’s not used
to getting rejected so I guess it’s why she’s acting like this.” You share. “And everyone loves
her so it’s why they want you to say yes."

“I don’t get why, she’s irritating.” He scoffs, which makes you let out a chuckle because you
couldn’t agree more. It feels nice to know someone feels the same way as you.

“I totally agree. She’s so mean too but no one takes it seriously.” You tell him. He stands
quietly for a minute, and you’re sure he’s staring at you but there’s no way for you to confirm
since his shades block everything.

“Do you need to go somewhere?” He asks and you shake your head in response. Your plans
are to go back home and that’s it. Your phone is silenced, and you’re sure that Kaya is
blowing it up, but you know she isn’t going to leave the apartment and chase after you. “Do-
Do you want to take a walk?”

“Uh… Sure.” You agree. He walks towards you and you turn to watch the oncoming traffic.
You watch the pedestrian traffic light, and wait for it to turn green. Once it does, he does the
unexpected and grabs your hand. He begins to walk, standing between you and the cars that
are stopped.

“Have to make sure you don’t decide to jump on a car or something.” He says, and an
awkward chuckle leaves your lips. You get to the other side and continue walking down the
sidewalk, with no trajectory.
It hits you for a moment that you’re walking with a complete stranger. No name, no nothing.
He could have malicious intent as he walks with you, yet you put your full trust in him.

“What’s your name?” You ask as he lets go of your hand.

“Satoru Gojo. You?” He responds. You tell him your name.

You walk mindlessly for a couple of minutes. You walk past multitudes of people in silence,
and considering how neither of you speak, this all feels so futile. You wonder why he asked
to walk together, and why you agreed.

“Do you want something to eat?” You offer and he hums in response. Although you have no
idea where you’re at and what place offers good food.

Something catches Satoru’s eye. Not something that you were thinking of when you thought
of food. The cupcake food truck is more of a dessert, but regardless he walks over there and
you follow. And the list of cupcakes is endless, and it makes your mouth water a little.

“Hmm… What do you want?” He asks while your eyes are just glued to the menu, indecisive
with the list that goes on and on. He receives silence from you, and he can’t blame you
because he also has no idea what to pick. He’d buy every single item on the menu, but he
knows that it’s too much. He’d end up full fast, and he doesn’t want to carry so many
cupcakes back home.

“I think… Chocolate caramel.” You finally decide. There’s a bit of a line so Satoru has a bit
of time to decide. In less than five minutes, you’re being attended.

“One chocolate caramel cupcake, a carrot cupcake and a red velvet cupcake.” He orders, and
hearing the carrot cupcake makes you scrunch up your nose, but you keep your comments to
yourself. He pays, and you immediately get them. His hands are very large so he manages to
hold both of his cupcakes with one hand.

You walk a bit before finding a park that’s across the street. You both cross the street, this
time Satoru doesn’t hold your hand. The park is empty, and you both stand around to eat your
treats. You watch Satoru eat the red velvet cupcake first. He notices you staring and he raises
his eyebrow, “Do you want to try?”

“I’m good.” You respond, eating your cupcake in peace. He finishes the red velvet one fast.
He throws away the paper cup in the trash can that’s practically next to him. He gives it a
minute before taking the first bite of his carrot cupcake. “Is that good?”

“Yeah, why?” He questions as he chews. He swallows before speaking again. “Have you
never had carrot cake?”

You shake your head. He takes your cupcake from your hands and forces you to take the
carrot one. He practically holds yours hostage. “Try it.”

“I’m good. Maybe some other time.” You tell him but he shakes his head.
“I will lick your cupcake and claim it as mine if you don’t take the smallest bite out of that.”
He threatens you. “It’s so good. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.”

“I’ll buy another cupcake.” You tell him, hoping that’s enough to make him give you back
your cupcake. But it’s not. He shrugs in response.

“If that’s what you want to do, then go ahead.” He responds. You sigh, not wanting to go
back for another cupcake so you take a miniscule bite from the one that’s in your hands. You
aren’t the biggest fan of carrots but now you see that they aren’t so bad in cake.

“I did it.” You say and you exchange cupcakes and go back to eating. “It isn’t so bad.”

“See, I told you.” He replies. That response would normally make you roll your eyes, but you
don’t really feel offended or annoyed by the response. You eat in complete and utter silence
before walking to the swings of the park and sitting down.

You don’t know each other but you’re following each other’s every step. You sit quietly
before he says your name. You look at him and he just says your name again.

“What?” You ask him and he shakes his head.

“I love your name.” He says. He says it once again. You love the way it rolls off his tongue.
The way his voice makes it seem like the sweetest treat. While you never really felt anything
sort of sentiment towards your name, for once you’re proud it’s yours. “If I ever have a
daughter I want to give her that name.”

“Well it’s a pretty name so she’ll at least have a pretty name.” You tell him, and he chuckles.
It feels weird. You both just met but you feel as if you can tell him anything. “So why did you
leave? Were Leiko’s friends bothering you?”

“No, not yet. Left because I knew it was coming up and I didn’t want to deal with that.” He
responds. He takes a deep breath, holding back from rolling his eyes at the thought of the
woman he constantly has to reject because she won’t take a no as an answer. “I just needed
fresh air. I’ve been annoyed with her and I know she would’ve been all over me if I stayed
for much longer.”

“I’m sorry. That really sucks.” You sympathize. “I completely understand. And I bet a lot of
them are on her side as well.”

“Daisuke is the only one that isn’t on her side. I don’t even know why I come around them
when Daisuke is the only one I’m friends with.” Satoru shares. He isn’t even so close with
Daisuke either, they just happened to meet and Satoru needed a friend. Ever since then Satoru
goes around the man, but they aren’t particularly close. He clears his throat, tired of being the
center of attention. He knows your name and that he saved your life but that’s it. “How about
you? Why did you leave?”

“My ex-boyfriend was there and you can say we’re not on the best terms.” You confess,
which spikes Satoru’s curiosity. Perhaps it’s cheating. It’s always something like that.
“What happened?” He asks before realizing how imprudent it is to just ask that when you two
haven’t known each other for an hour. “Sorry- That’s really innapro-”

“No, it’s fine. Caught him talking to a couple other girls while he was promising he’d give
me the world and all that. I confronted him about it and he said a couple nasty things along
the lines that I’m unlovable and that he was so good to me. That I’ll never find another like
him.” You share, causing Satoru to chuckle.

“Yeah, hopefully you don’t.” He responds, causing you to chuckle as well. “This is the first
time I see you.”

“Yeah… I usually stay in. My best friend convinced me to come with her.” You tell him.

“Who’s your friend?” He questions. He has a person in mind but he won’t say it outloud. He
waits for your response, and it’s who he was thinking. “Kaya? She’s really sweet. Are she
and Daisuke a thing?”

“They’re both into each other but neither of them will make the first move.” You say. “It
bothers me so much because she talks about him in such a sweet and loving voice yet she
won’t confess. He won’t do anything about it either.”

“He really likes her, he just doesn’t know how to ask her out.” He tells you. “Maybe we can
help them out.”

“How?” You ask, and he shrugs. He doesn’t know how he’d be able to help them out either.
“I think it’s best if we leave it up to them. It’ll take a while.”

“Yeah, you’re right…” He responds.

“You can tell him it’s clear that she likes him so that’ll cheer him on.” You suggest. He
slightly nods since it’s the best thing that can be thought of at the moment.

“Enough about them. Tell me more about you.” He says.

“Hmm… Well I’m 20 years old. I’m currently a university student majoring in education.
And I like chocolate cupcakes. I don’t know what else to tell you at the moment.” You
answer. Cupcakes are fresh on your mind, but all your other interests subside in your brain at
the moment. “How about you, Satoru?”

“I’m also 20. I don’t go to university, I work… And I don’t have a favorite kind of cupcake
because I love them all.” He replies. He finally takes off his shades, and you get somewhat of
a good look at him. The street lights illuminate the park, but not bright enough. But he’s
handsome, you know.

“Why do you wear shades when it’s so dark out?” You ask. The question has been bugging
you.

“It helps with my headaches.” He reveals. “Hopefully it doesn’t make me look like a
pervert.”
“You’re lucky you’re handsome because if you weren’t people would call you all sorts of
names.” You giggle, and he laughs in response.

“You know, you’re also very pretty.” He tells you once laughter subsides. You don’t
understand why your face gets so warm all of a sudden. Or well, you do. He’s very attractive
and you weren’t expecting to hear that from him. “Very beautiful. The prettiest girl I’ve ever
seen.”

“You’re so sweet, thank you.” You smile at him, slightly tilting your head. It makes his heart
skip a beat, and he swears that he’s gone insane because he met you just now. But he’s not
alone because you feel the same way.

This isn’t what you planned for your night, but you like this way better. He makes great
company. You like being outside on this cool autumn night better than being cramped up in
that apartment with people you can barely stand.

“Do you live here?” You ask him and he hums in response.

“I travel a lot though.” He says. “It’s fun though.”

“Yeah I can imagine.” You comment. You get up from the swing and he does the same, ready
to follow your every step. It’s like you’re stuck with each other for the night.

“What made you want to major in education?” He asks, hoping that if he keeps the
conversation going that you won’t leave. The reason you stood up was because the swing was
uncomfortable, but he didn’t seem to notice that.

“I like kids and I think they’re our future so I want to teach them, and hopefully inspire them
to be a better person.” You share as you walk over to the bench and take a seat there. He sits
down next to you.

“That’s really nice. I wish I could’ve figured out what I liked and decided that’s what I
wanted to do.” He tells you and you raise your eyebrow as you look at him.

“What do you do?” You question and he shakes his head. It doesn’t matter. He doesn’t know
how a simple shake of his head worries you so much. But you hope it’s nothing more than
overreaction. You’re sure it’s just unnecessary thoughts invading your mind because he’s
friends with Daisuke who’s a great person. “What? Are you a pornstar or something?”

“No!” He quickly tells you, his cheeks quickly turning pink as he thinks of that. “I just work
a boring corporate job.”

You assume he has a high position or something of that sort, considering he said he traveled a
lot. But what position if he doesn’t have any further education? Or maybe he’s a genius that
happened to go to college before anyone else. That or he has connections. There’s so many
possibilities and you don’t dare question anything.

“If I ever win the lottery and I’m so rich then you can quit your corporate job and I’ll help
you pursue your dream.” You say, which surprisingly enough causes a weak smile to appear
on his lips.

“Thank you.” He answers. It’s weird to hear from a complete stranger that they’d help you
pursue your dream if they had the means. “I’m not even sure what my dream is anyway.”

“Understandable.” You reply. “I hate how you’re expected to just figure out what you want to
do for the rest of your life when you’re so young.”

“And I hate how the world just… predetermines what you’re going to be and do in life.” He
sighs.

“Really? Do you think that?” You respond, and he nods.

“Everything is already determined.” He says.

“Then where are you determined to be?” You ask. “Where are you going to be in ten years?”

“Alone. Just alone.” He tells you.

“I think that’s dumb. If our destinies are already decided then I don’t think we would have
free will.” You share. “You always have the option to choose. You rejected Leiko because
you didn’t want to be with her, not because it was determined.”

“How would you know?”

“Hmm… I have the option to kiss you right now but I’m choosing not to.”

“That’s how you know you don’t have free will because why are you passing up the
opportunity to kiss me?” His voice is laced with cockyness, and for some reason you love it.
You playfully roll your eyes at him before grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him in
for a kiss.

His lips feel so soft on yours. Softer than you were imagining while staring. His hands land
on the back of your head as his tongue invades your mouth. His tongue presses against yours,
and while you don’t want to let go, your mind is telling you to stop because this kiss is going
to lead to much more.

But you chose to kiss him and you’re going to continue. He’s the one that puts a stop to
things. He pulls away, pressing his forehead against yours. “As much as I enjoy that, I won’t
be able to control myself if we continue.”

“Let’s continue.” Your voice is low as you speak. Your eyes have been consumed by a look
filled with lust. Satoru doesn’t notice it because it’s in his eyes too. “Let’s go to my place.”

“Mine is just around the corner.” He informs you. You both get up. He grabs your hand and
begins to lead you to his place. You both walk in a rush knowing what’s waiting for you
when you get to his apartment.

This wasn’t what you were planning for the night. But you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Him undressing you so desperately when you get to his apartment. Laying on his bed and
him kissing down your body when you’re just in your underwear.

“Satoru-” You moan as he sucks on your neck while his hand reaches behind to unclasp your
bra.He slides it off and throws it across the room. He kisses down your neck to your chest,
wrapping his mouth around your nipple and sucking. You bite down your bottom lip and
close your eyes.

He goes to the other and he rolls his tongue around. He doesn’t spend too much time on your
tits. He kisses down your torso, until he reaches your lower abdomen. He pulls down your
panties with his teeth. He manages to take them off before kissing your inner thighs.

He’s stopping himself from tasting the sweetest part of the cake. He’s afraid of getting
addicted and not being able to let go. He’s always been a fan of candy after all, and he’s
afraid of this being his favorite.

You’re eager and can’t wait for him. With every kiss of his hot lips it feels like you melt
inside. It feels like something you’ve been needing. And for a moment you think about
destiny and how maybe he’s right because laying on his bed feels so right. Nothing has ever
felt so right before.

“Satoru, please…” You sound pathetic. But it works. He kisses your clit before he begins to
lick between your folds. A pitiful moan leaves your lips once he begins to eat you out.

He was right. It’s so sweet on his tongue. The best candy he’s ever had. Definitely something
addicting, and he hopes that he won’t be dependent on it after only having it once.

He begins to suck on your clit while two fingers gather your slick. He pushes those fingers in,
and a loud moan leaves your lips. His fingers are just so long and thick. You had noticed
them earlier but you didn’t think they would feel this good inside you.

“ Fuck -” He curves his fingers just right and moves them at the right speed. And his mouth
on your clit just feels heavenly. Maybe this wasn’t how you were planning your night to end,
but it’s certainly better than anything you were imagining.

He hums as you loudly moan into the air. He’s enjoying this so much. He’s watched this
hundreds of times in pornos, and while he knew it was such a great enjoyment for the
woman, he never knew how great it could be for him. And he’s thinking he’s enjoying it
more than you since he has a sweet tooth but he doesn’t know how badly you’re loving it.

“That’s it-” You tell him, your hand landing on his head, and without meaning to, grabbing a
fistful of his hair. His tongue is too busy for him to complain. He barely notices it anyway.

His fingers move just right. The speed still matches his tongue, which you couldn’t be more
glad about because it’s perfect. Your mind gets clouded, and soon all thought process leave
your body. You can’t think of anything, just how great he’s making you feel with his tongue
and his fingers.

“Satoru!” You moan, and he loves the way it sounds from you. He’s always loved his name
but he loves it even more when it comes from your moans. And you don’t stop saying his
name. As your first orgasm of the night approaches, you repeat his name over and over again.
You say it louder each time until you see why, your legs spasming as you reach your high.

He takes his fingers out and gives a couple more kitten licks to your cunt before detaching
himself. He’s on top of you again, kissing your lips. Your tongues press around each other
while your hands go under his shirt, feeling his body. You find it unfair how you’re naked
while he’s fully clothed. You pull away from the kiss.

“What do you want?” He asks.

“Get naked.” You tell him which causes him to chuckle. He gets off the bed and takes off his
shirt. You sit up to look at him and notice the scar across his chest which makes you beyond
curious but you don’t question it. You lick your lips as he unbuckles his belt and unbuttons
his pants. You wait so eagerly for him to finally push down his pants. And when he does,
you’re certainly surprised.

“So what do you want to do?” He questions and you blink, tilting your head. “Do you want to
suck it first or…”

“Fuck me.” You answer. That’s all you can think about at the moment. He laughs. You lay
your head back down and you feel him lift up your legs, throwing them over his shoulders.

He grabs his cock and runs the tip through your folds. He presses the tip against your clit, and
when the softest whine leaves your lips, he smirks. He slaps the tip gently on your cunt a
couple of times before going lower.

“Do you want it?” He asks.

“Yes.” You sound eager. Desperate as well. You want it so bad and you’re not in the mood for
teasing.

“Really bad?” He continues.

“So so so bad. Please.” You don’t waste your time fighting it. You beg because you want it so
bad. And he loves your response. “Please put it in, Satoru.”

He does as you wish and his cock slowly enters your cunt. You have to close your eyes
because sure his fingers were thick and long but not like his dick. Satoru is cursing under his
breath, loving the way your cunt wraps around him.

“You’re s-so fucking tight.” He says once he bottoms out. He gives it a minute before
beginning to move slowly. Before you weren’t moaning as loud as you are now. He’s barely
even moving, but it just feels so fucking good.

You’re touch deprived, but you’ve also never had someone as thick and long as Satoru
before. And it’s nice to see how much he’s enjoying it, at least from your point of view. He
bites his bottom lip as he looks down at how his cock disappears inside of you.

Not only do you feel so good and taste so sweet, but the noises that leave your lips sound like
music to his ears. If it were up to him, you’d be locked up with each other each day and night
just fucking each other. Sick and twisted thoughts are the only ones that go through his mind,
but how could he not? Not only are you beautiful but you feel so fucking good around him.

His thrusts pick up speed, and your hand moves down to play with your clit while he focuses
on regulating his breath. And not finishing so soon. The latter seems so difficult, you’re just
so nice and warm around him.

This wasn’t how he planned his night to end, but he doesn’t mind at all. He loves this more
than any other possibility.

“It’s so good-” You moan, your orgasm building up with each and everyone one of his
thrusts. You look at him, his head is now thrown back and he bites his bottom lip. The room
is poorly illuminated but you know he’s blushing.

You get tighter around him as your orgasm approaches. He goes fast, his release also nearing.
You finish first, loudly moaning as your legs shake. He’s so close as well, thrusts getting
sloppy, thinking about finishing in your sweet cunt. He loudly groans before finishing inside
you.

You should be worried when you feel his warm cum inside you considering you’re not on
birth control. But you’re thinking about him as he lets go of your legs and lays down besides
you.

You both catch your breaths for a minute or so. You should come to your senses and leave but
your libido is high and all you can think about is getting on top of him and going for a second
round. You let him rest for a couple minutes though.

“I wanna go again.” You tell him as you sit down on his torso. He lets out a chuckle, it’s like
you’ve read his mind.

“Go ahead, princess.” He responds. You grab his cock and align your entrance with it. Both
your cum and his’ serve as lubrication as you lower yourself on his length.

Once it’s fully in, you move back and forth on his cock. Your eyes nearly roll to the back of
your head as his cock repeatedly hits your g-spot.

Satoru focuses on your beautiful face, taking in every single detail about it. You look so
alluring with your messed up makeup. It was barely noticeable but now you have some
mascara running down your cheeks. You’re covered in sweat as well, which he is too.

“Your cock’s so good.” You say, now bouncing on his cock. His hands land on your hips and
he holds onto you while you move up and down on his length.

He lets you do most of the work yourself. Except he begins to play with your clit. And that
works wonders because you begin to squeeze around him, and he’s nearly in heaven– again.

He was worried about getting addicted earlier, but that worry is long gone. He already is and
it’s his first time trying. What’s the point of fighting it when he can just succumb to the
pleasure.
“Shit.” You’re breathless, about to orgasm again. You shut your eyes as you see white for the
third time in the night, and when he feels it, he takes over and begins to move his hips.
You’re so fucking tight around him, it won’t take him long to finish fast as well.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck-” He curses as he comes inside you again. Once every drop is inside you,
he slides his cock out.

You lay down on him, your head on his chest. He wraps his arms around you as you both
regulate your breaths.

He’s just a stranger yet you have never felt this safe before. You hear the sound of his
breathing, and it’s so calming. You feel tranquil as he holds on to you.

Maybe you’re just lonely, or maybe there was something in those cupcakes but at the moment
you know you’re happy. Safe in his arms. And it’s foolish but you start planning out your
future with a complete stranger because he doesn’t feel like a stranger. He feels like a lifelong
friend, a lover.

It isn’t his words that determine that, it’s what he radiates. You’ve never felt like this before
around anyone. Not even people that you’ve known all your life.

“It feels like I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life.” Satoru speaks up, his hand
caressing your back.

“Me too.” You respond. Your finger begins to trace lazy circles on his chest.

For a moment you think about your conversation from earlier in the night and you think that
if it’s true that everything is already determined, then you hope you’re determined to be with
him. You doubt you will find anyone that’ll make you feel like this again in so little time.

You lift your head up and peck his lips, your hand going down to wrap itself around his cock.
Satoru doesn’t need to be told twice.

The rays of the sun enter the room and shine directly on you. You try to block it out at first,
taking the pillow and putting it over your head, which works. But you gain consciousness
quickly and remember that you always sleep with your curtain closing, blocking any sunshine
from entering the room. You take the pillow off and look around the room, which isn’t yours.

The moment you sit up on the bed, you remember the events from the previous night. You
look down at your exposed chest and bring the bed sheet up to cover it, before studying the
bare room. It’s almost as if no one lives here.

And you think about it, and maybe he doesn’t. It was just a spot he knew and he took you
here. You feel like a fool. Your face gets warm of embarrassment just thinking about how
easily he tricked you. You thought you two actually made some sort of connection, especially
with the way you both fell asleep so easily in each other’s arms.
However that embarrassed feeling goes away when he walks into the room. He wears a black
shirt and some gray sweatpants.

He takes a look at you, and it’s almost as if he tears his eyes away from you. He awkwardly
bites his bottom lip before clearing his throat to speak. “How are you feeling?”

“Just a bit sore.” You respond. He looks at you and tears his eyes away again. You’re glowing
and he can’t absorb much of that.

“When are you leaving?” He asks. You feel your heart drop but you try not to show it. Maybe
it’s just your overthinking.

“Do you want me to leave?”

“I think it’s best if you do.” He tells you. You inhale and hold your breath, looking down at
the bedsheets before you nod. “I’m sorry. What happened last night was a mistake. It
should’ve never happened. I don’t know what came over me. Sorry for deceiving you.”

The words from last night were just empty words… But they felt so real. You sigh.

“Please leave so I can put on some clothes.”

Time passes normally, and you try to forget about Satoru. While your life isn’t ruined and
your heart isn’t broken, but you just keep thinking about him. About destiny. And maybe he
was right, maybe he is determined to be alone just like he said.

Over a month passes and you focus on your studies, on your work, on anything else. You
don’t care to search for a relationship. Kaya tries to get you to get out but you refuse,
especially after the events of last time.

Kaya knew something was up the morning after your night with Satoru, but you convinced
her nothing happened. And ever since she has been insufferable about you getting into a
relationship.

“Have you looked at Ryo? He’s definitely your type.” Kaya says as she chops some onions
for the food that she’s making. You ignore her, playing a game on your phone. She babbles
about him while you focus on winning until you smell the food that she’s making.

“What the fuck are you making?” You ask her, putting your hand over your mouth. You stand
up and run to the bathroom.

“Hey, are you okay?!” Kaya yells, and she runs after you with a glass of water in hand. Once
you finish vomiting, you stand up and take the glass of water from her hand and drink most
of it. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were pregnant.”

Your eyes widen for a second or so, thinking of the possibility that you are. But there’s no
way. It’s just exams stressing you out. There’s absolutely no way.
But she noticed your reaction and now she questions it, “There’s no way you are, right? You
haven’t been intimate with anyone.”

“Actually… Over a month ago.”

“You used a condom, right? Any type of birth control?” She asks and you shake your head.

“Just a Plan B the morning after.” You answer and she gasps, putting her hand over her
mouth.

“You know that those aren’t that effective. Those only stop ovulation.” She informs you. You
begin to freak out, your face getting hot just thinking about this all. She opens one of the
sink’s drawers and pulls out a pregnancy test, giving it to you. She walks out of the bathroom,
leaving you alone to do this.

You stare at the box, your hand shaking, thinking that the results can possibly affect your
future. You sigh and open the box, first reading the instructions before taking the test. Your
hands won’t stop shaking.

You put the test down on the sink’s counter. Three minutes feel like an eternity. For those
three minutes you think about all the possible outcomes that can happen with the test coming
back negative. Then all the possible outcomes if the test comes out positive.

“What are the results?” You hear Kaya outside the bathroom, and you can’t even bring
yourself to pick up the test from the counter to flip it over. Your hands won’t stop shaking,
and you feel as if you’re about to collapse at any moment. Your hands hold on to the sink for
support, or else you might fall over.

“I- I can’t do it.” You mutter. You have to take a deep breath. Ignoring the test won’t stop
reality, but it spares your feelings for a minute. It keeps your world together for a minute. For
another minute. Then your world will fall apart. “Fuck.”

You finally grab the test and your hands are shaking. You might drop it at any moment. You
flip it over and you shut your eyes because you don’t want to read the result. For another
minute. Then you open them and read the results. Ones that you have been dreading. And
immediately you put it down and hold on to the sink. You sigh.

“I’m pregnant.” You mutter. “I’m pregnant. Fuck.”

You fall down on the ground and bury your face into your hands, immediately letting out a
sob. You’re still so young, with a bright future ahead of you, and having a baby won’t make it
ideal.

“What are the res-” Kaya barges into the bathroom, only to find you on the floor, crying your
heart out. That tells her everything she needs to know. She sits down besides you, unsure of
what to do. She wraps her arm around you, trying to hug you. “It’s going to be okay.”

She attempts to reassure you but it doesn’t work. At the moment, your world is crumbling
into pieces. You’re still so young, and you can’t do this alone. No, this isn’t something you
 wanted. You don’t want this. A baby when you’re freshly 20 is the last thing you need. And
the father of the baby– he’d want nothing to do with this for sure. Satoru Gojo described his
night with you as a “mistake” and something that should’ve never happened, so you doubt
that he’d want this.

20 year old Satoru Gojo will most definitely tell you to get an abortion. And maybe you’ll do
the procedure without telling him anything because what he doesn’t know doesn’t affect him.
That’s all you can think about. It’s not like you and Satoru will ever cross paths again.

“When are you going to tell him?” Kaya asks and you can’t help but shake your head. You’re
not going to tell him.

“I’m not.” You respond and she furrows her eyebrows. She doesn’t know what to say to that.
She wants to give you her undeniable support in each step but she also believes that the father
should know.

“Why don’t you want to tell him?” She questions, hoping that your response will put her at
ease. She’s scared that you won’t give her a valid reason and she’ll stay quiet, the weight of
the secret weighing on her conscience for the rest of her life.

“Kaya, I- I just don’t know what to do.” You sob, and she comforts you. You calm down and
tell her, “I know he’s not going to want this.”

“But what do you want?” She asks. You cry into your hands because you don’t know what
you want. “Whatever you do, I’ll support you. Even if I have to keep it a secret from
everyone else. I’m by your side, always.”

Chapter End Notes

If Gojo were real I would be on my knees before even asking for his name<333
Thank you for reading!!
 Hard Decisions

For the rest of the day, you think about your options and what to do. And cry. You’ve always
thought of yourself as a responsible person, but this proves otherwise. You feel like the most
irresponsible person at the moment.

Kaya drove you to your apartment, and now she’s in the kitchen preparing something for you
to eat. She’s giving you time to think things through, at least that’s what she says to cover up
her disbelief. She didn’t think that you of all people would be put in this tough situation.
Anyone but you. But it’s you.

You sit on the edge of your bed and just listen to the noises coming from the outside of your
room. It’s dark in your room, not a single light on and no light coming from the window. You
don’t want to turn on a light, or at least that’s not your focus at the moment.

There’s a knock on the door, and you sigh. It’s a sigh that you’ve been holding back, that just
happened to come out now. “Come in.”

Kaya opens the door and she holds a bowl of soup. She notices how dark it is and turns on
the light, which feels like it burns your eyes. She walks over and puts the bowl down on your
nightstand, not wanting to force you to eat the food at the moment. You’ll eat when you’re
hungry and ready to eat.

You feel the bed dip, and you don’t even have to look at her for your bottom lip to start
quivering. Maybe that’s why you liked sitting in the darkness so much because now that
you’re looking down at your hands you realize how real this situation is. She hears your
sniffles, and she isn’t sure what to do next. Should she get up and leave?

“I can’t raise a baby in a one bedroom apartment working as a waitress.” You finally speak,
and she hears how your voice breaks with your every word, the pitch getting higher and
higher. Kaya doesn’t say or do anything. She lets you continue speaking. You take a deep
breath. “I want a baby, I’ve always wanted to be a mom but it isn’t the right time.”

It’s just unbelievable that this is happening to you. All you want to do is cry, but that really
doesn’t solve anything. “I want to keep this baby but what kind of support do I have? I can
barely afford to live here and go to college. I won’t have enough money for childcare and my
parents live too far away to support me. I can’t put the financial burden of a baby on them
either.”

It’s something that you’ve been thinking over all day long. Something that you will also think
all night long. And tomorrow you will probably change your mind and lie to yourself that
you can do it alone. That you can handle the financial burden of a child. But you know you
can’t. In the end it’s too much work for you.

“Child care isn’t even all. I can’t afford all the necessities for a baby. A crib, a highchair,
clothes, diapers, formula. The list goes on.” You tell her. She stays quiet.
The room is quiet for a couple of minutes or so before she takes a deep breath. It’s not
something that should be considered absurd, but to you it is. “What if you tell him?”

“He’s not going to want this baby.” You respond.

“But you don’t know. What if he does?” She says.

“He was so certain when he told me it was all a mistake. Why would he support me with this
if he thinks his night with me was a mistake?” You reply. “He’ll just tell me to get an abortion
and I don’t want to hear that from anyone. I want to do it without hearing it from anyone
because I might just keep the baby out of spite.”

“If that’s what you want to do, then fine.” Kaya sighs. She doesn’t push the subject anymore.
You’re grown enough to make your own decisions.

It’s near midnight on a weekday, so Daisuke doesn’t expect any visitors. He should be
sleeping, and usually at this time he’s knocked out but tonight he’s tossing and turning
because of how worried he is. Usually Kaya, the woman he likes, texts him a goodnight text
and it’s so trivial but tonight she hasn’t and he’s worried about her.

He texted her first, and she hasn’t answered. He waits for her text by the second. He’s
worried sick, thinking that something happened to her.

And he’s thinking of the worst, and suddenly he hears pounding on his front door which
doesn’t make anything better. He quickly gets up and runs to the front door. He’s beyond
relieved when he sees Kaya.

“Please come in.” He says and she walks into the apartment. She makes herself welcome and
sits down on the couch.

“Sorry for not responding, I’ve just been busy with a friend.” Kaya begins when Daisuke
walks to the couch and sits down next to her.

“I’m just glad you’re okay.” Daisuke says. “Is everything okay with your friend though?”

“I…” She begins but she doesn’t know if she should be telling him any of this. She doesn’t
plan on mentioning your name but telling your business to anyone is still wrong, especially
after she just left your apartment. But she can’t keep it piled up. She’s overwhelmed just a
few hours after the news. She has to tell someone, and at least she knows Daisuke isn’t the
father of your baby.

“As long as you don’t mention any names it should be fine, right? You have lots of friends.”
The last part is a lie, because Daisuke can count with one hand the amount of friends Kaya
has. And he’s thinking of you as being the friend that she’s about to talk about. But he won’t
tell on himself.

“Yeah…” She responds but she’s still hesitant. But she sighs. She’ll keep it bottled up for the
rest of her life, but she just has to tell someone. And this someone is the person that she sees
herself marrying and living next to for the rest of her life. “My friend is pregnant and she
doesn’t want to tell the father. She’s thinking about getting an abortion because a baby is just
too much of a responsibility in many different ways.”

“Oh… That’s… Why doesn’t she want to tell the father?” Daisuke questions.

“Well… They’re not dating per say, and he called the night they spent together, and I quote, a
mistake . So she thinks that he’s not going to want the baby.” She explains. “And I understand
but I feel so guilty. Because what if he does want the baby and she doesn’t keep it because
she’s scared of him not wanting it? Because she wants it. I just feel like telling him would
resolve so many issues and keeping it bottled up makes me so… I can’t even put it into
words.”

“Do you know who he is? Maybe you can… Tell him in a way. Ask him how he would feel
about having a baby.” He answers but Kaya quickly shakes her head.

“No. I have no idea who he is and even if I did that’s crossing a boundary. I’m already
betraying my friend in a sense by telling you all of this.” She sighs, and now she feels like the
worst person in the world. “There’s no guarantee how he’ll react either way. Maybe he wants
to have a baby someday but it isn’t the right time or she just isn’t the right person. She
already said she doesn’t want to hear anyone telling her to get an abortion and I wouldn’t risk
that.”

“I understand.” He says. “I just hope that everything works out for your friend.”

“Yeah…” She replies. A sigh escapes her lips as she stands up. “Can I use your bathroom?”

“Yeah, go ahead.” Daisuke answers. She walks to the bathroom and he takes out his phone.
He furrows his eyebrows, thinking of everything that he just heard. Then he thinks of his
friend Satoru, who told Daisuke of his grave mistake.

He let himself go and next thing he knew he woke up next to one of Kaya’s friends. Daisuke
never received a name either, but he doesn’t need a name to put two and two together. The
weight that Kaya carries on her shoulders is now passed to him.

Daisuke is certain that the father of Kaya’s friend’s baby is Satoru Gojo.

Lately, the moment you open your eyes you run to the bathroom with intentions of vomiting,
which you do. And before yesterday, you would blame it on the stress of exams but now you
know the real reason, which somehow is worse than exams.

Not even 24 hours after finding out about your pregnancy and somehow your nausea has
gotten worse. You don’t understand why, but you hope it calms down because you won’t be
able to make it through the week like this. You couldn’t even finish the soup that Kaya made
for you.
You get up from the floor and flush the toilet before walking to the sink to wash your face.
This is agonizing. It happened yesterday as well, and the day before, and the day before that.
All of this for a baby you won’t even get to hold in your arms, so what’s the point?

You brush your teeth and walk out of the bathroom and to your living room. You stand for a
second or so, unsure of what to do next. You should continue with your life normally because
what you found out yesterday won’t change your life. Although it does, no matter what you
decide to do it does affect you.

You have to study, so maybe that’s what you should do. But it’s so early, you just woke up
and finished puking your guts out so you should avoid studying. You walk to the kitchen and
grab yourself a glass of water. While chugging it down, there’s a knock on your door, and you
already know it’s Kaya.

You put the glass down and walk to the door, opening it and seeing her with two big reusable
shopping bags, that are filled to the brim. You move to the side and let her inside with the
bags. She walks in and puts the bags down on your kitchen counter. You close the door and
walk back to watch her.

“So I bought some stuff for the time being.” She tells you, getting out the groceries. She feels
guilty for telling your business to someone else, even though your name wasn’t mentioned
once. She feels as if she betrayed you in a way. “I know you’re not going through with it, but
I bought you some things to help you out till the procedure happens.”

“Thank you.” You respond. You begin to take out some of the groceries and put them in their
place as well. It’s nothing out of the ordinary, just basic groceries, except for the many
different kinds of chocolate things that she bought. You just look at each one, and they get
weirder and weirder. “What’s all this chocolate for?”

“In case you get cravings and all that.” She answers. “You’ve been wanting a lot of chocolate
lately so that’s all I could think of.”

“Yeah, thank you.” You reply, your voice weak. You’re sentimental, which is mainly due to
hormones. It’s a horrible feeling because you want to have this baby but you know you can’t
provide for them the way that it’s needed. You want to burst into tears, something you rarely
do but something that now feels common. “I really wish things were different.”

She doesn’t say anything in response. She doesn’t want to push the topic of you telling the
father about all of this because in the end it’s your decision. You’re an adult that can decide
for herself, and Kaya doesn’t want to tire her voice out repeating the same thing over and
over again.

“Have you eaten anything?” She asks.

“Not yet.” You respond. You’re not really hungry, and right now food seems like your worst
enemy. Kaya stops for a second and pulls out her phone. She types something but you can’t
see what. “Texting Daisuke?”
“No. Writing myself a reminder to buy you something to help with that.” She answers, and
you couldn’t be more glad to have her in your life.

“It’s fine, Kaya. I can do it.” You tell her. Getting you groceries is more than enough. Plus
getting some fresh air would be good for you.

“Can you-” She begins but she cuts herself off. Maybe that’s not something she should ask.
But you heard the first two words and want to listen to what she has to say.

“What?” You ask.

“Can you tell me the name of who it is?” She questions and you inhale and hold your breath.
You close your eyes for a second and think about what you’re going to say. A sudden impulse
to answer with the truth overtakes you.

“Satoru Gojo.” You answer, and her eyes widen. She was expecting an ex-boyfriend or
anyone else but Daisuke’s friend. She takes it in, processes it. So many thoughts come to
mind. She’s thinking it’s a joke, perhaps, but you seem pretty serious.

“The same guy who’s turned Leiko down a handful of times?” She asks. She doesn’t mean it
in a mean way because Kaya is your best friend and she loves you, but the question makes
you feel inferior. As if you aren’t pretty enough to pull a guy as handsome as Satoru. You
nod. “You know, I think that- Never mind. You do you.”

“Do you want to get something to eat?” You ask her.

“No, I’m good. I ate a pretty big breakfast plus I have to go home to study.”

“Hey, Daisuke, what’s up?” Kaya responds when she picks up the phone. It’s noon and while
she and Daisuke text, he never calls like this. She’s thinking of the worst.

“I- I made the mistake of passing the secret to Gojo.” Daisuke confesses, and Kaya sits for a
moment confused until it hits her.

“What- Why would you do that, oh my god?!” She yells into her phone.

“That’s not the main issue here- Do you remember that one time we came over like a little
group to your apartment and he was there… Well, Gojo has a great memory and he
remembers exactly where you live and he wants to chat.” Daisuke explains. “I tried to stop
him but Gojo was pretty determined and very, very strong.”

“God damn it! Why did you even tell him?! You’re not even strong enough to hold him
back!” Kaya sounds reasonably distressed. But she hangs up since she has to deal with a man
twice her size soon enough.

And that soon enough is when she hangs up the phone and there’s a knock on her door.
Knock isn’t the right way to describe it. He’s desperate and impatient to know the truth. He
knows what the truth is, he just needs confirmation. And he also needs to talk to you.
Kaya opens the door, and there he is. He doesn’t look out of breath or sweaty, actually the
opposite. Fine in a sense. Kaya tries to think of a lie. But what? She’s a horrible liar, he’ll
quickly figure everything out.

Satoru says your name. Kaya wants to close the door as Satoru repeats your name, over and
over again while he tries to think of the sentence he should say. There’s just so many thoughts
coming up at once.

“Where does she live?” Satoru asks, quickly regretting it. Kaya won’t give that out so easily.
“Is she really pregnant?”

“Who?” Kaya responds as if she hadn’t heard your name many many times. Satoru clicks his
tongue.

“She’s carrying my child.” Satoru confirms with Kaya’s reaction. It’s so easy to read her, like
a book. Easier than a book. He’s in disbelief. “I have to talk to her, where does she live?”

“What do you have to talk to her about?” Kaya questions, making Satoru furrow his
eyebrows.

“Well we’re having a baby together and I want to know what she wants to do. What else
would we talk about?” Satoru answers. “Look, I just want to talk about what she wants to do.
I’m not going to push her to do anything. I just want to know if I’m going to be a father or
not.”

“I already overstepped a boundary by telling everything to Daisuke. He told you everything

for whatever reason-” She begins but Satoru is too impatient to listen to a whole speech.

“I know everything so it’s too late. I’m not going to pretend I never heard anything. Or what?
Is the baby not mine?” Satoru tells her. Kaya bites her bottom lip.

“What do you plan on doing? Can you support her financially?” Kaya asks.

“Well I’m planning on- on- Yes, I can support her financially.” He answers, not having a clear
answer for the first question. Kaya walks back into the apartment and looks for a pen and a
piece of paper.

Kaya walks back and gives him the piece of paper. “If she knows I gave you this, she’ll kill
me. This is a café near her apartment. Meet her there at three.”

“Alright.” He nods as he takes the piece of paper.

You sit in the café, spamming Kaya’s phone. She’s ten minutes late and you wonder if she’s
coming at all. Kaya is always on time, so this lateness makes you think of the worst. Maybe
she got carried away studying or something along those lines. However, you’re thinking of
the worst and are nearly on the verge of tears.
“Hey…” You hear, and the voice is nothing sweet like Kaya’s. Very different. You look up
and you find him, and now the sadness is replaced with this sudden rage. You have to
swallow that rage and compose yourself.

“Hey…” You respond. Maybe it’s just pure coincidence, and he doesn’t know anything. He
takes a seat without ordering anything though, so you doubt it’s just pure luck. “Gojo, what
are you doing here?”

“Satoru.” He corrects you. “Satoru. You’re… y’know… I don’t think we need such
formalities.”

“She told you, didn’t she? No wonder she came with groceries this morning.” You roll your
eyes.

“Don’t blame her. She told Daisuke and Daisuke told me. Daisuke doesn’t even know it’s
you, he just knows it’s one of Kaya’s friends.” Satoru explains.

“Okay. Since it was all a mistake, I don’t expect anything from you.” You quickly tell him,
hoping that it shuts him up and he’ll leave.

“But I want to be there.” He says, which takes you by surprise.

“Excuse me?” You respond, wondering if you hear wrong.

“If you want to terminate the pregnancy or have the baby, I’m by your side. Physically,
emotionally and financially.” He confirms, and so much weight is lifted from your shoulders,
weight you didn’t know you were holding.

“But can you financially support a baby?” You ask as if you had forgotten the fact that he has
a stable job. He nods in response.

“Only thing that can make everything difficult is me frequently traveling, but other than that
I'll be here. I can pay for everything you and the baby need.” Satoru says. “It’s up to you.”

It surprises you that this is his reaction, but you certainly don't mind. You don’t know if
everything is genuine, considering you can’t look at his eyes.

“I also want to be involved in the baby’s life because after all, it’s going to be my child.”

“Yeah…” You’re at a loss for words. You don’t know what the right option is for this, and
you so desperately wish you knew. “Satoru… I don’t know what I want to do anymore. I
literally just found out yesterday and I- I had made my decision yesterday but today’s
circumstances are different than yesterdays.”

“Think about it.” He says, pulling out his phone. He unlocks it and gives it to you. “Put your
number in my phone and we’ll stay in contact.”

“Are you sure this is what you want?” You question as you take the phone. The next question
sounds absurd considering you’ve been intimate with one another, “Having a baby with a
stranger?”
“Stop projecting.” He replies. “I’m fine with it as long as you’re fine with giving birth and
being a mother– Not even the last part, because if you don’t want to be a mother, I’ll gladly
take the baby.”

“I guess we’ll stay in touch, Satoru.” You stand up, not being able to stay in the café for
longer because the smell of pastries is making your mouth salivate. Satoru notices.

“Don’t you want something first? I can buy you something.” He offers and you shake your
head.

“I have a lot of chocolate pastries at home.” You inform him, thinking of all the things Kaya
bought for you. “Thank you, Satoru. I’ll tell you my decision.”
 Doctor's Appointment

Almost a week passes after the meetup, and Satoru hears nothing from you. You exchanged
numbers, and that was it. Satoru hoped that you’d contact him first because he feels like he’d
be pushy and he doesn’t want that.

For the first time in his life, Satoru is worried about being perceived as pushy. But that isn’t
the only thought in his mind, luckily. Or perhaps unluckily because the man is freaking out.
He has a million other things on his mind.

He stepped up, told you that he’d be by your side no matter what. Truthfully, he isn’t ready to
be a father, but he doubts you’re ready to be a mother either. The man is just worried… What
if you choose to give the baby to him? How will an irresponsible adult like Satoru take care
of a baby? He doesn’t even know the basics.

Maybe he shouldn’t have suggested that, but at the same time he can’t have complete
strangers raising a Gojo. Maybe he can give the baby to his clan, and that’s that. But no, he’s
not going to allow them to raise his baby.

The man hopes that you’ll choose to raise the baby as well because he doubts he’ll do it
properly if he does it alone. He needs someone there with him, reassuring him that he’s doing
it well.

Satoru lays down on his bed and looks at the ceiling, taking in every detail about it. He’s
never looked up at the ceiling of his room, he’s too busy to do so. Each night that he lays on
his bed, he doesn’t have any trouble sleeping. He closes his eyes and immediately falls
asleep, but this week it has been different. He’s been thinking about his irresponsibility, and
about his new life. No matter what you decide to do, this completely changes everything.

He never pictured himself as a father before… And now at night he worries about what kind
of father he’ll be.

His phone rings, and he’s quick to grab it from the nightstand. Your name is displayed on the
screen causing this sudden worry to wash over him. He picks up the phone and brings it up to
his ear.

“Hey…” You speak. You sound calm, which eases the man a bit. But he still waits anxiously
for you to tell him what’s up. You hear his breathing on the phone so you know he’s there.
“Are you free tomorrow?”

“Uh… I do have to work, but I can make time. What’s up?” He questions. He swears his
heart is about to beat out of his chest. Why is he suddenly so nervous?

“I have an ultrasound tomorrow at ten… Do you want to come? I forgot to tell you earlier,
sorry. I’ve been busy with exams.” You inform him.

“It’s fine. I can make it.” He responds. “Can I pick you up?”
“Pick me up? Uh… Sure. I’ll send you the address.” You hang up the phone, and Satoru lets
out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding. He lays back down on the bed and closes his
eyes, thinking about tomorrow. He’s beyond nervous, but he’s finally able to fall asleep.

There’s a knock on your door and you quickly get up. You open the door and find Satoru. He
wears a black jacket with a white shirt underneath, jeans, and his usual sunglasses. You give
him a weak smile, and he smiles back.

“How are you?” He asks as you step out. He looks over your outfit, a long yellow dress and
an oversized nude jacket.

“I’ve been better. Morning sickness is kicking my ass.” You confess, as you lock the door.
Once the door is locked, you both begin to walk. Satoru bites his bottom lip, unsure of how to
respond.

“I’m sorry.” His voice comes out as low. You can barely hear it. You don’t say anything in
response. You walk in silence till you get to the parking lot, “Do you want something to eat
before the appointment?”

“I already ate, thank you though.” You answer. You follow him to the black car, and the man
opens the passenger door for you. You get in, and take notice of the luxurious car. You won’t
have to worry about making ends meet for your baby.

He gets in the driver’s seat and quickly starts the car. He checks to see if your seatbelt is on
before taking off. He puts on some music because he doesn’t want the awkward silence to fill
up the car till you get there. He doubts you’re going to say much, and he’s right.

You don’t say anything. He has so many questions about how you’ve been and if the baby
has caused you any problems. And the question that’s on his mind that won’t leave,
something he’s dying to know: what are you going to do?

You get to the place and he luckily finds parking near the entrance. You walk into the clinic,
and he follows behind. You check in, and are given some papers to fill out. Once it’s filled
out, you wait patiently for your name to be called.

You and Satoru sit quietly next to each other, and you’re both silent. He watches as you
bounce your leg, looking around, which gives away your nervousness. Your eyes look
around, wondering if anyone is in your same situation, but you doubt it. Some are here just
for general checkups, most likely nothing to do with pregnancy.

The other pregnant woman in the room is with who seems to be her husband. At least they
look very excited and happy to be here with one another. Satoru stares at you, worried. He
doesn’t know how to distract you.

He doesn’t know why, but he grabs your head, which makes you look at him. You give him a
weak smile. Your cheeks slowly get warm. You’re about to talk to him, but as you open your
mouth to speak, your name is called.
You both stand up and follow the nurse. She makes some small talk and when you get to the
room, she gives you a minute to change into the hospital gown. Satoru sits in the corner, and
he looks away as you take off your clothes. You take a seat on the exam chair.

“You can look now.” You inform Satoru, which makes him look back at you.

“I thought you would just have to lift up your dress during an ultrasound.” He shares. You
chuckle in response, but he can clearly tell it’s because of your nerves.

“Well it’s the first ultrasound and it’s so early on, so it’s not an abdominal one.” You tell him.

“So how-” He begins but he quickly catches on. His cheeks turn pink thinking about it, as if
he hadn’t gotten you pregnant. There’s a knock on the door.

“Come in!” You yell. The technician joins you, a smile on her face as she introduces herself.
She begins everything, and Satoru watches in amazement, while you just look up at the
ceiling because this is beyond awkward.

Satoru looks at the screen, waiting to see his baby on the screen. And then he finally sees
something. It’s miniscule, but it’s his baby. You look at the screen as well, not as amazed as
Satoru but pretty surprised as well.

“Can we listen to a heartbeat?” You ask. And you swear your breath is taken away as you
hear the sound of your baby’s heartbeat. Satoru is shocked. It’s as if he’s fallen in love, and as
he hears that, any worries are gone. And he genuinely hopes that you’ll keep the baby.

He doesn’t understand why this changes anything, something as simple as a heartbeat takes
all his worries away.

The technician finishes up, and she exits the room. This confirms everything. You’re having a
baby and you couldn’t be more worried. But you aren’t just worried, it’s mixed with another
feeling, one that you can’t quite put your finger on.

“So have you decided what you’re going to do? Are you terminating the pregnancy?” Satoru
questions. He can’t think of a better time to ask this. He wants to know if he can get excited
with reason.

“I-” You begin, and your throat goes dry. You look at the man as he takes off the sunglasses.
“I’m keeping the baby. You said you can afford it, and that was the main reason I thought of
terminating the pregnancy.”

“So we’re becoming parents…” He’s in disbelief, and your breath gets caught up in your
throat, thinking that this isn’t what he wants. But you see a smile forming on his face, and it
takes your worries away.

There’s a knock on the door, and the doctor joins you. She’s ready to tell you about
everything.

-
“So you’re seven weeks along.” Satoru repeats once you’re in his car. It’s fair to say he’s so
shocked by everything. But yet his voice is filled with this happiness. “And we’re having a
single baby.”

“Thankfully.” You tell him with a laugh. “I couldn’t imagine being so unlucky to end up with
twins in my first pregnancy.”

“Twins would’ve been fun.” He responds, and you click your tongue.

“Not as first time parents. Especially with an unplanned pregnancy.” You reply. He wasn’t
really thinking about it that way.

Now he thinks about all the things that have to be bought and all the arrangements for a
single baby. And how he has to tell his family about his child– He doesn’t have to tell his
family.

“Do you live in a one bedroom apartment?” He questions and you hum in response. “We
have to get you a two bedroom.”

“Well, the baby is going to sleep in my room for at least their first year of life.” You tell him.

“Okay… But I want to be as close to you and my baby.” He responds, which catches you off
guard. That wasn’t something you really were thinking about. The man clears his throat
before speaking again, “I guess that’s too soon, no? Maybe in some time.”

“Yeah… I guess. But I guess I could look for a bigger apartment.” You say.

“I’ll pay for it, obviously.” He replies. “We also have to start buying clothes, diapers, a crib, a
stroller, bottles… There’s so much, and I haven’t even listed half the things.”

“Luckily enough we have so much time.” You remind him, so the man won’t worry too much
about it. Satoru grabs his wallet and looks at the ultrasound picture that he asked the doctor
for. He smiles as he shows you the picture, as if you don’t have one as well.

“Hopefully that time passes fast so we can see our little nugget.” He tells you, and you can’t
help but smile as you hear him. You never imagined that he’d be so excited over this.

“I’m happy to see you’re so excited for the baby.” You say, watching as the man grins, his
finger tracing over the baby which looks like a tiny bean on the picture.

The man has always thought he’d end up alone, but the picture he holds in his hand proves
otherwise. It’s so crazy for him to think that in a couple of months, he’ll be a father. He isn’t
ready, but he sure is excited.

“We also have to buy maternity clothes for you.” He informs you, and you shake your head.

“Maternity clothes are ugly.” You say, and he raises his eyebrow. “”I’ll work with what I
have.”
“Oh? If that’s what you want.” He doesn’t care to argue. He doubts your current clothes will
fit once your belly grows, but he won’t argue with a stranger. A stranger that carries his baby.
He won’t let an argument ruin his very wonderful day.

After all, he’s going to be a father.

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“Fuck-” You get up from the bed and run to the bathroom. This is your every morning now.
Hopefully it’ll end when your first trimester ends. In four weeks.

A week after your ultrasound, Satoru calls daily to check up on how you’re doing. It’s so
clear how excited he is… Or at least worried about everything. You hope he shares the same
feelings as you.

You’re mainly worried about how your life will turn out, how you’ll be able to balance
everything. Working, studying, and being a mother. But you’re also so excited. You’ve
always wanted to be a mother. And although it isn’t the best time of your life to have a baby,
you’re still excited.

Although that excitement doesn’t display in the mornings after you puke your guts out.
You’re reasonably groggy, walking to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. You always swear
you’ll buy some medicine for the morning sickness, but you always forget. Each morning
you’re reminded and punished.

There’s a knock on your door, and you look at the time. It’s so early in the morning so you
wonder who it is, showing up with no prior notice. You doubt it’s Satoru because you’re sure
he’ll call beforehand, plus you’re meeting later today.

You open the door, raising your eyebrows as you look at Kaya. She holds a teddy bear, a big
smile on her face as she waves the plush’s arm. “A little gift for my niece or nephew.”

“Kaya…” You say, sadly not too excited. You’ve been keeping in touch with her, but you
hadn’t seen each other since she told your secret. Although you aren’t exactly mad at her
since you’re now keeping your baby, you can’t help but feel a bit betrayed. “Come in.”

“How have you been doing?” She asks as she enters the apartment. She goes to the couch and
puts the teddy bear on the coffee table. You close the door and walk to the living room to sit
down beside Kaya.

“I’ve been doing… Good.” You answer. You have some time off before the next semester, but
you can’t say you’re doing so well when each morning you puke your guts out and anything
that smells too strong makes you run to the bathroom.

“You’re eight weeks along, right?” She asks and you nod in response. “So you’ll be having a
cancer baby.”

“A what?” Your eyes widen. She realizes how wrong that sounds, and is quick to apologize.
“Sorry. Like the zodiac sign.” She clarifies. “Have you done some shopping? What are your
plans for the day? Maybe we can go out shopping.”

“I haven’t really gone out shopping. But today I’m going out with Satoru to look at places to
move.” You share, and her eyes widen, sparkling knowing the questions she has to ask next.
She’s been wondering, but asking over text isn’t the most appropriate thing.

“How is he? What is he going to do? You never told me any details.” She begins, and you
sigh. You stand up and walk to the kitchen to look for something to eat.

“He’s fine.” You keep the answer vague. You don’t want to share any details. You’re not in
the greatest mood for talking either. “How’s Daisuke?”

“He’s… I’m not sure.” She says. She stands up and walks over to the kitchen to be closer to
you.

“Why? You two are usually all over each other.” You tell her, and a sigh escapes her lips. She
bites the inside of her cheek, debating about telling you. She decides it’s not worth it, it’ll be
resolved eventually she just has to give it some time.

“How has morning sickness been treating you?” She changes the topic. “Have you bought
something to treat it?”

“Not yet. I always forget.” You answer.

“I can buy some for you.” She offers, but you shake your head.

“It’s fine, I’ll ask Satoru later to stop at a pharmacy.”

“Satoru… You should’ve sent me a text so I could meet you at your car.” You tell the man.
He smiles at you, holding a box of chocolates, which you gladly take from his hands.

“I don’t know… I don’t like that. I want to properly greet you.” He says. He walks into the
apartment and awkwardly looks around the place as you put the chocolates in your pantry.
It’s his first time actually stepping into the place. “Plus I have to make sure you’re wearing
the proper attire so our little nugget doesn’t freeze.”

“Little nugget is killing me each morning.” You share as you grab your purse. He raises his
eyebrow as you walk over to him. He looks you over, making sure that the coat you have on
is appropriate for the weather outside. “Let’s go.”

You both walk out of the apartment and go to his car. He opens the passenger door for you
and you get in. You put on your seatbelt as he gets in the driver’s side. Instead of beginning
the drive to your first stop, he reaches into the backseat.

“While out shopping I saw this pacifier and I couldn’t resist.” He confesses as he gives you
the item. You look at the giraffe pacifier. Your heart melts at the thought of your baby with it.
You don’t say anything, instead you just smile. He notices the smile, causing him to smile as
well.

He begins to drive, and it’s quiet for a couple of minutes while you get comfortable. You just
stare at the pacifier. You look at Satoru, studying what you can see about him. At least you
know that your baby won’t be ugly.

“How’s work going?” You ask.

“It’s… Good.” He answers. He doesn’t want to get into details so it’s best just to say good.
“How about you? You work, right?”

“I do. Work is good.” You respond.

“Have you thought about quitting?” He questions, and you can’t help but raise your
eyebrows. Quitting? Not really. You wouldn’t be able to support yourself.

“Not really, why?” You reply.

“I’m willing to pay for everything and give you an allowance. I just want my little nugget to
be alright.” He offers, and you bite the inside of your cheek. You think about it, but at the
moment you can’t give the man an answer.

The rest of the ride is quiet. The moment you think of your next question, the man parks
outside an apartment building.

After looking at many apartments, you’re still left unconvinced. None of them seem good
enough to have a baby in. And now Satoru sits across from you at a fast food restaurant,
watching as you eat the fries.

“There’s one more apartment around here… But I’m not sure you’ll like it.” Satoru says
before he steals one of your fries. You glare at him, even though he bought the food. He
refused to get anything and now he dares to eat some of your food?

“Maybe we can look at two bedrooms… I was thinking about it this week, and maybe a spare
bedroom would be useful.” You begin, watching as he takes another one of your fries. You’re
tempted to slap his hand, but you manage to control yourself. “Plus, I’m sure you’ll be
staying over a lot. You’ll need your own place.”

“How about a three bedroom?” He suggests. “I’m paying for everything, of course.”

“Why a three bedroom?” You question. “We’ll be moving to a house eventually, for now a
two bedroom would do.”

“I know but… Wouldn’t it be fun to decorate a nursery?” He asks, which takes you a bit
back. You hadn’t really thought about that. You had been thinking of just having the crib in
your bedroom, and although you’ve always thought of decorating a nursery while pregnant, it
hadn’t come to your mind. Because your pregnancy isn’t one that was planned, so solving
everything has been on your mind. Everything that has to be done. The cost of having a baby.
So you haven’t been thinking about a nursery.

“It would be.” You smile. You continue eating, and he continues stealing your fries.

“So… Do you have parents?” Satoru asks, which feels beyond awkward to ask now that
you’re pregnant with his child. This should’ve been done before you two even thought about
having sex. You nod in response. “Do they know about your pregnancy?”

“Not yet…” You answer. You’ve been putting it off. You want to tell them in person. “I’m
going home next week, I’ll tell them then.”

“I can go with you if you want… We’re going to meet anyway considering I’ll be active in
nugget’s life.” He offers, and you nod in response. He has to meet them, and you hope they’ll
be less harsher if Satoru is right there.

“How about your parents, Satoru?” You question, and the man sighs. “We don’t have to tell
them if you don’t want to.”

“I’ll tell them… Although they’re not really active in my life. They weren’t with me much
while growing up.” He replies. “But I guess we can share the news with them. Although I
want to tell them after we tell your parents.”

“Fine by me.” You respond. The man continues eating the fries, and you furrow your
eyebrow. “If you want I can get you some food.”

“I’m not hungry.” He shakes his head.

“Well I am. Carrying a baby is not easy.” You say, taking your fries and making them hard to
reach. Satoru chuckles, an apology leaving his lips. He hadn’t realized how annoyed you
were.

“Did you know that the baby is the size of a kidney bean?” He brings up, and you tilt your
head before shaking your head. The corner of your lips turn upwards.

“No… That’s nice to know though. Thank you for the information.”

“Sorry if that sounds weird. I’ve been researching.” He confesses. You sigh, feeling
incompetent because you haven’t really bothered to research much about your pregnancy.
You can’t even get simple medicine for your morning sickness. It’s just all so… New.

“I’m sorry.” You blurt out. He raises his brow, wondering what you could possibly be sorry
for. “I should’ve told you… Or well, tried to tell you on my own terms. You only found out
because Kaya slipped up and told her little boyfriend. I just didn’t think you’d want the baby
so I refused to tell you.”

“Oh… Why did you think I wouldn’t want to keep the baby?” He questions, and you sigh.

“Because the morning after you told me it was a mistake, so why would you want to keep a
baby that’s a mistake?” You tell him, and the man sighs. That brings up so much. “But I’m
 glad that you’re so happy about nugget.”

“I’m sorry for… Being such an asshole the morning after.” His voice is low, and you feel the
need to change the topic. You’re apartment hunting, and you still have to continue looking for
your next place so you can’t afford to ruin the mood.

“Let’s get going.” You stand up, picking up your tray of food. He steps up and follows
behind.

You get to the car, and before Satoru starts the car, he reaches into the backseat once again.
You wonder what it is this time. The man takes off his shades as he grabs the item. He puts
the item on the console of the car, and you swear you’ll cry.

“I found…” He begins, he looks at you. You look at him for a minute or so, admiring the eyes
that you rarely see. “I found some of my old baby stuff, and I found a pair of my baby shoes.
And I want my baby to have these.”

“They’re so cute, Satoru.” You hold back tears. You don’t understand. It’s the pregnancy that
makes you sentimental. He’s so happy, it makes you jealous. Not an ounce of worry seems to
consume his mind. While you’re mostly worried about everything. How it’ll all turn out.

“So when are we going to your parents’ house? I need to know so I can request to take those
days off.” He asks as he begins driving. You inspect the baby shoes that your baby will wear
eventually.

“I’ll be leaving on Friday and spend an entire week there.” You inform him.

“Alright then. I’ll be leaving with you on Friday.”

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“Are you sure you need so much stuff?” Satoru questions as he carries the bags to his car.
While usually you take the train back home, luckily enough Satoru has a car that can take you
home. You don’t have to be surrounded by so many strangers, instead you only have to deal
with one. “I mean we are going to your parents’ house, don’t you have clothes there?”

“Yeah well… The clothes there aren’t exactly appropriate for the weather… or for a pregnant
woman.” You say, making him raise an eyebrow.

“Who made rules on what a pregnant woman can and cannot wear?” He asks, and you
chuckle. “You’re not showing anyway. Even if you were, you’d look really cute with your
bump.”

“You’re right… But I don’t think that wearing a crop top with ‘slut’ on the front would be a
great picture to show our child.” You tell him, earning a giggle from him.

“Are we taking pictures? You should’ve told me so I would’ve gotten a haircut or

something.” He jokes, making you laugh. It’s fair to say that as time goes by a bond forms
between you and Satoru. A bond is bound to form, after all you are having a baby together.

You get to his car and you get into the passenger seat, not worried about helping him. If
anything, you know he’d get upset if you even tried. He treats you as delicately as possible,
considering that you are growing his baby. You’ve never really gotten this kind of treatment,
so you’re appreciative of it, even when you know that it’ll end the moment you give birth.

“Are we doing anything specific there?” Satoru questions as he gets into the driver’s seat. He
didn’t pack for any special occasion so he just has his casual cold-weather clothes.

“Other than announcing my pregnancy, no.” You respond. He turns on the car, and before he
begins to drive he notices how you bounce your leg. He understands your nervousness, but he
doesn’t want you to worry about it too much.

“Everything will be alright.” He says. “If anything, I know how to fight.”

“Yeah…” You awkwardly laugh. He begins to drive. For a solid five minutes, you’re both
silent until you feel guilty for keeping quiet, “Are you fine with sharing a room? Because my
parents got rid of the guest bedroom so we only have my room.”

“Is that what you’re stressing about now?” He tries his best to maintain his composure. “It’s
not the first time we share a bed, I don’t mind at all. If you’re uncomfortable I can sleep on
the floor.”
“No! It’s fine… I just feel bad because you won’t have your own bed and all that.” You tell
him. But he isn’t bothered at all. What he’s most worried about is meeting your parents and
breaking the news to them.

“Are your parents going to be okay with us sharing a bed though?” He asks, knowing that the
subject of sharing a bed with someone you’re not married to might be a bit controversial for
parents. Although they shouldn’t be too worried about you two sharing a bed, considering
that you’re already pregnant.

“I think we’ll be fine.” You answer. That’s the last thing you’re worried about. There’s bigger
things on your plate.

When you pull up into the driveway of your parents’ house, a sigh leaves your lips. Your
nerves are more intense now. Satoru hears a sigh escape your lips. He puts the car in park
before looking at you, “So how are we breaking the news?”

“Dinner. We just break it down while we’re eating. Or after, so we don’t go to bed hungry.”
You answer, and he tilts his head. Dinner is only a couple hours away since the sun is setting,
so you don’t have so much time left.

“Do you think they’ll be so mad at the fact that you’re pregnant that we won’t finish eating
dinner?” He questions and you shrug. There is no way to know how they’ll react to the fact
that their 20-year-old daughter is pregnant by a one night stand. “Text them that we’re outside
so we don’t stand out in the cold.”

“Also… They don’t know that I came here with you.” You inform him as you pull out your
phone and look for your mom’s contact. “They think I took the train and then grabbed a taxi.”

“Alright… So I’ll introduce myself as a friend… Yeah. For the moment I’m just a friend who
drove you. A really nice friend may I add.” He begins, and you laugh, sending the text. You
look at Satoru who looks extremely nervous. You grab his hand, although it doesn’t really
feel like you’re holding it.

“We’ll figure it out.” You reassure him, trying to mask your fear with a smile. Although it
barely works because he can see right through you. “If anything happens, I can always pay
for a hotel for us to stay.”

“No, I’ll pay. All your money has to go towards baby clothes.” He says, making you chuckle.

“How about rent? Tuition? Groceries?” You list and he shakes his head.

“I’ll cover all that.” He tells you, a smile coming on your face. You’re about to say something
else, but the front door opens. You open the car door, and Satoru turns off the car. You walk
towards your mother and she welcomes you with open arms.

“Honey, how are you?” She asks, taking you in her embrace. She hugs you tightly, nearly
squeezing the air out of you. She smiles but her smile drops as she notices a man. A friend.
Satoru. She pulls away, and stares at Satoru who awkwardly stands, unsure of what to say or
do. “Who’s this?”

“He’s a friend…” You say. She doesn’t question the lack of confidence as you say it. She
studies him, while he attempts to smile. He takes off his shades and looks at you briefly
before looking at your mother. “He’s Satoru Gojo.”

“Hi…” Satoru cringes at the way his voice cracks. He tries to smile, yet he can’t. He’s
terrified by the woman who’s so much shorter than him.

“Hi, Gojo.” She smiles at him. “Thank you for dropping off my daughter.”

“Actually, he’ll be staying with us as well.” You inform her, her eyes widening. She blinks
before looking at you. “He’s my guest.”

“Where will he be staying? Knowing your father, he won’t let you two share a room.” She
says, and you don’t say anything.

“What is he doing? Why isn’t he out here greeting his only daughter?” You question as you
walk towards the front door. Your mother and Satoru look back and forth before she signals
to the door with her head, and they walk behind you.

“Dad!” You yell. You hear his voice come from the kitchen and you walk to it. He’s chopping
something up, and he stops when he sees you. He quickly wraps his arms around you, placing
a kiss on your forehead.

“Honey, how was your trip?” He asks, and you smile at him. You give him a nod,

“It was pretty good. My friend drove me here.” You inform him.

“Oh did she? Is she still here?” He questions and you nod in response.

“He’s here. He’s walking with mom.” You answer, making your dad raise his eyebrow. He
looks at you until his peripheral vision catches a glimpse of your friend. Your dad turns his
head to look at Satoru, who now looks terrified. Awkward and terrified. Your mother is right
next to him, but she’s hard to notice next to the tall man.

You hope you could motion to Satoru to relax, but you’re catching the smell of what your dad
is cooking and it’s making your stomach churn. You try to control yourself because if you
suddenly go to the bathroom to puke, they’ll know something is up.

“Uh… Excuse me. I have to use the bathroom.” You announce before walking out of the
kitchen. You speed walk, which makes your parents share a look.

“She’s been saying she has to pee like thirty minutes into the drive…” Satoru awkwardly
chuckles, hoping that any suspicion will die down. They do end up shrugging it off.

“What’s your name?” Your father questions, and Satoru tenses up. The strongest feels
threatened by someone that is truly no danger, other than the fact that the man picks up a
knife. Satoru clears his throat.
“I’m Satoru Gojo.” Satoru introduces himself. It’s not a voice that your father expects from a
man that’s over six feet tall. What your father doesn’t realize is that Satoru is extremely
nervous.

“Well Satoru Gojo, are you staying for dinner?” Your father asks and Satoru nods. Your
mother side-eyes Satoru, waiting for him to say more about the fact that Satoru is attempting
to stay more than just dinner. But it doesn’t come. She doesn’t mention anything either, at
least not for the time being. “Glad to have ya.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Satoru.” He hears your voice and he quickly turns around to find you, still wearing your
coat. He’s surprised you haven’t gotten comfortable yet, but he doesn’t question it
considering he’s still wearing his coat. He raises his eyebrow. “Will you help me get my
bags?”

“Of course.” He responds before walking with you to the front door. You both exit the house
and when you’re out of the house, he speaks up. “I don’t want you to carry any bags, but I
just wanted to tell you that your dad is so fucking scary.”

“He’s not. You just think he is because you think he’s going to kill you when he finds out you
got me pregnant.” You reply, and Satoru inhales the cold air. He opens the trunk of the car
and begins to grab your bags.

“Is he?” He asks, and you want to chuckle at the slight tremor in his voice. Satoru is strong
and very big, so you doubt your father poses any type of threat. You stay silent, and he
refuses to pick up any bags before you answer. He can put everything back into the car and
leave, just in case. It’s absurd because he knows he can stop just about anything, but the mere
thought of your father chasing him around with a knife or some sort of weapon is terrifying.

“He’s not going to kill you. Dad isn’t even overprotective of me, he just jokes around about
it.” You reassure him and he picks up the luggage. Although the jokes around isn’t really
convincing enough. “Plus he’s not going to be so mad… Maybe a bit disappointed, but he
won’t kill you for making him a grandfather.”

“Right… A grandfather.” Satoru repeats, and for some reason that just makes everything
more realistic. You follow behind him as he carries the luggage. When you enter the house,
Satoru looks at you. He doesn’t know where your room is, so you take the lead and walk him
to your room.

“Don’t close the door!” You hear your mother yell from the kitchen, a low chuckle escaping
from your lips as you hear that.

“Too late for that.” You mutter.

“Dinner’s ready!” Your father yells, making you and Satoru stand up and walk to the dinner
table. It’s surprising how your mother set the table because that’s usually a task that they
force you to do, but since it’s only your first day back, they won’t force you to do much.

You and Satoru sit next to each other on the round table. You sit across from your mother,
and Satoru sits across from your dad. Not much conversation has happened between your
parents and Satoru, considering he’s been helping you get settled in(while settling in
himself).

“So, Gojo… What are you majoring in?” Your mother asks as she serves your plate. It’s your
favorite dinner, but at the moment the smell is enough to make you puke. Satoru side-eyes
you, but you try to control your stomach, drinking some water.

“I’m majoring in- Actually, I’m not enrolled in university.” He answers after seeing you drink
your water. You’re probably focused on controlling yourself so he figures he has to come up
with his own answers with no help. What would be the point of lying about his life anyway?

“Oh, are you not? Did you drop out?” Your father chimes in and Satoru shakes his head. Your
parents look at each other, trying to figure out how you met Satoru. You inhale and hold your
breath before joining the conversation.

“We met through Kaya.” You say before he can say the truth about how you met. “And now
we’re really good friends .”

“Oh… Okay. So what do you do?” Your father asks, wondering if Satoru’s parents are rich or
something along those lines. The car that sits in his driveway isn’t something cheap.

“Just a corporate job.” Satoru keeps his answer broad. The same answer he gave you. Your
father raises his eyebrow.

“Are you the same age as my daughter?” Your father asks and Satoru nods in response. Your
mother puts a plate of food in front of Satoru and he mutters a thank you before bringing the
glass of water up to his lips. He bounces his legs, feeling as if he were being interrogated by
cops. Your father is no threat yet. “Did your parents get you the job?”

“You can say they have some sort of involvement in the hiring process.” Satoru awkwardly
chuckles.

“Dad, stop interrogating him.” You say. “Leave the questions for later.”

You begin to eat. It’s mostly you playing with the food, and holding your breath so your
sensitive stomach doesn’t win. Your mother takes notice of this, but she doesn’t say anything.
A couple of minutes into the dinner, your father finally asks the question,

“So where are you staying? Do you have family that lives around?” The question makes
Satoru freeze. He looks at you and you look back at him before you look at your father. This
is it.

“Satoru will be sleeping here tonight.” You answer, giving a weak smile. Your hands are
shaking, and you have to put your fork down to contain yourself. You take a deep breath as
you hear,
“Here? Where? Are you giving up your room or is he sleeping on the couch?” He asks. He’d
be berating you for having someone sleep over with no prior notice, but he isn’t going to do
that right in front of poor Satoru.

“In my room. With me.” You manage to maintain your composure. Your nerves don’t
translate into your voice. But you swear you’re going to die with the look that your father
gives you. Your mother just puts her hand on his upper arm, trying to get him to remain calm.

“Have you lost your mind? And don’t make up the excuse that he’s gay because I know that
it’s all fake. No daughter of mine is going to sleep in the same room as a man when she’s
unwed.” He begins. You take a deep breath, exchanging looks with Satoru. “Have you kids
these days have no shame? If I had suggested that to your grandfather when I was dating your
mother, he would’ve killed me.”

“Dad-” You begin but he continues to ramble. You repeat yourself, your voice much louder,
which makes him stop just to listen to what you have to say. There’s no other way to break it
to them.

“I’m pregnant…” You announce. You watch as a shocked expression overtakes their face.
They blink before their gaze falls on Satoru. Satoru can’t hide his face, and he certainly can’t
run out of the house now when he so badly wants to.

“Surprise…” Satoru says, filling up the silence and awkward tension that dominates the
room.

“I know this isn’t what you want for me, but it’s fine. I’m here to announce it. I pay my own
bills, and live at my own place. I certainly don’t need you for child care. Satoru is with me in
every step of the way.” You tell them, not willing to listen to any scolding. You’re already
tired from spending so many hours on the road, you don’t have the energy to listen to any
rambling. “I’m telling you that you’re about to become grandparents, do with that
information what you want.”

Your father pinches the bridge of his nose, while your mother tries to formulate a sentence.
Anything really, but the left side of her brain doesn’t seem to be working.

“We’ll be here to help you, sweetheart. With anything you need.” Your mother finally says.
There’s nothing else she can really do at the moment. Yelling at you won’t do anything.

“You’re my daughter, and I know I’ve taught you this before.” Your father looks at you and
then he looks at Satoru. “But you, mister… Do you not know what a condom is? Did your
parents not give you the sex talk?”

“Dad, can we not?” You ask and your father glares at you before glaring at Satoru.

“No. I know how you kids are. The moment you pop that baby out, he’ll give you a week to
rest and then boom, you’re pregnant again.” Your father says and your face gets warm,
embarrassed about the words that leave his mouth.
“Honey, why didn’t you just introduce Gojo as your boyfriend?” Your mother questions and
you look at her, a bit unsure of how to respond.

“We aren’t dating.” You tell her, and before your parents can say anything, Satoru makes up a
lie on the spot.

“Anymore. We dated for some time and we broke up, and our little nugget was just a
surprise.” Satoru lies. They don’t have much to say other than,

“Aw, you already gave a nickname to our grandbaby?” Your mother gushes.

“My rule still applies. Gojo, you’ll take the couch since you’re not going to let my pregnant
daughter sleep on the couch.” Your father says. A sigh leaves your lips, but you don’t argue
with it.

“Yessir.”

“Hey, ‘Toru.” You slightly shake him, your voice no louder than a whisper. He just opens his
eyes, mainly because he can’t fall asleep on the couch.

“What’s up?” He asks. You grab his hand and attempt to lift him up, which he does himself,
not wanting you to use much strength.

“I don’t want you to sleep on the couch.” You tell him and he lays back down on the couch.

“I don’t want you to sleep on the couch either. Plus you’re pregnant.” He says, you grab his
hand again and you attempt to lift him up again.

“Come with me.” You say. “Come sleep with me in my room. I promise my dad won’t get
mad. I’m already pregnant, what more can we do?”

“Your dad is going to kill me. I know he already hates my guts and he hasn’t known me for
24 hours.” Satoru begins to get up from the couch, grabbing the pillow and blanket. He
follows behind as you walk to your bedroom. He sure knows that your father would be
beyond pissed, but the couch is beyond uncomfortable. He has many sleepless nights ahead
of him so he has to get as much sleep as he can.

You get to the bedroom, and Satoru stares at the queen-sized bed. He thinks it’s big enough
for the two of you. He gets on the left side of the bed, so close to the edge, nearly falling off
because he wants to make sure to give you all the space you need. You close the bedroom
door and lay down beside him.

“When’s your birthday?” You randomly ask as you throw the blanket over you. It’s
something basic that you don’t know about him.

“December 7.” He reveals. Your eyes widen, yet he can’t really see since the room is dark.
 “That’s coming up soon!” You sound a bit too excited, and get a little too laugh. Satoru
shushes you before he laughs.

“Do you want your father to hear us?” His laugh fills up the room, it causes you to smile.
“When is your birthday?”

You tell him your birthday. He takes a mental note of it before speaking, “Our baby will be
born in July.”

“I can’t imagine myself with a big baby bump in the summer heat.” You respond. He wraps
his arm around you, and he doesn’t know why but he brings you closer to him. “Our
apartment will have air conditioning though, so you don’t have to worry much about the
heat.” He says.

“Satoru-” You begin. “Thank you.”

“For what?” He asks.

“For being here with me. I don’t know how I would’ve announced my pregnancy without
you by my side.” You answer. He chuckles.

“You would’ve done just fine. Even better. You did everything, I was just there, nearly
shitting my pants.” He responds. “It’s my duty to be here.”

“Satoru…” You bring your lips up and gently press them against his’. You’ve had this urge to
do so ever since he picked you up. You pull away, feeling your cheeks burn. He pecks your
lips as his hands go down to your abdomen.

“I hope our daughter is as beautiful as you are.” He says.

“Daughter?” You question. “Why do you think we’re having a daughter?”

“Do you remember the night we met? When we were talking, I said that if I ever have a
daughter, I would give her your name.” He reminds you, and you hum in response. “I don’t
think that it’s just a coincidence.”

“Well, I think we’re having a baby boy.” You share.

“Why do you think that?”

“I would know, I’m carrying him.”

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Satoru jumps up from the floor when a bucket of ice cold water is thrown over him, getting
him all wet. That’s one way to wake up. Why is he on the floor? The sun is out, and you
hadn’t woken him up. His eyes land on your father, who holds the yellow bucket.

“Why the hell are you in my daughter’s room?” Your father talks sternly, staring at Satoru.
His eyebrows furrowed, reasonably mad because one of his rules was broken.

“Where is she?” Satoru questions, rubbing his eyes.

“In the bathroom. Throwing up.” Your father responds before turning around and exiting the
room. Satoru has intentions of changing, taking off the soaking wet shirt. Your father turns
around again, a sigh leaving his lips as he sees a half-naked Satoru. He grabs the doorknob,
“At least have some shame.”

Satoru changes, putting on the clothes he would put on after his shower, but he wouldn’t
stand in the soaking pajamas, and he certainly couldn’t stay half-naked with your father
around. Just when he puts on his shirt, the door opens. You walk in, looking exhausted. As if
you hadn’t slept at all.

“Are you okay?” He asks, knowing that he was awoken in a very bad manner, but not worse
than you. You’ve been awoken in a very bad manner in the past couple of weeks. You shake
your head, a sigh leaving your lips.

“I hate it.” You comment. You look over at him, noticing the change of clothes, “Didn’t you
just wake up?”

“Your dad woke me up.” He shares, and you slightly tilt your head, trying to figure out what
your dad did. Then you see his soaking wet hair, something that you should’ve noticed right
away. You’re irritated to say the least, and you want to yell at your father, but you know
better than that. You pinch the bridge of your nose before sighing.

“I’ll speak with him. I’m so sorry, ‘Toru.” You tell him before walking out of the bedroom.
He follows behind, but instead he goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth and finish getting
ready. You walk to the kitchen, where your father is.

“Dad.” You speak and he turns around to smile at you. An insincere smile because he really
isn’t happy with you at the moment.

“We have to talk about rules.” Are the first words to leave his mouth. You roll your eyes,
making him furrow his eyebrows. “Don’t roll your eyes at me.”
“Dad, Satoru has to get as much sleep as he can. He can’t just sleep on the couch, don’t you
know how uncomfortable that couch is?” You respond. “Plus what more can we do? I’m
pregnant, if you hadn’t heard.”

“Rules are rules.” He rebukes. “I don’t care who he is, you aren’t sharing a room.”

“Dad…” You sigh. You’re really not in the mood for this. You can’t wait for the first
trimester to be over, waking up each morning with the urge to puke really has been killing
you lately. “I really need him by my side.”

“By your side? Or on the floor? I found him lying there this morning. Legs on the bed and the
upper half of his body on the floor.” Your dad shares, and your eyebrows raise. You hadn’t
noticed, mainly because you woke up and ran out of the room. You walk over to him, your
arms open before they wrap around him. You kiss his cheek.

“Daddy, please let him sleep in my room.” You continue, hoping that your love and affection
is enough to bribe him. But you doubt it. “You know nothing will happen.”

“Huh? Nothing will happen?” Your dad hugs you back. He appreciates the moment even
though he knows it’s only happening as a form of bribery. “You’re making me a grandfather,
honey, I really can’t trust your word.”

“Aren’t you excited to have a grandchild?” You question, and he wants to nod. But he has
mixed emotions. He had different plans for you. Very different plans. Ones that didn’t
involve you becoming a mom at such a young age.

“As excited as I can be.” He responds, making you click your tongue. You pull away from the
hug and cross your arms.

“Please let him sleep in my room.” You tell him, and he shakes his head. You sigh,
pretending to be disappointed but you’ll sneak Satoru back in again. “You’re so uptight.”

“Rules are rules, honey. When you have your own daughter you will understand.” Your father
says, making you roll your eyes. He’s about to comment on it but decides against it. He
doesn’t want to piss off his pregnant daughter. “Go sit down, breakfast will be ready in a
couple of minutes.”

You don’t say anything and take a seat. Your mother finally comes out of the room and she
comes to your side and kisses your cheek. She then walks away to greet your father. Your
eyes avert from that, instead you wait for Satoru to finally come out.

Satoru finally comes out of the room and walks towards you. He walks shyly, his head low.
He has an idea of what to expect. He pulls out a chair and begins to sit, but your father’s
voice cuts him off, “Nuh-uh, come here. Set the table. Or are you going to let the mother of
your child do all the work?”

“Right, sorry, sir.” Satoru stands up and walks over to help set the table.
“Also, since you’re going to become parents, I thought of something fun to prepare you.”
Your father begins, making you look his way and raise your eyebrow. “The neighbors have
three kids. Four-year-old twins, and an infant.

“Okay…?” You respond, yet to realize what he’s implicating. But when it hits you, your eyes
widen. “No, no no no no.”

“What?” Satoru asks.

“He wants us to babysit! Dad, I came here to relax, not run after kids!” You yell, making a
chuckle leave his lips. He definitely finds this hilarious. Satoru finally realizes what’s going
on. For a smart guy, he’s pretty slow today, maybe those are the effects of being woken up by
an ice cold bucket of water.

“Well, guess what? Once you’re a mother you won’t have time to relax. You’ll have to run
constantly around kids.” Your father responds. Your mother sighs and she begins to tell him
something, something that you don’t care to listen to.

“We can leave the running around after kids, when I have my baby in seven months.” You tell
him, and he shakes his head.

“Sorry, honey. I already told them that you two would watch them.” He says, making you
click your tongue. You stand up from the table and walk away, making Satoru raise his voice,

“Where are you going?” Satoru begins to run after you. The last thing he sees is you
slamming your door shut.

“Don’t slam the doors in my house!” Your father yells, as Satoru knocks on the door.

“Are you not eating?” Satoru asks.

“No!”

“I just can’t fucking believe that he’s fucking making us babysit. For free at that! I never
agreed to this.” You whine as you walk next to Satoru. It wasn’t worth starting the car and
moving it because the house isn’t too far away.

“I think it’d be good practice for us. We have to prepare ourselves.” He tells you. You sigh,
and you know he’s right. But you’re not pissed off about the fact that you’ll be running after
kids, but the fact that you weren’t even asked if you wanted to do it. It feels as if you’re a
child again, being forced to do anything and everything your parents want you to do.

“I hate how he didn’t care to ask us about it, maybe we had plans or something-” You begin
and he cuts you off.

“We don’t have any plans though.” He interrupts, making you roll your eyes.
“But he doesn’t know that. He just expected us to cancel any plans because he’s mad I’m
having a baby.” You respond.

“He’s not mad.” Satoru says, hoping to reassure you. But he can’t tell for sure. You’re about
to say something but Satoru comes to a stop, making you stop as well. He looks at the house
number. “We’re here.”

You sigh before heading to the front door. You’re the one that knocks, while Satoru stands
behind you. Satoru thinks of the worst case scenario, which makes his arms wrap around
your waist. Both his hands meet on your lower abdomen.

The door opens revealing the mother who finishes up getting ready. She secures her earring, a
big smile on her face as she sees you two. She introduces herself and walks you into the
house. She walks you to the living room, where her husband burps their infant daughter,
while their twins watch the TV. So far, they look pretty easy to handle, but then again you
haven’t been in the house for a minute.

“Honey, meet the babysitters.” The woman tells her husband and he slightly turns his head to
look at the two of you. He smiles, patting his daughter’s back.

“Hi.” He says. You both wave before the mother speaks again, making you turn your
attention to her.

“Alright so, baby is going to sleep. She’ll most likely sleep the whole entire time. Just in case
she wakes up hungry, I left you instructions on how to make her bottle.” She begins. She
walks to the kitchen, and you both follow her.

“How do we know she’s hungry and she doesn’t have a dirty diaper?” You ask, wanting to
know the difference.

“I can just tell. The cries sound different. But now she brings her little hand to her mouth.”
She tells you. “She’s the most calm, it’s not them I’m worried about. The twins, Ichiro and
Jiro. They’re a bit… hard to handle. They have a bedtime at eight, so you just have to tire
them out before that time. If you can’t, then I can’t blame you.”

“Boys, settle down!” You hear the father yell. The three of you were too focused in your
conversation to realize the chaos that had begun.

“Are they identical?” Satoru asks since he didn’t get a good look at them. The boys’ backs
were turned when Satoru looked over at them. They had the same black hair color and the
same haircut, that’s all he got.

“They are.” She nods in response. “Ichiro is wearing a green shirt, and he has a freckle on his
right eyelid.”

“Okay…” You say, taking note of that. You hope you’ll remember that when you need it. She
walks over to the fridge, putting her hand over the stainless steel and patting it.
“There’s food in here you can cook. I trust you won’t burn my house down, your father told
me you know how to.” She talks to you. “If not, I hope your boyfriend can cook.”

“He’s not-” You begin, about to correct her but you shake your head at the end. “Not a great
cook.”

“Well, we’ll leave some money in case you want to order something.” She responds. She
grabs the purse that’s on the countertop and pulls out her wallet, “I’ll pay you guys when we
come back.”

“Okay…” You nod.

“I’ll show you both their bedrooms, c’mon.” She signals. You look at each other before you
follow her. She’s leading you to the stairs, and Satoru forces you to go first, in case anything
happens, he can catch you. She walks down the hallway, opening the door to the baby’s
nursery. You don’t enter, instead she continues walking to the other bedroom.

“Sorry for the mess-” She sighs, opening the door to the twins’ bedroom. “We organize this
room. We teach them to organize it, but it just doesn’t happen.”

“It’s fine. You’re fairly busy with an infant too. We’re here to help, not judge.” You tell her,
and she smiles your way. A sigh escapes her lips.

“If this experience doesn’t tell you to wait to have kids, then I don’t know what will.” She
comments, making you look at Satoru before you look back at the woman. You tilt your head.
She slightly furrows her eyebrows before speaking, “Your dad told me that he wanted to
show you two what having kids is actually like because you two were thinking about it. Is
that not it?”

“Uh- No.” You shake your head and smile. “That’s not the case at all.”

“Oh… Okay. Weird. Still I trust you and your boyfriend, mainly because we trust your
parents with our lives.” She says. “We should get going soon, any questions?”

“I think we’re fine.” Satoru answers for you, and you nod in response.

“If you have any questions, text me, I left my phone number downstairs.”

Thirty minutes into babysitting, just as she said, the baby is asleep. The kids, on the other
hand, are wide awake and full of energy. So full of energy. Two four year olds that are too
much for you to handle.

“Ichiro, come here!” Satoru yells, running after the boy. It’s not like he’s really trying to run.
Satoru could easily outrun the child, but he chooses not to for whatever reason.

“I’m Jiro!” The little boy responds, running away from Satoru. He keeps looking back at the
tall man, checking if the man is catching up. But it appears not. The man is far behind, at
least in his little eyes.
“Ichiro, where are you?!” You yell, but not too loud because there’s a baby sleeping upstairs.
Ichiro decided to hide. You took your gaze off him for one second, and he disappeared.
“Ichiro! I have a treat for you!”

You’re thankful over the fact that you’re only having one baby, because you’re already so
tired after dealing with twins for thirty minutes. And you can’t believe the couple decided to
add one more baby to the mix, but thankfully the baby is anything but a problem at the
moment.

“I’m here.” The child crawls out from the couch, and you’re amazed at how you managed to
miss that. Or how he managed to fit in there, but then again you’d never question a child’s
abilities. He stands up, a smile on his face, “Where’s my treat?”

“I’ll give it to you in a bit, alright?” You respond and he nods in response. Satoru finally
catches Jiro, picking the little boy up and walking over to where you and Ichiro stand. That’s
when he finally puts the boy down.

“Alright, I have a game for us to play.” Satoru announces to the twins, the word game
catching their utmost attention. They tilt their little heads and blink curiously. “You’re going
to grab your jackets, then go outside and play tag.”

Your eyebrows furrow hearing this. Satoru was just running around after the kids, and now he
wants to go outside and run after them again? But they’re quick to stand up and run upstairs
to grab their jackets. It’s too late to take his words back, so the least you hope is that he isn’t
going to force you to go with him.

Satoru walks over to you, a grin on his face. You sigh before speaking up, “What are you
thinking? Can you keep up with two four-year-olds?”

“I don’t have to.” He answers, confusing you even more. But you trust him enough to know
what he’s doing. “Focus on relaxing, we don’t want to stress out our little nugget, do we?”

“We don’t.” You shake your head. You walk to the couch to grab the jacket that Satoru
discarded, and give it to him. “We don’t want you getting sick either. Put this on.”

“Okay.” He smiles, not arguing with you although he doesn’t want to put on the jacket. The
twins run back downstairs, their jackets in their hands. When they reach the first floor, you
hear the sound of the baby’s cries, making you sigh.

“Alright, put them on.” He tells the twins and they begin to put on the jackets. That’s the last
thing you see before going upstairs to take care of the baby. You get to the room, her cries
getting louder and louder with every step you take. You pick her up from the crib and coo.

“What’s wrong, honey? Did your brothers wake you up?” You ask her, as if she could answer.
You doubt she’s hungry, she ate not too long ago plus she doesn’t put her hand near her
mouth. Although you’re not too sure if that’s right– Maybe you’re missing some sign.

You don’t figure out what’s wrong right away, and that worries you. What if you’re like this
with your baby? What if you can’t figure out what’s wrong right away? Too many nerves in
one single body, but you take a deep breath and focus on the baby you hold in your arms. You
rock her, putting her head on your shoulder before patting her back.

The crying stops. Silence fills up the room, the soft sound of your hand gently patting her
back. You walk over to the window, pushing the curtain slightly to admire the sunset that’s
just begun. But the sky isn’t your main concern when you watch Satoru with a big smile on
his face, following the twins around. It makes you smile as well.

You close the curtain, sitting on the rocking chair that’s in the room to get the baby girl in
your arms to fall back asleep. It takes a couple of minutes, but she falls back asleep. You put
her down in her crib. You practically tiptoe out of the room, careful not to wake up the baby
that you just put to bed.

“Are you two ready to keep playing?” Satoru asks, after eating dinner. The twins already
bathed, with his supervision, and also brushed their teeth. It’s not a surprise to Satoru when
they shake their heads. It makes him chuckle.

“Ready to go to bed?” He asks, making the twins nod. He puts out his hands for them to take,
and they grab it. The three of them go upstairs to the bedroom, while you sit back on the
couch, tired even though you barely did any running. Satoru must be the one extremely tired.

You rest your eyes for a minute, thinking about what you’ll do to get payback for what your
dad did. Satoru will sleep in the room with you, and that’s final, if not, you’ll stay elsewhere.

The silence in the house makes every sound ten times louder. From downstairs you hear the
goofish voices that Satoru uses as he reads the twins a bedtime story. It makes you laugh, and
now you wonder if Satoru will be like this with his baby. You don’t doubt he will be like this
with his baby. He’s already proving that he’s going to be a great father. What you’re worried
about is yourself, and how great of a mother you’ll be.

You sigh in exhaustion, ready to go back to your home and go to bed. The parents will be
here at any time now, so you just have to patiently wait to leave.

The goofy voices that came from Satoru stop, and soon you hear footsteps. They get louder
and louder with each passing second, and you slightly turn to look at Satoru who walks down
the stairs. And he’s holding the baby.

“Look who woke up and decided to join us.” Satoru says with a smile on his face. You watch
the crying baby who puts her tiny hand in her mouth. You stand up and walk towards the
kitchen. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to make her a bottle.” You respond, and he clicks his tongue. “I’ll do it. Just hold
her.” Satoru tells you, handing you the baby. You take her into your arms and walk back to
the couch to sit down because you can’t stand for another minute. You don’t get why, you’re
just so tired.
 The baby girl starts slapping your chest, before grabbing the collar of your shirt. You just
stare at her, dumbfounded, “Aren’t you a smart girl?”

“What is she doing?” Satoru asks from the kitchen.

“Trying to pull down my shirt.” You answer, making him laugh. He comes back after a
couple of minutes with a bottle. He takes the baby from you and brings the bottle to her lips.
She quickly latches on.

“She’s so cute.” You comment, watching as Satoru feeds her. Satoru smiles down at the baby.
He can’t help but agree.

“You know, I’ve never thought of myself as a father before.” He confesses. “But this is nice. I
can just imagine our cute baby like this, then growing up to be like one of the twins.”

“Hopefully a bit more relaxed.” You joke, and he laughs.

“I don’t mind. I want to run after them and play with them for as long as I can.” He responds.

“Satoru, you’ll make a great father.”

“You think so?” His voice makes you think that he’s been worrying about this too much.

“I know so.”

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For the rest of the week, you ignore your father. Until he apologizes, you won’t speak to him.
And your father isn’t one that apologizes, no matter the circumstance. Neither of you speak
unless you have to. Satoru tries to amend things every single time he’s in a room with the two
of you, but nothing changes. Your mother also makes the same attempts as Satoru and fails.

Satoru has also been sleeping in your room against your father’s wishes. It’s come to the
point that he’s accepted it. He makes his remarks in the morning, but he doesn’t do anything
to stop it. He doesn’t wake up Satoru in the same rude manner he did the first morning.

After seeing how mad you were after babysitting, your father hasn’t done anything to
provoke you, but he won’t apologize. And you made it clear he’d hear nothing from you until
an ‘I’m sorry’ leaves his lips.

“Do you have everything packed up?” Satoru asks as he enters your room, finding you on the
edge of the bed. You told him you wanted to take some things back home with you. You’re
leaving first thing tomorrow morning because Satoru has to go back to work, he could only
get so many days off. He goes back tomorrow afternoon to work part of the day.

“I-” You look around the room. It doesn’t look like you need to take anything back home.
“Yeah. I think so.”

Satoru walks over to you, sitting down beside you on the bed. He sighs, running a hand
through his hair before speaking, “I want you to make up with your dad. I feel guilty for this
and I don’t want to think about this for the rest of my life.”

“You won’t.” You chuckle, looking at him. “You’re not at fault. Don’t feel guilty. He did this
to himself.”

“He just wants us to be prepared for when the baby comes.” Satoru begins, making your eyes
roll. It makes you irritated because Satoru should be siding with you. It makes you cross your
arms, turning your body away from him as you pout. Satoru doesn’t take it to heart, assuming
it’s just hormones. Which he isn’t wrong.

Satoru stands up and walks out of the room. He’s made himself somewhat comfortable in
your home. Your mother makes him feel welcome and as if he’s part of the family, your
father on the other hand… It’s not like Satoru really blames your father. If he has a daughter,
he might be the same exact way with her. Hell, even with a son. But he knows he’s having a
daughter.

He walks to the kitchen, and he finds your father there. He’s grabbing a snack from the
pantry, and Satoru debates walking back to your room to avoid any interaction with your
father. But your father notices the man, who is hard to go unseen. Your father clears his throat
before speaking, “Is everything packed up?”

“Almost.” Satoru answers. He walks into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Your father isn’t
really sure what to say now. He really hasn’t made the attempt to talk to Satoru, it’d be weird
to start now.

“What are you two going to do?” Your father speaks up, wanting to know your future plans.
He’s tried to ask you, but you always meet his question with silence. Satoru is the best person
to ask, considering he can’t just stay quiet. At least he won’t.

“We’re getting an apartment and moving in together for the baby. I don’t know from there.”
Satoru answers, and so many questions arise.

“Do you plan on getting married?” Your father asks, and Satoru is glad that the glass of water
is only in his hands and he has yet to drink because he most definitely would’ve spit the
water out. Satoru quickly tenses up and gets awkward, which your father is quick to notice.
“It doesn’t have to be soon, but maybe in the future? Do you see yourself marrying my
daughter?”

“No- I don’t know, sir.” Satoru answers. This certainly isn’t an answer your father was
expecting. Instead of saying what he has to say, your father bites his tongue and just walks
away from the kitchen. He needs to take a deep breath to gather his thoughts.

Satoru immediately knows that his response wasn’t the correct one.

After not hearing an apology, you go to bed without speaking to your father. And without
speaking to Satoru as well. But now you’re laying down next to him, laying on your back,
staring at the ceiling while he’s sleeping next to you. At least you think he’s sleeping.

There’s a lot on your mind, and you hate it. You don’t understand why you’re thinking of
your father when you’re clearly so mad at him. You sigh, turning to your side, and that’s
when he speaks up, “Why can’t you sleep?”

“I don’t know.” You answer, although you have an idea in mind. He turns so he’s facing your
back. He wraps his arm around your body and brings you closer to him. You don’t fight him
on it. You feel as he nuzzles the back of your neck.

“Is it your dad?” He asks what he already knows. He wants to hear what’s on your mind. You
refused to speak during dinner as well. To Satoru as well, you only spoke to your mom and
only communicated with the men if you needed something from the table.

“No…” You lie. He knows that you’re lying, but he knows it’s best if he doesn’t push the
subject further. So you both remain silent. You think about so many things at the same time,
until you finally speak up,
“You know, when I saw you so excited I got jealous. I still am.” You confess, and he hums,
wondering what you mean. You feel his stomach go down to your lower abdomen while you
gather your words. “I don’t know… I can’t bring myself to get so excited. Plus when I told
you, you were already so determined to take care of the baby.”

“We’re not going to have the same reaction. The pregnancy for me will obviously be very
different from you.” He responds. “You’re doing all the work, all I will be doing is standing
by your side.”

“Still,” You tell him while you turn to your other side to face him. “It’s more than the fact
that I’m carrying the baby. There’s so many things that I’m worried about that don’t bother
you, and I’m jealous of that.”

You bring your face up to his and kiss his lips, making him smile. “But I’m glad about it too.
Seeing you so happy has taken a lot of weight off my shoulders.”

“I don’t want to burst your bubble… But I’m terrified of being a father.” He shares. His lips
meet yours again before he speaks again, “I knew the right thing to do was support you no
matter your decision. But I’m scared shitless right now. I don’t know how to be a father.”

“Really?” You ask. “But when we babysat you were amazing. It seems like you’re a natural.”

“We just babysat for a couple hours though. That doesn’t even cover ten percent of it.” He
comments, and you feel his fingers play with the hem of your shirt. “We didn’t even change a
diaper. The baby was pretty calm… The twins weren’t, but we don’t have to worry about
twins.”

“Yeah… I guess….” You respond as you feel his fingertips touch your skin. It makes your
body burn. Yet his hands are distinctly cold. His hand goes to your breast and he squeezes it,
while your hands go to the waistband of his sweatpants, “But right now we shouldn’t worry
too much about-” he begins to play with your sensitive nipple, and it takes everything in you
not to moan. Your hand actually moves into his pants, and your hand wraps around his
length, “We should just worry about having all the things necessary for our baby.”

“Y-Yeah.” He can’t help but stutter while he feels you stroke his cock. Your lips land on his’,
your mouth swiping over his bottom lip before entering his mouth. His free hand goes down
your sleeping shorts, finding no underwear before his middle and index fingers run through
your folds. It makes him pull away from the kiss to just comment, “So wet already…”

“Please fuck me, ‘Toru.” You whisper, and he gets his fingers wet enough with your slick
before inserting them into your cunt. A low moan leaves your lips, your eyes shutting as you
feel his long thick fingers inside you. You forgot how great they felt the first time you slept
with him.

He moves them in and out of you slowly, while your lips land on his’ again. As much as he’d
love to hear your sweet moans, it’s best to be as quiet as possible considering your parents are
just a couple of doors down. Your hand works lazily on his cock, yet for him it's the best
feeling in the world. He wouldn’t trade this for anything else in the world.
“Fuck- Yeah- Just like that.” You bite his bottom lip before pulling away, muttering as he
curves his fingers just right. You’re hearing him whimper while he nears his release. He’s a
total mess, making you wonder when the last time he masturbated was. At least you know he
hasn’t done that here. Is this how sensitive he gets after one week?

“Ah- Ngh-” You feel his cum coat your hand, as he releases. He loses focus on his objective
while his fingers are still inside you, but quickly after his orgasm he remembers it. He moves
them at the same pace he started off now adding his thumb to massage your clit.

You take your hand out while your hips buck as he gives you pleasure. Your hand is coated
with his cum, and you bring it up to your lips and lick it up. He watches with the bit of
moonlight that enters the bedroom, and God, he could nearly come just by watching your
tongue lick off his cum.

“Satoru-” You moan, your voice no louder than a whisper. Your climax is building up, and he
feels as your thighs squeeze his hands. His lips land on yours to quiet you down, even a
whisper is enough to get you two caught. He gets a trace of his cum on your lips but the little
vibrations that your tongue sends to his mouth distract him.

He wants to praise you like a complete and utter fool while your cunt squeezes around his
fingers, but he has to hold back. The silence is the house makes the quietest whisper sound
like a yell, and considering the fact that he’s already sleeping in your room while he shouldn’t
be, the fact that he’s fingering you right here in your home, in your bed, something that your
father was clearly worried about, will make Satoru a dead man.

But how could he not please you like this? When you’re carrying his child inside of you 24/7,
and will be for the next couple of months. He has to help you out one way or another.

Satoru takes his fingers out when you come around his fingers. Your legs quiver as you reach
your high. He pulls away from the kiss and takes his slick-covered fingers into his mouth.
You move your head down and nuzzle yourself into his chest as you regulate your heavy
breaths.

For a moment the two of you just close your eyes in silence. Ready to go to bed, until a
thought begins to bug Satoru’s mind. And he knows it won’t leave him until he says it,

“For the record, I think you’re going to be an amazing mother.” He speaks up.

“Really?” You ask, your voice muffled by his chest.

“The twins were already scared of you. We can have a good cop bad cop dynamic with our
baby.”

“Yeah… I’d rather not.”

“Why not? That sounds fun.” He laughs, making you laugh with him. His laugh is just so
intoxicating.
 “Yeah, only if I get to play good cop.” You respond and he clicks his tongue. “What was that
reaction for? There’s no way I’m letting you be the fun parent.”

“Let’s be real. We both know I’m going to be the fun parent.” He claims. “Mostly because I
don’t see myself disciplining them.”

“How rude of you to put that responsibility on my shoulders.”

“Y’know something weird…” He begins and you hum in response. You hear the smile on his
face when he speaks, “I already love them so much. I’m attached.”

“It’s not weird, Satoru.” You reassure him, one hand hugging over his torso. Unlike him, you
can’t fully hug him. “I’m attached too.”

“You know they’re the size of a strawberry right now.”

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“I’m going to miss you so much, honey.” Your mother hugs you, careful not to hug the air out
of you. She kisses your cheek before letting go. “Please tell me everything. Keep me updated
about my grandbaby.”

“I will, mom.” You tell her. She waves at Satoru, who awkwardly waves back. You then look
at your father who just stands by the doorway. Neither of you won’t say anything first. So
you turn around and begin to walk to Satoru’s car. You hear your name which causes you to
stop.

“Oh, honey.” You turn around and your father’s arms are wrapped around you. He’s on the
edge of tears. You hug him back. “I’m sorry, honey. Please take care. I love you.”

“I love you too, dad.” You respond, unsure of how else to react to this sudden affection.
You’re almost about to cry too– But you’re emotional all the time nowadays. You doubt the
emotional will stop until after you have your baby.

“Keep me updated, okay? I want to know everything about my grandbaby.” He says, which
almost makes a tear slip out, but you manage to keep it in. “And if you need something, even
just a stupid craving, call me and I’ll get it for you.”

“Thank you, dad.” You reply, and he lets go. Your father waves at Satoru, who waves back.
You walk back to the car, a bit happier than before. Really much happier than before.

You get into the passenger seat with a smile on your face, and it’s contagious because it
makes Satoru smile as well.

You’re packing up stuff the 12th week of your pregnancy. Ecstatic to finally begin the second
trimester of your pregnancy. Hearing that your nausea will begin to settle is certainly
something to be excited about.

Tomorrow you’ll finally move into the apartment that Satoru is renting. A three-bedroom
apartment, which you consider is way out of your price range. It has an amazing view of the
city, which definitely raises questions as to what Satoru does.

“I told you to sit down and relax. I’ll pack everything up.” Satoru scolds you as he watches
you put away some clothes. You’re pregnant, not terminally ill. Any other time you would’ve
happily sat down and let him do everything, but you’re annoyed.

“Satoru-” You begin but he cuts you off. It’s like he can read your mind.
“You should just be relaxing.” He interrupts. Satoru is happier now more than ever with the
small bump that’s barely visible. “Nugget won’t like that you’re making them exercise so
early on.”

“Can we go out to eat?” You change the subject, hearing your stomach growl. “I’m craving
some pizza.”

“Pizza? Isn’t that what we had for dinner last night?” Satoru questions and you furrow your
eyebrows. How dare he question your craving? When he notices your face, he apologizes and
is quick to suggest, “Do you want to go out? It’s pretty cold. It’s snowing too.”

“I want to take a breath of fresh air.” You answer. You walk to the bedroom to grab your
purse, something bothering you in the back of your mind but you don’t know what. “I feel
like I’m forgetting something.”

“Like what?” He asks. He knows what you’re forgetting, but it’s not a big deal so he won’t
tell you.

“I don’t know… Today is December 7th… Kaya’s birthday isn’t this month. My parents’
birthday isn’t either…” You begin to think out loud as you walk back to Satoru. Satoru holds
back a laugh, watching you get worked up over nothing. And he loves knowing that the
reason you’re getting worked up is because of him. Even though you don’t consciously know
it.

“It’s probably nothing important.” Satoru says, which immediately reminds you what it is.
You walk over to him and wrap your arms around him, and he’s quick to hug you back.

“Happy birthday, ‘Toru.” You murmur, and he smiles. He’s about to thank you, but you speak
before him, “What do you want to eat? It doesn’t have to be pizza.”

“It’s okay. My baby is craving pizza and I’ll get that for her.” He responds and you pull away.
You stick out your bottom lip a bit before speaking,

“I told you it’s a he.” You say, and he chuckles. He brings his face down and pecks your lips.
After leaving your parents’ home, Satoru has gotten extremely affectionate with you. You’re
just as affectionate. You’re practically dating now. Both of you are happy with each other, or
at least with the fact that you’re having a baby with each other.

“I wasn’t talking about that one.” He tells you, and you furrow your eyebrows in confusion.
Until you get it and roll your eyes, holding back a smirk at the same time. “But let’s get you
pizza. It sounds good.”

“Are you sure? It is your birthday and I want to make sure you eat well.” You ask and he
nods with a smile on his face. Sure, maybe pizza doesn’t sound ideal, but you and his baby
want pizza so he’ll budge in.

“As long as we get cupcakes later.” He responds.

“A carrot cupcake does sound good.” You comment as you put on your coat.
“Carrot cupcake? I thought it was yucky?” Satoru replies, and it’s evident in his voice that
he’s trying not to laugh.

“Shut up or I won’t give you a birthday present.”

“I’m stuffed.” You share, putting your hand over your belly, barely being able to walk. You’re
walking to Satoru’s car, which seems like a mile away. “Can’t you just pick me up here.”

“C’mon, walking is good for you.” Satoru says as if it’s something that you don’t know. You
finally get to the car, and he opens the passenger door for you. You get into the car, and you
pull out your phone. It’s still so early, and you don’t want Satoru to remember his first
birthday with you as a boring day that he spent packing everything up.

“Let’s go somewhere else.” You tell him when he gets in the car and he raises his eyebrow.
He tilts his head as he looks at you.

“Where?” He questions, and you shrug. You don’t have a place in mind. Nowhere at all. “It’s
really cold out, it’s best if we stay in. Plus we’re moving tomorrow.”

“Let’s do something else, Toru. It’s your birthday.” You remind him, but that doesn’t change
anything for him. It’s just another normal day for him. The fact that 21 years ago today he
was born, doesn’t really change anything. But it seems to change things up for you.

His birthday has always been a big deal for everyone else, and he’s never understood it.
Maybe when his baby is born he’ll understand the significance of birthdays, but not now. “It’s
fine. We can just stay in.”

“Oh c’mon! Staying in and packing up all that shit just sounds tedious." You continue, and he
just ends up chuckling. Arguing is a losing bet. He ends up agreeing that you two should do
something else. “How about we- I have no idea.”

“Are you down for dessert?” He asks, and you shake your head.

“After dinner! I’m so full right now.” You answer, and now you both hum as you think about
what to do.

“Maybe you can give me my birthday present.” He suggests but you shake your head. Satoru
purses his lips together. “How about we- We- Um- I’ve got nothing.”

“How about we-”

“Can we just go home? Please. I’m really cold out here. We can just watch a movie or
something.” He suggests, and you end up nodding. For some reason your eyes tear up.
Maybe his voice is too harsh, or the way he worded things was too mean. Or the fact that
you’re trying to do something for his birthday and neither of you can think of anything– Point
is, you’re sensitive and about to cry. He sees your teary eyes and is quick to apologize, “Oh,
I- I didn’t mean it. We can do whatever you want.”
“No- No, it’s fine.” You sniffle, trying your best to not begin bawling your eyes out. You’ve
never been so sensitive in your life before.

“We can go-” He begins but you cut him off.

“Let’s watch the movie. I’m sorry.” You begin to turn away so he doesn’t see the tears that
are streaming down your face.

“Don’t apologize, let’s just-” He tries to comfort you, but you’re not listening. You’re crying
and sniffling.

“Let’s go home, Satoru!” You raise your voice, and he starts the car. He begins to drive back
to your apartment.

After calming down, you both watch a movie that Satoru was interested in watching. One
that nearly made you fall asleep. Although you both were cuddling in bed, and Satoru’s
warmth was nearly enough to make you fall asleep, the movie isn’t the only factor that makes
you fall asleep. While you’re almost falling asleep, Satoru caresses your back, his eyes
focused on the TV.

His phone rings, and he’s quick to pick it up without checking the number. His eyes roll when
he hears the annoying little voice, “What do you want, Megumi?”

Satoru’s voice certainly wakes you up. The voice doesn’t match the background noise, so it
makes you conscious again. You shut your eyes though, hearing he’s on a phone call.
“Megumi, I gave you and Tsumiki enough money for the month. Leave me alone.”

Questions arise as you hear Megumi and Tsumiki. Who could they possibly be? Just the
thought of who they are makes you nauseous. “Look, I can’t right now. I’m on a mission.
Yeah yeah yeah. Brat.”

“Oh- I can’t hear you- You’re breaking up-” Satoru begins until he finally hangs up the
phone. He focuses back on the movie again, until you raise your head and look at him. He
smiles when he sees you, “Oh, you’re awake. Do you want me to change the movie?”

“No, it’s fine.” You answer. You sit up, trying to stop yourself from puking. You begin to take
deep breaths. You hadn’t noticed how dark it got outside. It’s late. “God, I don’t think I’ll be
able to give you your birthday gift.”

“Huh? Which was?” He asks, completely clueless.

“Guess.” You reply, but he shakes his head in response. Completely clueless. “Since I had
forgotten to give you an actual gift, I was going to give you head.”

“Head…? Oh- Oh! No, don’t worry about it.” He says. He pats down the pillow next to him.
He sure has gotten comfortable considering he’s only slept over one night. “I didn’t remind
you about my birthday because I didn’t think it was necessary. I really don’t care for gifts.”
 “I don’t know- I still could’ve done something for you.” You tell him as you lay back down.
You’re so tired, ready to actually fall asleep. A yawn escapes your mouth before asking, “You
still want to get cupcakes?”

“Maybe you can do it when you feel better.” Satoru suggests. He does love the idea of getting
a blowjob from you, but he definitely won’t force you. Especially when you’re not feeling
well. “Please rest.”

“I’m sorry your birthday was boring.” You comment, and he chuckles. He wouldn’t call it
boring per say. More eventful than anything he’s done in the past years. “Our baby is gonna
have an old fart as his dad.”

“Old fart?” He laughs. It completely slipped his mind that his next birthday he’ll have a little
buddy to celebrate it with. A little family with you included, of course. That’s nice.

Maybe you found the day boring, but his birthday was perfect. He couldn’t think of a more
perfect way of spending his birthday than with the woman who’s making him a father.

“Did you know the baby is the size of a lemon?” He asks, and it makes the faintest smile
appear on your lips. He tells you the size of the baby weekly.

“That’s nice to know, Toru.” You respond. The noise of the movie is, once again, the only
audible sound in the room.

Your mind begins to drift, however, you keep thinking of one thing. Two people. Tsumiki and
Megumi.

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Kaya and Satoru move boxes into the new apartment while you’re ordered to sit in the corner
of the room, not allowed to move a finger. You sit uncomfortably on the new white couch
that Satoru insisted on buying. He completely ignored the fact that soon enough you’ll be
having a baby in the house.

You’re falling asleep on the couch because the previous night you barely got any sleep. You
were thinking of the worst. And you still are. But you can’t possibly bring yourself to ask
Satoru about it. You have to calmly ask him who Tsumiki and Megumi are, and not burst into
tears while asking. The thought that the father of your baby might have another family that he
doesn’t care for breaks your heart though.

You’re jumping to conclusions. Your brain looks for a million possible explanations as to
who they are and what they want. But many of them don’t seem possible. Only one that
seems possible is your baby daddy having another family.

“Bed is set up, babes. You can go take a nap there.” Kaya tells you when she walks out of the
bedroom, ready to grab another box and unpack. You get up from the couch and walk to your
new bedroom. It’s all over the place, but that’s not something you notice when you lay down
on the bed. Maybe you’ll actually be able to sleep if you’re in an actual bed.

You shut your eyes, hoping that within seconds you’ll be able to fall into deep slumber.
However, minutes go by and you’re still awake. You’re so tired yet your thoughts won’t let
you fall asleep. It’s horrible.

You feel a warmth cloth over your body, and you open your eyes a bit to look at the blanket
that’s thrown over you. You catch a glimpse of his white hair as he walks out of your room. A
tiny smile appears on your lips, for a moment the thoughts and worries fade.

“Hey.” You walk into the living room after sleeping for almost eight hours. That’ll certainly
mess up your sleep schedule. It’s dark outside, and you’re hungry, practically starving. But
luckily enough Satoru is in the kitchen, putting some food together.

“Hey. How was your nap?” He asks but then he chuckles and corrects himself. “Not sure if it
counts like a nap anymore.”

“It was great. I know I’m going to sleep like a baby again.” You respond. You’re certainly not
tired now but after dinner and a warm bath you’ll be back to being tired. You look around the
apartment and see that pretty much everything is organized and in its place. You’ll have to
text Kaya later to thank her.
“I made some curry. Made it mild since I don’t know your spice tolerance.” He informs you
as he grabs a plate to serve the food. You walk to the dinner table and take a seat, and not a
minute later the food is in front of you. At least you can say that Satoru treats you well even
though you don’t fully trust him.

“This looks good.” You comment as you look at the plate in front of you. He hums in
response, after all he did cook it and he won’t bash his cooking skills. He passes you a pair of
eating utensils and you begin to eat, not caring to wait for him since you’re so hungry.

“Did you have a rough night last night?” Satoru asks as he fixes himself a plate. It just
doesn’t seem logical that the majority of your day was spent sleeping. Or perhaps it’s the
pregnancy– The man just lacks information about it all. “Was nugget giving you a rough
time? You’re almost in the second trimester which means that morning sickness should start
to die down.”

“Well I’m still in the first trimester, and sometimes the morning sickness doesn’t die down.
And no, I wasn’t sick or anything, I just couldn’t sleep.” You answer before stuffing your
mouth with food. You’re so hungry and don’t want to waste your time talking to Satoru. He
takes a seat across from you at the table. It’s weird to think that this will be the arrangement
for almost every meal since Satoru’s room is right across from yours.

You’ve moved in together, which feels strange. Especially since there’s something that Satoru
is clearly hiding. Actually, there’s so much about each other that you don’t know about.
Maybe these things should be known about each other before you moved in together, but
you’re already having a baby with each other. You have little time to get to know each other
and also get accustomed to living with each other.

“Why couldn’t you sleep?” Satoru eventually asks and you sigh. You shake your head and
stand up to grab a glass of water. Satoru wonders as he watches you that if your issues
sleeping have to do with him. Although he tries not to think so because the week that he
spent sleeping next to you at your parents’ house, you slept fine. “Was I snoring or
something?”

“You were fine.” You respond. You don’t tell him anything else on why you had an awful
night last night. It is because of Satoru but you can’t bring yourself to tell him that. You feel
bad for doubting him but at the same time you can’t just bring yourself to trust him.

“Are you sure?” Satoru doesn’t understand why he feels insecure while around you. Maybe
it’s because you’re about to be the mother of his child. For the first time in his life he’ll do
something he’s not immediately perfect at, and you’ll be right there every step of the way.
You’ll watch him mess up and make an endless amount of mistakes which is why he feels
insecure.

“Satoru…” You begin after you gulp half of your glass of water. He doesn’t like the tone that
you say his name in, so he turns his head to look at you and patiently waits for you to say
something. You sigh before you look at him, “Who are Megumi and Tsumiki?”

“How do you- What do you mean?” He asks. He blinks slowly, trying to figure out how you
found out– But then he remembers last night. Tears well up in your eyes and he stands up,
going to your comfort. “Please don’t cry.”

“Do you have another family, Satoru?” You ask, trying your best to hold back tears. You’re
especially sentimental because of your pregnancy. The fact that the father of your child might
have another family isn’t a very light subject to deal with either way.

“What– No!” He’s quick to respond. The question that leaves his lips next is baffling, “Don’t
you trust me? I would never–”

“Satoru, as much as I hate to say this, I don’t really have the basis to trust you. We’re
strangers.” You answer, and he wants to agree but he finds himself upset at your words.
“How can I trust you? I don’t even know your parents. How am I going to know that you
don’t have another family?”

“I thought that at this point you’d trust me a bit.” He begins and you don’t understand the
reaction. He raises his voice a bit and you don’t understand why. It’s causing the tears to pool
more and more in your eyes. “I mean, we’re living together now. I get that just because we
had sex together and we’re having a baby, you won’t immediately trust me– And even then
you had to trust me the slightest bit before spreading your legs.”

“I’m sorry?” You reply, a tear finally escaping your eye. You understand he’s tired and maybe
this wasn’t the best time to ask him if he has another family, but you feel that the reaction is
unwarranted if he’s not hiding anything. Satoru sighs and is about to mutter an apology
before you speak again, “The answer is a simple yes or no, Satoru. The moment you said no I
would’ve apologized and assumed that Megumi and Tsumiki are your siblings. You didn’t
have to say all that.”

“You were the one that said we were strangers.” He points out and you inhale.

“After you brought up trust.” You respond. You sigh and begin to walk away from the
kitchen, your appetite completely dying down. “You say you don’t have another family, and I
really want to trust you. But I can't right now. Not after your reaction.”

“Are you hearing yourself?!” He raises his voice. “You accuse me of something atrocious and
you expect me to just-”

“Shut up!” You yell through tears. “You’re so mean! It’s completely reasonable to ask.”

“Oh, so you would take it well if I asked you if the baby you’re carrying is even mine?!” He
questions and you have to take a deep breath so you don’t begin to sob. You’re frustrated yet
so sad. You weren’t expecting Satoru to react like this.

“Satoru, this is very different. Plus you know it’s yours because you were the one who came
to me! You got the information from Kaya and you came to me! I was set on having an
abortion but you wanted to talk to me because you knew the baby was yours so you can’t say
that bullshit!” You yell. Satoru bites his tongue and you still have so much on your chest to
say, “Plus you know so much about me and I don’t know shit about you! I’m allowed to
question if you have another family after you tell some girl named Megumi that you gave her
and Tsumiki enough money for the month!”
 “Why the hell do you care so much about it?!” He asks as if it isn’t obvious.

“Well Satoru for once, we’re living together. Another one is the fact that you might leave me
and my baby like how you did with your other family, after you promised you’d be with me
every step of the way!” You say, and you take a deep breath after getting it out of your chest.
You don’t care to wait for a response from Satoru. You begin to walk away to your room, and
Satoru doesn’t dare to say anything.

He begins to clean up the dishes that are on the table. He’s certainly annoyed, and although
you made some great points, the lack of trust is something that deeply hurts him. Especially
since you’re the mother of his child. It’s ridiculous that he’s mad because a woman that
barely knows him doesn’t fully trust him.

But then again the whole argument is dumb because you are living together as of today.

Maybe he should clarify who Megumi and Tsumiki are, but it’s not like you’ll believe him.
He’s so annoyed when he’s cleaning up your half-eaten plate. Some part of him wants to go
back to your room and beg you to eat some more because you’re carrying his baby and he
wants that baby to be healthy. But at the same time he’s too annoyed with you to even look at
your face.

It’s his fault for taking the call while laying down next to you. He isn’t going to blame you
for eavesdropping. Eventually you’d find out about Megumi and Tsumiki, but he didn’t want
it to be so early on. You’re not even in your second trimester and the secret he was trying so
hard to hide is out. Once again, it was his fault for taking the call while thinking you were
asleep.

He puts the dishes down in the sink, and runs the faucet to let some water fall on them. He
turns off the faucet and walks away to let the dishes soak. He walks to the empty bedroom
and turns on the light to look at it for a second.

It’s just absurd that you’d think that he has a second family when he’s freaking out about this
whole baby thing. He’s terrified of being responsible for a human being, yet here you are–

Just as he’s looking at the empty room that will soon enough be turned into a nursery, he
hears sobs from your room and he walks to your door. Maybe he was a bit too harsh. You
have the right to be suspicious.

He wants to knock on your door and apologize, but he ends up walking away and going to his
own room.

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The next morning is rather awkward. You don’t want to talk to Satoru and he doesn’t know
how to talk to you. You’re going to have to talk eventually since you do live together, and the
fact that you had an argument doesn’t make you any less pregnant. You’ll have to resolve this
issue even though you’re not too trusting of him.

“Good morning.” He finally speaks up after an awkward ten minutes of silence. You want to
tell him something, but words won’t roll off your tongue. You’re set on the silent treatment
although you should communicate. Any type of communication right now would result in
you crying your heart out. You don’t want to cry, but for some reason you can’t control when
the tears come or stop. “How’d you sleep?”

You don’t say anything. Instead you finish doing what you’re doing in the kitchen, and you
walk back to your room. Satoru takes a deep breath. He knows he fucked up last night. He
overreacted. He thinks you’re overreacting, but sharing his thoughts on that sure won’t end
well.

“I’m going to make some pancakes, do you want some?!” He yells, in an attempt to at least
hear your voice. He wants to know you didn’t go mute. He doesn’t have enough time to learn
sign language nowadays. As to be expected, you’re quiet. He begins to make the pancakes,
and decides he’ll make some for you– No, for his baby. Just in case you walk out and his
baby wants some pancakes.

He smiles as he thinks of his baby. Satoru never really thought he’d be a father. He never
really thought of having a serious relationship, let alone a baby; although, his relationship
with you isn’t serious. He’s always viewed life to have a natural order. Before having a baby
you get married. He had forgotten how unexpected and random life is, especially when
you’re careless like he was the night he met you.

But even though this is so unexpected, it’s clear he doesn’t regret it. In addition this will take
so much weight off his shoulders. He won’t be pressured into an arranged marriage for the
sole purpose to create an heir to pass on his cursed techniques to future generations. It’s the
reason he initially decided to stick around. If it weren’t for that, he wouldn’t have been so
insistent on keeping the baby– In fact he probably wouldn’t have come around. His feelings
have clearly changed though. There’s genuine excitement when he thinks about his baby.

You finally walk out when he begins to cook the pancakes, and he holds back a smirk. He
knew you’d come around. You’re wearing a black button up shirt and black pants, and he
raises an eyebrow. You’re walking towards the door and not the kitchen to ask him for a
plate.

“What are you doing?” He asks. You’re quiet as you grab a pair of shoes and begin to put
them on. You’re certainly not going shopping or somewhere fun because this isn’t one of
your usual outfits. He repeats the question.

“I’m going to work.” You answer. He takes the pan off the burner and walks over towards
you.

“I thought we agreed that you would stop working.” Satoru says and you come to a stop. You
furrow your eyebrows.

“We agreed on no such thing.” You respond. You continue putting your shoes on. “Plus, just
in case, it’s the smartest thing for me to have my own income, don’t you think?”

“What are you trying to say?” He questions, and you shrug in response. He’s never received
this type of attitude from you. He has yet to learn so much from you, yet he’ll blame it on
your pregnancy.

“You do have another family… You never know when you decide it’s time to leave and start
yet another. I want to make sure I have enough to support my baby on my own.” You answer
and he takes a deep breath. He has to be patient. That’s all he thinks about.

“I don’t have another family.” He responds, and you chuckle in response. You’re not taking
him seriously at all. “I’ll explain everything to you, just don’t go to work, okay? I don’t want
you to work while you’re pregnant.”

“I’m pregnant. Not sick. I won’t die.” You tell him as you grab your coat. “I’ll love hearing
an explanation. Whatever excuse you come up with.”

“I don’t want you working while you’re pregnant with my baby.” He repeats. You end up
rolling your eyes as you open the front door of the apartment. You begin to walk away but
you feel his grasp on your bicep. He’s too strong for you to fight him, you can only glare at
him.

“Let go of me, Satoru. I’m going to work.” He reaches for his wallet and opens it. He lets go
of your bicep to take out the money in the wallet. He begins to count it. Every single bill.
When he’s done he says, “200,000 yen.”

He tries to give it to you, and you stare at it for a second before looking at him. You look at
his blue eyes, trying to decipher what the hell is running through his mind. You look at the
absurd amount of bills, and it makes sense why his wallet is so big. “That’s yours. All the tips
you would receive at work. But we both know you’d make that in at the very least two
weeks.”

“What are you trying to insinuate?” You question.

“Don’t start another petty fight.” He sighs. He begins to take out all the cards in his wallet as
well and stacks them on top of the bills. “Look. This is all for my baby. I’m giving you all of
my money, hell, even my driver’s license. Just don’t fucking go to work.”

“Okay. I won’t go to work.” You end up giving in. You take all the money from his hands and
begin to count the bills. Once you count a decent amount, you try to give the rest to Satoru,
who refuses to take it. You walk to the dinner table and drop it on there. “Since I’m quitting
because I don’t like the job, let’s make that clear. I’ll be using your money.”

Satoru follows behind you, and he decides to nod in response. At this point he knows better
than to contradict you. You begin to walk towards the door again and he asks, “Where are
you going?”

“I’m going to go clothes shopping for my baby.” You tell him, and he squints his eyes. He
doesn’t know if it’s true. Perhaps you’ll go to work. But at this point if you decide to go to
work, he can’t do anything. He won’t physically restrain you.

Satoru gets the greatest idea. To follow the mother of his child to make sure she doesn’t go to
work. And if she goes to her work place, he’ll make sure to get her fired. So he follows you
around, and you actually do what you said you would. You walk into a baby store and he
follows discreetly. He wears shades and a cap, hoping that it’s enough to disguise him. You
sure don’t seem attentive to your surroundings, something he should talk to you about.

You’re looking at different clothes, gushing at almost every article of clothing you see. Satoru
would judge you if he wasn’t the same exact way. There’s just the cutest clothes and he hates
to admit that he envisions his baby in the majority of them. A mini Satoru wearing a bear
onesie… That’s just too cute. He thought only women got baby fever, but he stands corrected.

He’s about to buy every single item from the store, but unfortunately you walk out of the
store before he can pick out what he wants to buy. He follows behind you. He follows you
through every store, and you don’t buy anything. Nothing really seems to convince you
enough, unlike Satoru who is nearly about to buy everything.

He watches as you come to a stop in front of a boutique. You’re staring at the display, and he
looks at it as well. You’re both staring at a wedding dress, and he can’t help but feel bad for
you. He isn’t a fortune teller but he doubts that you’ll ever wear a dress like that to marry the
love of your life. He sure knows that you won’t be wearing that to get married to him at the
very least.

“Satoru…?” A familiar irritating voice rings through his ears. He turns around to see Leiko,
and he rolls his eyes. He isn’t sure if he’s glad for his shades. She smiles as she looks at him,
“It’s so nice to see you here. Are you doing some shopping?”

“Yeah for my baby.” Satoru is quick to say, hoping that it’ll be enough to make her go away.
So she’ll finally take a hint. It does shock her, that he can tell by the face she makes.

“I didn’t know you had a baby.” She says and Satoru shakes his head.

“I don’t have one yet. But soon enough my baby will be born.” He keeps sharing. He doubts
he’ll be spending too much time with Daisuke and his friends, but hopefully after this, Leiko
will leave him alone. If they ever come across each other again, she won’t bother to even
greet him. He isn’t antisocial but he can’t just stand her.
“Oh…” She responds, unsure of what to say. How does one respond to that? “Are you with
the baby’s mother?”

“I–” He begins. He isn’t. In fact you’re in a quarrel because you think he has another family.
But a little white lie hasn’t hurt anyone. In fact, this will benefit him, “I am with her.”

“Uhm-” Leiko awkwardly laughs. So much runs through her mind yet she doesn’t know how
to respond. “If you ever get bored of her, then you can call-”

“Baby, what are you doing here?” You ask, your arms wrapping around his bicep. He really
wishes he could say that he didn’t see this coming, but he did. He could see it. And he smiles
at you while you take the cap off his head. “I thought you’d let me do my shopping alone.”

“You’re pregnant?” Leiko questions, squinting her eyes. She looks you up and down before a
smirk comes on her face. “Of course you are.”

“Yeah, she’s the beautiful woman that’s carrying my baby.” Satoru confirms. Although Leiko
doesn’t look bitter about it, on the contrary. She keeps a smirk on her face. She ends up
saying goodbye and waving before walking away, really not having much to say. At least not
to you.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Your tone quickly changes when you’re alone. You let
go of him and cross your arms. “Can’t I be alone anymore? I’m just trying to do some
shopping. Go bother your other family.”

“Here you go again.” He laughs. He truly can’t believe this is happening. “You want to keep
talking about it with no fucking proof whatsoever.”

“I brought it up to you and you certainly had a very bad reaction.” You begin but you take a
deep breath. You put your index finger up and shut your eyes before speaking, “Let’s not do
this in the middle of the mall.”

After your awkward mall trip, you sit on your new couch and watch whatever’s on TV.
Which happens to be a kid’s show. And you also happen to hold back tears as you watch it.
It’s almost embarrassing, really, but thankfully Satoru isn’t home.

You end up startled when your phone rings. You debate on if you want to answer when you
see Kaya’s name displayed on the screen because she knows you don’t answer the phone
unless you receive a text message beforehand. But you still pick up the phone.

“Hello.” You answer.

“Hi, babe. I’m calling to ask if you want to go to the mall tomorrow.” Kaya says. You think
about it for a second before humming in response.

“Satoru gave me some money, might as well go shopping.” You respond and you hear her
laugh.
 “Baby daddy coming in with the big bucks.” She comments which makes you roll your eyes.

“The least he can do after knocking me up.” You reply. She laughs again and you continue
your conversation. You hear as the door opens, and you don’t care to hang up the phone until
you watch two children come in along with Satoru. “K-Kaya, I have to go.”

“Say hello, Megumi and Tsumiki.” Satoru says as he walks behind the children. You look at
them, confused. So these are Megumi and Tsumiki. They sure don’t look like Satoru, but that
still doesn’t mean anything.

“Hi.” They respond in unison. One of them is more energetic than the other. You stand up to
greet them. You smile at both of them and put on a sweet tone of voice for them. After all,
they might be your unborn child’s siblings.

“Are you two my kids?” Satoru questions and they both shake their heads. One of them even
looks offended by the question.

“No. Our parents left us.” The girl answers, and that answer breaks your heart. You can start
to cry. Also the fact that the kid’s show plays in the background is embarrassing enough to
make you cry as well.

“I’ve been taking care of them. They’re not my kids. I don’t have another family.” Satoru
says. You look at the children and the tears well up in your eyes. You then look at Satoru.

You walk over to him and wrap your arms around him. It’s an awkward interaction for the
first few moments until he decides to hug you back. You assumed so many bad things about
him when in reality he was being an amazing human being. The interaction lasts for a minute
before you pull away and look at the children,

“What do you two want for dinner?”

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After everything is cleared up, you make up with Satoru and slowly rebuild your relationship
with him. You also begin to invite Megumi and Tsumiki over for dinner. You feel as if you’re
a small family, especially since the kids are so sweet to you.

You’re twenty weeks along and there’s a visible bump, and for some reason Satoru smiles
like a fool when he sees you. He tries to hide it, but sometimes you see it. It certainly makes
you feel better about yourself, so you don’t understand why he tries to hide it. Your body is
changing, it doesn’t feel like your own anymore. You’re starting to feel insecure even though
you’re growing a new life inside of you.

Being in your second trimester is wonderful– Not wonderful exactly since you are pregnant,
but wonderful because your morning sickness has died down. You are starting to get more
cravings, especially in the middle of the night. That’s when you wake up Satoru and he goes
out of the apartment because he will do anything for his baby. It’s so clear he loves that baby
more than anything.

“Hey, Daisuke… What’s up?” Satoru puts the phone up to his ear. He had completely
forgotten about Daisuke the last couple of weeks. He hadn’t even told his friend the great
news that he is, in fact, going to become a father. “I’m going to pick up some food.”

Satoru listens to what Daisuke has to say, not really caring until Daisuke asks, “Why are you
out so late to get food?”

“I never told you, did I?” Satoru begins, walking to the restaurant you wanted food from.
“I’m becoming a father, and the– mother of my child has a craving.”

“What– I’m– Congrats!” Daisuke ends up saying. So the rumors that Leiko was spreading
were true. Satoru is expecting, and you are as well. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I thought you had figured it out.” Satoru says before he gets to the entrance of the restaurant.
“I have to go. Talk to you soon, bye.”

Satoru has never really cared for friendships. At least not ones with non-sorcerers. He had
one real friendship, and that’s gone. Daisuke is just… Someone he occasionally hangs out
with. He doesn’t really consider himself to be close enough to Daisuke to go out of his way
and share that he's having a baby.

Maybe he should go talk to Daisuke soon, but he has to talk to you about it first. Satoru really
doesn’t like going out without you anymore, mainly because he feels as if he has to keep an
eye on you almost at all times. You can’t even see curses, how does he know you’ll be safe?
He wants the best for his baby, so he has to make sure you’re feeling your best. Which is why
he picks up food for you so late at night.

“Satoru… Wake up.” You tap Satoru’s shoulder, trying to get him to wake up. He’s been
working like crazy the past week, and after getting you food really late last night, he passed
out on the bed. Apparently he has today off, but you have an appointment and Satoru swears
he wants to be present at every appointment. “Satoru, I can’t be late…”

“What?” He groans, about to turn to the other side to be able to sleep more, the bit of sun that
enters the room is hitting him and it’s annoying him. He wonders what the hell you need
since it’s so early in the morning.

“My appointment is today.” You tell him, which makes him open his eyes. He rushes out of
the bed. That was all he needed to hear. Excitement rushes through his body thinking about
the fact that he’ll be seeing his baby who’s the size of a banana.

You walk out of his bedroom to let him get ready in peace. You go to the living room and
take a seat on the couch, pulling out your phone to talk to your best friend. She’s in a lecture
but she’s texting you to kill time. She really couldn’t care less about what is being said.

You take your classes in the afternoon now, allowing you to do all baby related stuff in the
morning. Whether it’d be shopping or appointments. After five minutes of texting with Kaya,
Satoru walks out of the bedroom and grabs his keys from the counter,

“I’m ready.” He announces and you stand up from the couch.

“Aren’t you going to eat anything?” You ask him as you walk over to him. He shakes his
head. When you’re close enough, he wraps his arms around you and kisses your forehead.

“How’d you sleep? I hope my baby didn’t cause too much trouble.” He caresses your back
and you smile at him. One hand goes to your bump.

“I slept fine.” You respond. You end up pulling away because you can’t waste any more time.
You can’t be late to the appointment. You go look for your coat, and Satoru stands in the
same spot, waiting for you. You come back with your coat, and a smile on your face. “Let’s
go.”

You wait for the technician with Satoru, both of you impatient to get the appointment
officially started. Neither of you speak. You wonder when the technician will get here, and
that’s the only thing you focus on. Satoru is about to say something, to fill in the silence, but
that’s when the door opens, and your appointment officially begins.

Satoru watches everything intently. You, lifting up your shirt and having that clear liquid
squeezed onto your lower stomach, that you were warned it was going to be cold. His eyes
stick to the monitor, waiting to see his baby appear on the screen. It feels like an eternity
while you two wait.

Until he finally sees his baby on the monitor that’s beside the bed. Satoru holds on to your
hand. He feels his heart beat so fast. The technician points at the monitor, pointing out the
baby’s head, its nose, its lips. You look at Satoru for a moment, and he’s on the verge of tears
watching this. He took off the sunglasses that are usually on his face. It’s so clear how excited
he is over this.

“Do you want to know the sex, today?” The technician asks.

“Ye-” Satoru begins but your voice is much louder and firmer than his.

“No. We want to keep it a surprise.” You answer. Which is definitely something you never
agreed to. Satoru can’t keep a secret though so he has no option but to remain clueless about
the gender of the baby or else he’ll spoil it for you. You’re lucky Satoru can’t figure out the
gender just by looking at the sonogram.

“A surprise… Right.” He chuckles. His mind quickly stops thinking about the gender of the
baby when the technician points out the baby’s feet. Satoru is almost astonished at the fact
that his baby has feet. “Does the baby have toes and fingers?”

“They do. Because of the position they’re in it’s not very visible, but they do.” The technician
responds. She points it out when the baby finally moves, and Satoru can’t help but smile. He
just wants to take his phone out and begin to take pictures, as if he doesn’t know that he gets
these printed out afterwards.

“They’re so cute.” Satoru comments as if the ultrasound is cute. But he’s just so excited he
doesn’t know what to say. He looks at you and smiles, and you smile back at him. You’re
only halfway through with the pregnancy, he’s not patient enough for the baby to get here.

“Megumi, will you please eat your veggies?” You ask the boy who plays with his food.
You’re almost all finished with the food in front of you, except Megumi. After your
appointment you forced Satoru to call them and invite them over for dinner. Satoru picked
them up, and now they’re here. You might force Satoru to give up his room so they can sleep
over.

“They’re gross.” Megumi comments, and Satoru seems offended by the comment.

“I cooked them.” Satoru shares, making Megumi glare at the man.

“Yeah, maybe that’s why they’re so gross.” Megumi comments, and Satoru rolls his eyes.
You and Tsumiki eat your food quietly, not wanting to get into their bickering. They’re like
siblings, it’s hilarious.

“Do you want more, Tsumiki? Or are you ready for dessert?” You ask, not caring to interrupt
the bickering between Satoru and Megumi. You wonder who would win out of the two. The
eight year old or the twenty year old. So far Megumi is winning.

“Maybe if you learned how to cook, I would eat my veggies.” Megumi sticks his tongue out
and Satoru is about to say something but he stops himself when you stand up and pick up
your plate and Tsumiki’s.

“Look, don’t tell her because she’s pregnant and will get upset but… She cooked the
veggies.” Satoru whispers, pointing at you. Megumi doesn’t buy it for a second.

“Your baby is going to have a lying dad.” Megumi responds and Satoru raises a brow.

“Don’t bring him into this, and you know what? That’s hilarious coming from you.” Satoru
replies, his eyes widening when he realizes he let it slip. He might’ve gone back and asked
the technician the gender of the baby.

“Him? Is it a boy?” Tsumiki asks and Satoru shushes her.

“It’s a secret. Don’t.” Satoru tells the children. Tsumiki nods in response, and Megumi rolls
his eyes.

“Do you two want ice cream as well?” You ask, walking back to the table to give Tsumiki her
ice cream. Satoru hums in response, and Megumi does as well. “First you have to finish your
veggies, Megumi. And Satoru, you're a grown man that isn’t pregnant, go get it.”

“Why did you ask then?” Satoru can’t help but groan when he stands up from his seat. You
chuckle as you take a seat once again. Megumi sighs, knowing he has to struggle to finish his
food. It’s so gross. Next time he’ll rather stay home.

“I promise next time I’ll cook.” You put your hand on Megumi’s shoulder when you notice
his face. The food isn’t that bad, it’s just the vegetables that aren’t as great. Satoru walks back
with his ice cream, and a bowl for Megumi as well.

“When am I going to meet your parents?” You bring up out of the blue. He’s met your
parents, you’re pregnant with his baby, you don’t know what else he’s waiting for. There’s no
time left to waste. Maybe it isn’t the best time to ask since there’s kids right there. But they
aren’t focusing since there’s ice cream in front of them. Megumi has put his plate to the side
and focused on the ice cream Satoru brought.

“Do you want to meet them?” Satoru asks, bringing a spoonful of ice cream up to his lips.
You furrow your eyebrows, confused as to why he would ask such an absurd question.

“Well… They’re going to be the baby’s other grandparents, aren’t they?” You reply and
Satoru hums, but that still doesn’t answer his question.

“My parents aren’t a big part of my life so we don’t necessarily have to include them.” Satoru
comments. You simply don’t know what to say to this. You wonder why he isn’t so close to
his parents, but you don’t want to ask right in front of the kids either. “Also, we have to go
see Daisuke soon. Poor guy didn’t realize I was having a baby until last night.”
 “I guess we do… But we’re also going to meet your parents. Get into contact with them.”
You tell him, and Megumi chuckles.

“What’s so funny, punk?” Satoru asks Megumi, and Megumi shakes his head. It’s so funny
for him to see Satoru being ordered around. “That’s what I thought.”

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“When am I going to meet your parents?” Is a question that you ask Satoru too much. It feels
as if it’s the hundredth time you ask the question. And every time he answers it, it’s vague.
He never gives a clear response. Each time you ask and don’t get a clear response, you get
more and more pissed off.

You try to think the way he does to understand his side of things, but you can’t simply
understand it. You’re not asking him to be your boyfriend– Although in some ways he acts
like one. Either way, you’re not asking him to introduce you as his future life long partner
(although a child is a lifelong commitment) or anything. You’re carrying his child, and his
family deserves to know that. He hasn’t told you about having no contact with his parents, so
you’re rather curious as to why he’s putting this off.

“Do you want a sandwich, babe?” Satoru asks, making you cross your arms. An exasperated
sigh leaves your lips before you say,

“I asked you a question. You can’t keep ignoring it.” His back is turned on you, his face to
the stove as he prepares his food. He feels you glare at his back, but he’ll act as if everything
is fine. “C’mon, Satoru. I’m not getting any younger. Neither is the baby I’m carrying, and
they’ll pop out at any minute.”

“We still have a long way to go before the baby is here.” He argues. You scoff before
standing up from the chair and walking to your bedroom, slamming the door behind you so
he can hear loud and clear that you’re not pleased with him. Yet he isn’t going to do more
than just eat his food before going to work, acting as if the conversation never happened.

He’ll make sure to have a plate of food ready for you before leaving. Something that you can
quickly warm up in case you get hungry. Which he knows you will since lately you’ve been
eating a lot.

Satoru comes home to find you in the living room, folding some clothes. You don’t bother to
stand up to greet him since you’re mad at him. Either way, you don’t have to stand up to greet
him since you’re not dating or anything. You just happen to be pregnant with his child.

He walks over to you, leaning down to kiss your forehead. That usually makes you greet him,
but today you stay silent. Satoru knows why you’re mad at him, yet he chooses to act dumb.
Maybe it’ll just make him seem like a dumb fool to you, and make you feel guilty for being
mad.

“Did you like the food I made?” Satoru asks, not really noticing that the food sits untouched
on the table. Just as he left it. He doesn’t receive an answer, just as he expected. He takes off
his shades, tossing them onto the coffee table before sitting down next to you. He begins to
grab your clothes and help you fold your clothes. Around half the clothes are folded, and
that’s when he asks, “Are you mad at me?”

You exhale, clearly annoyed. You stand up, leaving your clothes on the couch and walking to
your bedroom. He begins to follow you, acting oblivious as to why you’re so mad. This isn’t
the first time you get frustrated over the situation, but it’s the first time that you clearly show
him that you’re unhappy with it.

You slam the door to your room shut, and he’s quick to open it. He pays for the apartment, he
feels entitled to be able to open the door whenever he wants. “C’mon talk to me.”

“C’mon talk to me.” You mock, sitting down on your bed. He chuckles at your horrible
impression of him before he grabs your hand and pulls you up from the bed. Your lips are
pursed together, your brows furrowed. His hands cup your face while he looks into your eyes.
You end up forcing yourself to look away. “You should know, Satoru. I know you’re not
fucking dumb.”

“Why are you so insistent on meeting them?” He questions. His words hurt more than you
could ever imagine. You’re extremely emotional lately. Tears pool up in your eyes, and you
try your best to hold them back. “It’s not so important–”

“Are you ashamed of me–” Your voice breaks, and it makes Satoru’s heart flutter. He didn’t
mean it to come out like that. “I get I’m not the most ideal person but I’m still carrying your
child, Satoru. You can’t just keep me hidden forever.”

“No. No. I didn’t mean it like that. I don’t mean it like that.” He clears up before you start
crying. But it’s too late. He feels tears go from your cheeks to his thumbs. Never before had
he felt a feeling as agonizing as your tears on his fingertips. Satoru cares a lot about you, after
all, you are carrying his son so he’s bound to care.

His hands go to yours and he begins to guide you to the mirror in your room. He forces you
to look at yourself, while he hugs you from behind. You’re still in tears, and he feels his heart
shrinking. “Just look at how beautiful you are.”

You can’t even bring yourself to even look at yourself. It’ll make you cry even more. You
weren’t so sentimental before, but each and every day that’s changing. Anything can make
you cry– Happy or sad. Satoru’s hands go to your bump, his thumbs rubbing circles on it, “So
beautiful, so smart, so hardworking, so responsible, so kind. How are you not the most ideal
person?”

He kisses the back of your neck. He’s so tender with you. He has to be. What kind of monster
would he be if he treated the mother of his child coldly. You do as he wishes and begin to
look over yourself. Your body is ever-changing, not feeling like your own anymore. Yet
Satoru gives you doting eyes every time he looks at you.

“How could I ever be ashamed of you when you’re so beautiful?” He continues, covering
your neck in gentle kisses. He acts so loving, yet you don’t understand why he’s so avoidant
on meeting his parents.
 “Then why do you not want me to meet them?” You question. He’s flattering you, and while
you know why he’s doing it, you also want answers. “You can’t just hide from them the fact
that you’re having a kid.”

“It’s not about you. It’s about them. My parents didn’t really pay a big part in my life, so why
should they play any part in my child’s life?” Satoru answers. It’s true, but at the same time
there’s so much more than that. He doesn’t want anyone in the Jujutsu world to find out about
him becoming a father. That puts you and his baby in danger, which is the last thing he wants.
Only Megumi and Tsumiki know, but he knows nothing will come out of their mouths,
mainly because they’re yet not connected with anyone in the Jujutsu world, apart from
himself. They’re just kids. “Can’t it be just us?”

“Are you sure they don’t want to be grandparents? I feel like you’re lying to me…” You
confess. He turns you around and pecks your lips. He kisses your cheek. Then the tip of your
nose. He kisses all over your face.

“Trust me. I’m doing this for our own good.” He tells you. He kneels down and presses a kiss
on your bump. “And for our little one. Anything for him.”

“Okay… I’ll trust you– Did you just say him?!” You realize what he said. You stand shocked,
your eyes a bit wide and your mouth opened. He realizes his mistake– Not the first time it
happens, sadly. He stands up and wraps his arms around you, a laugh leaving his lips.

“Surprise.” He says in between laughs. He sounds so happy. You hug him back and shut your
eyes.

You just hope that everything will turn out fine in the end. Both your pregnancy and your
relationship with him.

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Satoru makes a list of everything that is needed at home, making sure to not miss a single
item. Missing even the most insignificant item can cause you to burst into tears because out
of all other things, that specific item was what you were craving. It always ends up with
Satoru going back to the store, of course, a bit annoyed. But there isn’t a single thing he
wouldn’t do.

“Is there anything else you need?” Satoru questions, staring at the almost-finished list. You
end up shaking your head, and he raises his brow before asking, “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.” You nod in response as you walk to the fridge to look at what you can feast on.
Lately you’ve been having this issue where you’re hungry and all the food in the kitchen is
just not appetizing enough for you to eat. It always leads you to say how “there’s nothing to
eat” and Satoru can’t help but get annoyed because he knows there’s a lot of food to eat. But
he’ll try to accommodate your needs and make something that he knows you’ll like.

“Alright, just call me if you need anything from the store.” Satoru tells you, and you hum in
response. Satoru folds the piece of paper and shoves it into his pocket before standing up and
grabbing his car keys. “I’ll be back soon, honey.”

Your heart melts at the cute pet names that he’s picked out for you. You haven’t made things
official yet, but at this point you doubt it’s necessary. You’re living together and you’re
expecting a baby, a label is the last thing you’re worried about.

Even if you were to bring it up, Satoru doesn’t want to put a label on it. It’s the last thing on
his mind, and he wouldn’t like the idea of putting a label on it, unlike you. You’re carrying
his child, that’s that. It seems like that’s all it’ll be. But he likes calling you honey. He likes
kissing you, cuddling with you, sleeping next to you. And it’s not just because you’re
carrying his child.

Regardless, he doesn’t want to put a label on it. A label is certainly the last thing he thinks
about while searching and picking out the groceries you need. He has to make sure every
product is healthy and good for you. He has to make sure it’s the right brand. He has to make
sure he gets you the best of the best from the store.

Satoru is so focused on getting groceries that he almost misses someone that walks by. But
nothing goes unseen by Satoru. Yet when he turns, there’s no one there. He’s almost a
hundred percent sure that an old friend walked by.

He doesn’t put the effort into walking around the store to find them. Instead he focuses on
finding the groceries that aren’t crossed out on the list. He still has so much to pick out and
he’s impatient to go back home. The store is full, and he can’t stand being around so many
people at once.
Satoru picks out what he needs and walks out of the store, hands and arms filled with
groceries. He has so much, yet he knows that there’s something missing because you always
forget about something that’s crucial to your cravings. He walks to his car, and his heart
drops when he makes out the person that leans on his car. The same person he thought of
earlier.

Satoru sighs as he walks up to the car, and up to the person he was thinking about earlier. He
opens the trunk, ignoring Suguru as he puts everything in the trunk. Suguru clears his throat,
trying to catch Satoru’s attention, but Satoru is unbothered. They have nothing to talk about
anymore– Although they do, neither of them want to talk about it though.

“Stocking up on diapers?” Suguru asks, making Satoru’s blood run cold. He completely
freezes, wondering how the hell Suguru got hold of that information. “There’s a rumor in
Jujutsu society, and you know, everything comes back to me. Based on your reaction, it’s
true.”

“No, I was just confused. Why the hell would I be stocking up on diapers?” Satoru tries to
play off, hiding the bags that contain items for his baby; stuff that he just couldn’t resist
buying. He slams the trunk shut and begins to walk to the driver’s side. “I’m supposed to
execute you, so be warned. Don’t come around.”

Suguru says your name, and Satoru freezes again. How the hell is Suguru finding out about
this? Satoru has done everything in his willpower to make sure that Jujutsu society doesn’t
find out about you, but somehow the word is getting out. Obviously Megumi and Tsumiki
aren’t to blame. “I saw her. She’s pretty.”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about.” Satoru responds, getting into the car. He rolls down
the window and says, “Now, if you’ll take my advice. Next time I won’t be so nice and just
let you walk off. You’re a murderer.”

“Like we’re really any different.” Suguru chuckles. “Is she a sorcerer? I doubt she is.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Satoru says before he rolls up the window. Suguru
wickedly smiles as Satoru begins to back out of the parking spot. Of course, Suguru knows,
but Satoru wonders just how much Suguru knows.

Satoru is agitated, but he knows as much as to not drive straight home. Instead he drives to
Daisuke’s place, scared that Suguru or someone else might follow him home. He has to
ensure that you’re safe above anything else.

At around eight in the night is when Satoru comes back. You worriedly sit on the couch,
wondering why Satoru hasn’t been back yet. When he finally walks into the place, he doesn’t
look too ecstatic either. You aren’t too sure on how to initially approach him.

“Was the place packed?” You question as he puts the majority of the groceries on the kitchen
counter. It’s been hours since he left, so of course that’s the only thought you have. All other
horrible thoughts disappear since he’s alive and looks fine in front of you. He doesn’t answer
though.

It takes a moment for him to finally come up with a response. “I have to go back. They didn’t
have any milk, and I couldn’t find any chocolate ice cream.”

The milk that he had bought was spoiled after spending so much time in the trunk, and the ice
cream melted. He really isn’t in the mood to go back to the grocery store now of all times.
Truthfully, he’s worried.

“It’s fine.” You end up responding which lifts so much weight from his shoulders. He begins
to put away the groceries, but you end up patting the space beside you on the couch, telling
him, “Come sit with me for a bit.”

“Let me put these away first.” He says, and you pat the space beside you again, this time
much harder.

“C’mon. I’ve been alone all day. I can put those away later.” You reply, and he comes to a
stop, sighing. He takes off his shades, putting them on the kitchen counter with the groceries
before walking over to you. His mind goes a thousand miles per hour, thinking of what to do.
Not about sitting next to you, but more about the encounter he faced earlier.

Someone has clearly been informing Suguru about everything. But he wonders who. Nobody
knows about your pregnancy apart from your friends, and they clearly don’t know who
Suguru is. At least that’s what he hopes.

Satoru walks over to you and takes a seat. Usually he lays his head on your lap and you run
your fingers through his hair. You two act too much like a couple but he’ll refuse to admit
that you are one. Especially now then ever. But tonight he doesn’t do what he usually does,
which leads you to question,

“What happened?” You sense something is up. He’s extremely late from the grocery store
and he isn’t acting like his usual self. He’d talk a while of what he saw in the grocery store. It
usually annoys you while you try to watch something. He ends up shaking his head at the
question, making your hand go on top of his. “Is it about the ice cream? I’ll be fine without
it.”

He feels his heart flutter. He bites his bottom lip, thinking of what to say or do. Worst comes
to worst, he’ll kill Suguru. He won’t hesitate. But still, killing Suguru won’t finish the job.
God knows how many people Suguru has told and how many would take action.

“Is there something wrong, Satoru?” You question, realizing he’s lost in the clouds. You
wonder what runs through his mind. He was perfectly fine in the morning.

“I’ve been hiding something from you.” He begins, and your face goes from a worried to a
curious expression. You patiently wait for what he has to say, and you expect maybe a lot of
things except for what he actually says. Because he made sure to make clear and convince
you otherwise, “I’m seeing someone.”
 “What?” You blink slowly. Your brain slowly processes what he said. You feel the tears well
up in your eyes. “Huh? Are you messing with me?”

“I’m sorry… But I’m seeing Leiko.” He tells you, and you feel your heart shatter into pieces.
You turn your face so he doesn’t see the tears that you can’t stop from streaming down your
face. “It just sort of… Happened. I’m sorry.”

“Satoru, I thought we were–” You have to stop yourself from talking. Your voice is breaking
and you don’t like the idea of letting him know that you’re crying. Lately you’re an
emotional mess, he knows more than anyone. “I hope you two are happy.”

You stand up and begin to walk away, not wanting to let him see you cry. His heart burns,
knowing that you’re hurting, but he doesn’t say anything. Pushing you away is what’s best
right now, while he figures out what to do.

“I guess you’ll be moving out soon. Doubt that Leiko wants her boyfriend to be living with
some other woman.” You say, which gives him that great idea. He has to move out. It was the
last thing he was thinking about in the morning, but there’s a sudden change of plans.

“You’re right.” He responds. “I’ll be packing my stuff and moving out soon.”

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Satoru moves out not even two days later, promising to still pay for everything. You’ve had
time to process everything, yet you’re still as shocked and confused since the moment he
announced everything. You’re so disappointed in yourself to admit that you’ve been crying
over him. For some reason you feel as if it’s your fault because you weren’t good enough.

Your relationship was never exclusive so he didn’t owe you anything, you knew that. But you
still felt as if something was building up. It was the result of your imagination though, and
now you’re inconsolable. Kaya has been checking up on you, making sure that everything is
alright. But it’s hard because nothing is alright, and she’s trying to comfort you but it doesn’t
work.

“He’s not even handsome, it’s okay. You’re not missing out. In the end Leiko is the one
losing.” Kaya says, wrapping her arms around you while you hug a pillow. You cry your
heart out, your head not being able to wrap around anything else other than the fact that
Satoru’s gone. You’d make someone else believe that he’s dead by the way you’re reacting.

“Why am I not good enough?” You sob, and Kaya swears her heart breaks when she hears
this. This wouldn’t be happening if she kept her mouth shut in the beginning. She can’t help
but feel guilty about this. This wouldn’t be a problem. “I didn’t even think he liked her.”

“You’re good enough, Satoru is just a dick.” She tells you. You can’t even believe her words.
You’re pregnant with his baby, and lived with him, yet he somehow wasn’t satisfied with
you. And what hurts the most is the fact that he acted as if you two were in some sort of
relationship while he was here, yet apparently that meant nothing.

“We were supposed to watch a movie tonight.” You share with her, and she pouts.

“Do you still want to watch a movie?” She asks, and you tell her no. You’re not in the mood
for anything but to cry. Even the happiest movie will make you burst into tears. “Do you want
to do something to hurt him?”

“I can’t do anything to hurt him.” You respond, and she tries to think of something that’ll hurt
the father of your baby. Then she thinks of something, and she blurts it out before even
thinking, “Go on a date!”

“I don’t want to go on a date.” You cry even more, and Kaya keeps thinking of something
else while you try to soothe yourself, “Who’d even want to date a pregnant woman? I look so
ugly right now.”

“What? How dare you even say that. You’re so beautiful. You’re glowing when you’re not
crying.” Kaya tries to comfort you, and it doesn’t seem to be helping you at all. She isn’t so
great at comforting people– At least not pregnant women that cry over everything. Although
she just doesn’t know what to say in this situation. It’s something she’s never prepared for.

“I regret ever going to that party with you. I would’ve been just fine staying home.” You
begin. “I wouldn’t be pregnant, I wouldn’t have met Satoru, I would be just fine. Working
and studying without having to worry about a stupid fucking baby.”

“Oh, you don’t mean that.” She says. She knows that you’re excited about this more than
anything. It’s just your hurt feelings getting the best of you and taking over your words.

“I don’t. I’m actually so excited to see my son but–” You keep crying, and Kaya’s eyes widen
as she gets the idea.

“Do you want to start decorating the nursery?” Kaya proposes and you bury your face into
the pillow before refusing. You say something but it’s muffled by the pillow, leading Kaya to
ask, “What did you say, honey?”

“Satoru wanted to do that together.” You inform her, and she laughs. You don’t understand
why she’s laughing, especially since you’re so miserable.

“Wouldn’t that be great though? Your sort of payback.” She tells you, and right now even
though you’re pissed at him, you can’t wrap your head around doing that to him. It just seems
cruel. Your stance would be very different if you weren’t overemotional.

“It’s okay.” You tell her, and Kaya pouts. She knows this won’t be the last night that you’ll be
crying over Satoru and she dreads it because she can’t stand seeing you sad for much longer.

The next day you’re better. Kaya makes some breakfast for you, and you quietly eat. She
looks at your puffy face and she feels a tug on her heart, but she knows better than to bring up
anything. It’ll ruin your day and make you start crying earlier than you’d intend.

She refrains from asking questions because she knows that won’t end well. She has to walk
on eggshells. She has to think through what she wants to ask because if she doesn’t, you’ll
burst into tears. It’s draining.

“How about we go out to eat later? I’ll get a bit tipsy while you sip on some mocktails.
Maybe we can go to karaoke.” She speaks up and your eyes light up at the idea. Going out to
have some fun is what you need. Spending some time with other people is perfect. While
Kaya would want to invite some other people, her other friends are Daisuke and his friends
and they’re associated with Satoru.

“I’ll love that.” You respond, and she smiles. She had never really cared to see you smile
until now. She had never seen you so sad, even when you found out you weren’t the only
girlfriend of your previous boyfriend. And while you’re extremely emotional that anything
and everything can make you burst into tears, the emotions that you’ve had the past couple of
days are obviously more than just a case of insufficient sweets. “I’ve been thinking about the
nursery and while Satoru is an asshole… It’s not his fault that he likes someone else.”
“You’re right.” Kaya nods, realizing how immature she is while next to you. She probably
would’ve decorated the nursery a way Satoru would hate, then go out with his best friend.
Then again, she’s not in your shoes. Kaya would allow you to be with Daisuke just for you to
get petty revenge on Satoru.

There’s a knock on the door that surprises both of you. Neither of you invited someone over.
Kaya stands up from the dining table and walks to the front door, suspecting who the
unwanted visitor is. And she’s proven right when she opens the door and sees the father of
your child, holding a brown paper bag. She puts her hand up, swinging it towards Satoru, but
his hand catches her wrist before her skin can strike against his cheek. She swore she’d give
Satoru a piece of her mind, including a beating, when she finally saw him.

“Good to see you too, Kaya.” Satoru says, about to push Kaya out of his way to enter the
place. The groceries he holds are much heavier than he expected. But it’s as if Kaya is
planted into the ground, and she won’t move. She’s pushed to the side but she extends her
arm to cover the doorway.

“You’re a fucking piece of shit. You don’t live here anymore so don’t fucking feel entitled to
enter the place without permission.” Kaya says, kicking her feet so they hit Satoru’s shin. It
doesn’t affect the man though. “You’re really brave showing up around here.”

“Kaya, I pay for this apartment. I have more rights to enter this place than you do.” Satoru
responds, and Kaya feels her blood boil.

“If you don’t leave right now, I’m going to start screaming.” She threatens, and it’s fair to say
that Satoru is irritated. She begins a countdown, starting at five. Before she even gets to three,
Satoru shouts your name. While you were hearing the commotion, you chose to stay away
from it, but now your name has been mentioned.

“What do you need, Satoru?” You ask as you walk to the front door, standing behind Kaya.
You cross your arms and stare at the man who immediately smiles when he sees you. You
look away, not wanting to stare directly at him because you’ll burst into tears again. You feel
more calm today, but you’re still very emotional. You can’t just get over stuff like this so
easily. He notices and feels horrible, knowing how bad he hurt you.

“May I come in? I have some groceries.” He informs you, and you sigh.

“Who told you I needed groceries?” You question, grabbing Kaya’s arm and dragging her
away which allows Satoru to enter the place. He does so, closing the door behind him and
taking off his shoes. He puts the brown paper bag on the kitchen counter while he looks
around the rather messy place.

“Take off those stupid shades. You look like a clown.” Kaya is quick to insult, and Satoru
sighs. He’s gathered that she’s very protective of you, so he guesses he deserves this
treatment. “Why are you even here? Groceries? Really? I can do that.”

“Well, are you the father of the baby?” Satoru questions, and she doesn’t like the cocky tone
that’s in his voice.
“I’m going to be if you don’t step up your game, blind mouse.” She says, and he furrows his
eyebrows in confusion, same as you until you remember the movie she ended up putting last
night. You actually chuckle at this, and Satoru decides not to argue more because you ended
up laughing and he doesn’t want to ruin that.

“Do you two have plans tonight?” Satoru sighs while asking the question. He’s been dreading
this the whole way here but Leiko would only accept to date him if he did this. In his brain
he’s thinking that killing Suguru would be easier than doing this to you.

“Yes–” Kaya begins, but she’s met with your,

“No.”

“Leiko and I were wondering if you’d like to join us for dinner.” He slowly and awkwardly
asks the question, and you have no idea what to say. Tears well up in your eyes again and
you’re trying your best to hold them back, while Kaya’s hands ball up into fists and she tries
her best to not start hitting the man. However, she’s at a great disadvantage. He’s bigger,
stronger, and taller than she is. So she does the next best thing, grabbing a glass that’s nearby
and throwing it straight at his head.

Luckily for Satoru, and unluckily for Kaya, he has great reflexes and manages to dodge the
glass, causing it to hit the wall behind him. He has to say, she has a great arm and she should
consider putting that energy into a sport like baseball. Although he isn’t thinking that when
Kaya grabs yet another glass, this time it’s filled with orange juice, and once again throws it
at him.

While you want to scream at Kaya to stop, you decide to walk away so you don’t get caught
up in the crossfire. Plus, Satoru isn’t having a hard time dodging anything. In the end, Kaya
will clean everything up, while Satoru will replace the dinnerware. You’re not losing or
gaining anything by stopping them, so you’ll let them settle their differences.

“You son of a bitch. Your mother must’ve dropped you on your head because there’s no way
you’re just so fucking stupid.” She’s saying as she’s looking for more things to throw at him.
When she goes into the cabinets to look for plates it’s when you finally speak up,

“That’s enough, Kaya.” You tell her, and she freezes. She takes a moment to calm herself,
while you look at Satoru, “We’ll join you for dinner if you can replace the dinnerware that
Kaya broke. I’m sure that’s not a big problem for you, right?”

“That’s fine. Yep.” Satoru ends up nodding, a bit out of breath. He hadn’t prepared himself
for the very extreme workout of evading plates. Your gaze then falls on Kaya again,

“You know what you’ll be doing in the spare time, right?” You ask, and she knows you’re
talking to her. She doesn’t know why she’s terrified, she just knows that you’ll end up being
an amazing mother.

“Yes.” She answers. You clear your throat before, once again, looking at Satoru.
 “What are you still doing here? You can tell us the details through a text message. Get out.”
You order and he’s hesitant before he begins to walk to the front door. He has so many things
to say, but he bites his tongue. He doesn’t want to make the situation worse than it already is.

When the front door shuts, you walk to the couch and take a seat. In a way, you’re happy that
Satoru came because now you’re simply frustrated. Although you’re still sad, your frustration
is overshadowing any other feeling.

“You know, Kaya… I think you’re right. Let’s start decorating the nursery.”

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You get ready for dinner, putting on the prettiest dress that fits you. You begin to put on your
makeup, trying your best to make it look effortless. For the first time in the past two days,
you’re fine. For whatever reason, you’re ready to see what she has that you don’t. Ready to
tell yourself that you’re so much better.

“Are you almost ready?” Kaya asks, barging into your room. She finds you putting on
lipstick, and she smiles, realizing that at least you’re making the effort to get ready. However,
her smile drops when she remembers why you’re getting ready. For a complete idiot. “Are
you sure you want to go to dinner?”

“I want to see how they are together. She might eventually become my son’s stepmother.”
You almost gag as the word stepmother leaves your lips. Kaya chuckles at your words.

“You really think that she’ll become a stepmother?” Kaya questions as you stand up and
begin to look for your coat. You can’t waste too much time since you’re walking to a
restaurant that’s at least a fifteen minute walk from your place. “I was upset about the fact
that he was seeing someone, but Leiko of all women? If I were you I’d leave the country so
you wouldn’t have to share the kid.”

“She’s not so awful. She was just a spoiled child, and she hasn’t grown out of it. Maybe
Satoru will change her.” You respond as you put on your coat. You begin to walk to the living
room. “Let’s change the topic…”

“Fine.” She rolls her eyes as she follows behind. She waits for you to finish getting ready,
which feels like forever. But she doesn’t mind. She doesn’t want to spend too much time with
your idiot baby daddy and his stupid girlfriend.

“Do you want to move in? I have an extra room. I could use an extra hand around.” You
offer, and before she can accept or decline– Or tell you she has to think about it, you speak
again, “You wouldn’t have to pay anything because Satoru pays for everything. And he
swears he’ll send me money for groceries and whatnot.”

“Are you serious? I’d love to.” She answers. “I love it more because your stupid baby daddy
is paying for everything.”

“I’m thinking about asking him for money so I can buy baby clothes. It’s his fault that I quit
my job.” You share, and she smirks. She certainly loves that idea.

“You might as well ask him for more money so you can buy yourself a treat.” She suggests,
causing you to smirk back at her.

“This is why you’re my soulmate.”

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Kaya’s right by your side when you enter the restaurant. Your eyes immediately land on
Satoru and Leiko, and the false confidence that you had instilled in yourself is gone. You
want to cry when you look at how pretty Leiko looks with her navy blue dress.

You sigh, walking to the table, holding Kaya’s hand. You take a seat across from them in the
booth, and Leiko grins. It’s almost wicked, but you tear your eyes away from her and look at
Satoru. Satoru looks down at the menu, embarrassed. It’s rare to see him without his shades.

“Look at you, so round and big carrying our baby.” Leiko says, and it takes everything in
Kaya not to break the woman’s nose. Satoru is visibly embarrassed, his cheeks pink as he
hears that. There’s a lump in your throat, and you regret deciding to come here. “I’m so glad
you decided to join us for dinner.”

“Me too.” You lie, clearing your throat. Five minutes then you’ll make up some excuse
related to your pregnancy. Then you’ll go back home. Kaya looks back and forth between
Satoru and Leiko.

“Satoru wasn’t too sure that you’d join us, but we’re glad that you’re here. I’ve been wanting
to talk to you ever since I found out that you were carrying our baby.” Leiko continues, and
Kaya takes a deep breath. You’re also taking deep breaths, trying not to burst into tears.

“We’re not staying here for long. Just telling your little boyfriend to deposit money for baby
clothes.” Kaya mentions, glaring at Satoru.

“Well… We were talking and we decided that maybe it’s time that you… Become more
independent. Now you know that Satoru is in a relationship, and not all of his money can
go–” Leiko begins, and Kaya is quick to interrupt her by pretending to reach for a napkin and
accidentally spilling Leiko’s drink all over her. Leiko gasps, feeling the ice cold drink soak
her dress.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Kaya can’t help but laugh as she passes Leiko some napkins. “Going back to
what you were saying… You do know that Satoru knocked her up, right? It’s his
responsibility to pay for whatever she wants. You wouldn’t want his baby to crawl around
with ugly cheap clothes?”

“Kaya…” You begin, seeing how she’s getting riled up, and the last thing you need is Kaya
causing a scene and spending the rest of the night in a jail cell.

“You know? Like the ones that you wear, Leiko. Satoru doesn’t spend much money on you
from what I can tell…” Kaya tries to act innocent but it’s not working. Anyone can see right
through it. You end up sighing, looking at Satoru who is too stunned to say anything. He
simply doesn’t know what to say. Leiko ends up standing up, excusing herself to go to the
bathroom.

“How much money do you need?” Satoru asks once Leiko is gone. You’re about to speak, tell
him a small amount of money. But Kaya speaks for you, telling him an absurd amount of
money that makes your eyes widen. “Alright, I’ll deposit it later tonight.”
“I guess we’ll be leaving then.” You stand up. Kaya stands up as well. “We’ll see you when
the baby comes.”

“Huh?” Satoru questions. He blinks slowly, trying to process your words, “I still want to be
involved–”

Well maybe not so involved. Suguru is still out there. Satoru’s best option is to separate
himself from you and the baby, until he resolves the situation. “Nevermind. You’re right.”

“Good. Her boyfriend wouldn’t like her spending time with some ugly guy.” Kaya
comments, side-eyeing Satoru. Your eyes widen and you have to take a deep breath. You
should’ve known that she was about to spit out a lie to hurt him. You usually don’t mind it,
but right now it’s one of those instances that you mind. Finding a man that will pretend to be
your boyfriend isn’t the easiest task when you’re almost six months pregnant.

Satoru’s heart skips a beat when he hears this. He chews on the inside of his cheeks, trying to
decide what to say. “So nice to hear that you found a boyfriend… Maybe I should meet him
soon.”

“Uh… Yeah.” You respond. You awkwardly laugh before you and Kaya begin to walk away.
You’re thinking about reprimanding her. When you’re out of the restaurant you speak up,
“Are you out of your mind?”

“What? We’ll just find you a boyfriend. It’s not that hard.” She tells you, and you sigh.

“Kaya, every day I get bigger and bigger because I’m carrying another man’s child. You
really think someone will want to date me right now?” You begin, and she can hear your
voice breaking. You’re standing outside the restaurant. You want to begin walking home but
your vision is clouded by tears. “The father of my child didn’t even want me, why would
someone else?”

“Baby, he’s a complete dumbass.” Kaya wraps her arms around you. “I’m sure many other
men want you, Satoru just couldn’t handle all that you were giving him. I saw Leiko and all I
could think was how much of a dumbass he is. On your worst days you manage to look way
better than she does at the moment. Plus you’re smarter. Funnier. Kinder. He doesn’t deserve
you.”

“I love you so much, Kaya.” You sob, hugging her back.

“I love you too.”

You don’t feel the pairs of eyes that watch you through the restaurant’s window as the scene
unfolds. Satoru sips on his water, hating himself because he doesn’t dare to stand up and
comfort you. That he cares for you.

He feels trapped. He’s trying to figure out what to do to protect you while trying to avoid the
mortal choice of ending someone’s life. That would end everything though. Maybe Satoru
isn’t mature enough to know what to do. At twenty-one years he can’t decide if he wants to
kill an old friend for the sole purpose of being with the mother of his child.
 “That stupid Kaya. Spilling my cocktail all over my dress. That stupid bitch doesn’t know
how much this costs.” Leiko comes back to the table, ranting about the incident that just
happened. She watches Satoru who stares at the window, still watching how you and Kaya
hug. He’s almost on the verge of tears.

“Do you think they’re like… together?” Leiko questions, making Satoru sigh.

“Do you want something else from here?” His annoyance is clear through his voice, but
Leiko chooses to ignore it. She shakes her head, but Satoru doesn’t bother to look. “Please
use your words.”

“No, I’m ready to go.” She responds, making Satoru stand up. He grabs a couple of bills to
cover the check, dropping them on the table before walking away.

When he exits, you’re gone from the spot that you stood at. He sees you walking with Kaya,
and while he yearns to walk with you, he has to turn the other way.

He hasn’t known you for that long and he can’t picture his future without you in it. It hasn’t
even been a week, and he misses you like a maniac. He dreads the feeling of loss that runs
through his body. It intensifies at the thought of you having a boyfriend. He knows it’s a lie,
but just the thought drives him mad– It’s not loss though but rather,

Jealousy.

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Kaya was quick to set you up on a date, and a week later, you’re looking for outfits to put on.
As spring takes over, the weather warms up and you have to find something to wear, but none
of your clothes are fitting as you reach your sixth month of pregnancy. You walk to Kaya,
wearing clothes that no longer fit.

Kaya compares color samples for the nursery, and she’s so focused that she doesn’t notice
you walking into the room. She’s spooked when you walk into the room, wearing a crop top
that clearly doesn’t fit anymore. She can’t help but laugh, and you end up rolling your eyes,
“See, I told you going on a date was a bad idea. I don’t have anything else to wear.”

“What about the cute dress you showed me earlier?” She asks, walking over to the window to
look at the colors in the light. “That dress was cute.”

“My boobs were showing too much. They’ve grown a lot, I have to get new bras.” You share,
and she turns to look at your breasts. She can see through the shirt that you’ve gone up a cup
or two. “I don’t think I can go out tonight. Tell your friend that I won’t make it.”

“No!” She raises her voice at you as you turn to walk out of the room. You try to ignore her
as she yells, “Wear the dress! Showing him your boobs will get him to fall in love with you!”

“I’m good!” You yell back as you get back to your room, and you begin to look for another
outfit. It’s time for you to buy some maternity clothes, as much as you don’t want to. You’ll
hold back on it for a bit, at least until it’s too late for Kaya to set you up on a date. You don’t
want to go out with anyone at the moment.

“He’s a really nice guy, don’t make me cancel.” Kaya says, and you’re startled to hear her
voice. You didn’t hear her follow. “He’s really looking forward to this. I showed him your
picture and he was stunned. You should give him a chance.”

“I would, but I don’t have any clothes.” You respond, trying to make up another sort of
excuse so you can get out on having to go on a date. You’re not ready to date, especially
since you’re having a baby so soon. A new relationship is the last thing you need. The stress
of a new baby is already more than enough. “Plus, I’ve been reading this book to prepare for
the baby, which I think is more important than–”

“Yeah, yeah. We both know that you’re not going to be reading that tonight. By eight, you’ll
be snoring. And don’t tell me that you don’t because I can hear you.” She answers, and you
roll your eyes, looking for your yoga pants and oversized shirt to change into. “I'll cancel
then. But it’s going to break his heart.”

“Good. I don’t care about anyone’s heart but the two that beat inside of me.” You answer, and
Kaya sighs before she walks out of the bedroom, going back to the empty room to compare
the paint samples once again.

Kaya’s right, by eight you’re knocked out. She almost bursts out laughing when she hears
some light snoring coming from your room, but she tries her best to not make any noise to let
you sleep.

She goes to the couch, taking a seat with her laptop so she can look for nursery items that
she’ll be needing to buy for her little nephew. At this point, Kaya is probably more excited
than you are. When she starts to focus on scrolling, adding to her cart anything that she finds
remotely fitting, there’s a knock on the door. She furrows her eyebrows, standing up from the
couch as she set her laptop down on the coffee table. She walks to the front door, wondering
who it could be at this hour. She isn’t expecting to meet with anyone.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Kaya slightly raises her voice when she sees Satoru.
Satoru welcomes himself in, after all, he does pay for the apartment. He then asks Kaya,

“Where is she?” Satoru turns to look at Kaya, not bothering to greet her because she didn’t
even bother to greet him.

“She’s on a date…” Kaya is quick to lie, but Satoru can immediately tell that you’re not.

“She’s sleeping, isn’t she?”

“She’s six months pregnant, what do you expect?” Kaya responds, a hint of attitude in her
voice. “Plus we’ve been busy.”

“Busy with what?” Satoru asks, walking over to the couch and taking a seat. He notices
Kaya’s laptop, and he realizes what you two are busy with when he sees nursery items.
“Don’t fucking tell me!”

Satoru stands up and rushes to the nursery, turning on the light. There’s a couple of boxes,
and he sees in the corner a can of paint. The nursery isn’t finished, but you two were
definitely planning to start it.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you here?” Kaya asks as she approaches him. “Don’t you
think that you and Leiko have done enough? Are you here to invite her out again? To ridicule
her?”

“What the hell are you even talking about? Look, right now I’m so fucking mad I could burn
this aparment down, don’t even say shit.” Satoru brushes past her and goes back to the living
room. “I’m just here to check up on her. Believe it or not I care about her.”

“Really? You care so much about her that you started to date someone that she despises.
While she’s three months away from having your baby, keep in mind.” Kaya argues, and
Satoru’s eyes almost widen, now realizing that the date of his baby’s birth is coming closer
and closer. “She has three months to set up a nursery, and we’re not waiting around for you to
 make space to come around. Believe me, we know more than anyone just how needy Leiko
can be.”

“You didn’t even try to inform me. Trust me, that would be my priority.” Satoru says, and
Kaya puts her index finger on her chin, slightly tilting her head as she pretends to think.

“We did… Or wait. I don’t think we did. Did you inform her about the fact that you were
already in a relationship or that you wouldn’t even try to be with her even though she’s
becoming the mother of your child? I’m sorry, I can’t recall.”

“You know… I’m with Leiko to protect her. It wouldn’t make sense, but I’m doing what’s
best for everyone.” Satoru begins, and Kaya’s eyebrows furrow. She doesn’t understand how
he’s doing the best for everyone by dating Leiko. He’s probably letting himself believe that to
boost his ego.

“I can’t fucking believe you.” Kaya shakes her head. “Just get out. You have nothing to do
here anyway. She’s sleeping.”

“I’ll leave when I want to. I pay for this place, Kaya.” Satoru reminds her. And while they
bicker, they fail to realize that you’ve woken up. You groggily interrupt them,

“Please argue some other time. I’m so tired.” They both look at you. “Why are you even here
Satoru? It’s way past decent hours.”

“It’s only eight.” Satoru responds, making you roll your eyes as you walk to the kitchen to
get a glass of water. “Just wanted to check up on you and the baby… You’ve been ignoring
my messages.”

“I’ve been ignoring the world. You can’t complain when I haven’t even been messaging my
mom.” You answer, which lets Satoru feel a little better about the fact that he’s being ignored.
“I’m not in the mood to talk, if that’s what you want to do. It’s best if you just leave.”

“Yeah… Okay.” Satoru says before he stands up and begins to walk to the door. Kaya
watches, in disbelief at how easy that was. She wasn't able to accomplish it. “I’ll be back
tomorrow!”

“Don’t!” Kaya yells at him, and you call out her name, and she looks at you a bit annoyed.
“What?”

“Be nicer to him. He’s still going to be in our lives, whether we like it or not.”

“I wish he would die–” She mutters.

“Kaya…”

“Sorry.”

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“Do you really have to take me to school?” Megumi complains while Satoru walks right
beside him. For whatever reason, Satoru decided that he wanted to drop Megumi and Tsumiki
off at school. Tsumiki doesn’t mind, but Megumi on the other hand…

“Just practicing with you two before I have my son.” Satoru responds, which only pisses
Megumi off more because he knows that it’ll be a long time before the baby comes or at least
it feels like forever. Tsumiki doesn’t really mind, at least she isn’t paying attention to them.

“You’re a big fat liar.” Megumi claims, making Satoru roll his eyes. The kid isn’t wrong, but
he doesn’t have to say it like that. Satoru didn’t even bother walking Megumi and Tsumiki to
school, even when he first found out the pregnancy news. Not even when he began to get
excited about everything. But now Satoru has nothing to do.

The moment the sun comes out, Leiko is knocking on his door and she won’t leave even
when Satoru has to work. He’s stuck with her as long as he’s in his apartment, and he hates it,
so now he’s doing everything in his power to stay away from his own home.

“What’s going to be the baby’s name?” Tsumiki asks, and Satoru sighs. He has been thinking
of baby names, but he doesn’t think you’ll even consider his suggestions. So he ends up
shrugging. Satoru feels his phone ring, and he takes it out of his pocket. His eyes light up
when he sees your phone display on the screen.

“Hi!” Satoru answers the phone a little too excitedly. He wonders why you’re calling, and
then he thinks of the worst. You’re not calling him to check up on him, you’ve regressed
from that point in your relationship. There must be something wrong with the baby. “Is
everything okay?”

“Yeah… I–” You begin and he hears you sigh from the other end of the phone. He comes to a
complete stop, waiting for you to say something. Megumi and Tsumiki walk ahead of him,
following their usual paths to school. “I hate to ask you of all people but Kaya is getting a
little too much for me… I love her but I’ve asked her around five times to stop setting me up
on dates but tonight she set me up for another. I tried to talk to Daisuke about it but even he
can’t do anything.”

“I’ll be on my way. I’m dropping off Megumi and Tsumiki at school and then I’ll be right
over.” Satoru says and he waits for your response before hanging up the phone. The kids
walk way ahead of him, “You two are good, right?!”

Tsumiki puts up her arm, holding her thumb up.

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“Hey…” You open the door and awkwardly greet Satoru. He returns your greeting with an
awkward smile. He walks into the place and awkwardly looks around, trying to find Kaya.
You notice and you tell him, “She’s in your old room. She stays there now.”

“Okay…” He slowly nods. “Is she sleeping? She is right? I don’t want to wake her up and
then get myself killed.”

“She is… You can just wait for her to wake up though.” You tell him. “If you want, we’re
setting up the nursery so you can help a bit.”

“You are?” Satoru asks and you hum in response. He expected it. He knows he has no right to
join you in that aspect. Satoru knows that you’re still livid with him, and the only reason you
two are still in contact is due to the fact that you’re having a baby so very soon. “I’ll love to
help with anything.”

“It’s nothing too much... Kaya does need help setting up the crib and I’m no help, so maybe
you can do that.” You suggest and Satoru nods his head. He walks to the nursery, and his
hand feels sweaty as his hand reaches for the doorknob. He opens the door and sees what you
have so far.

A light blue nursery, with barely any furniture. The walls have paintings of clouds, and when
he looks up at the ceiling, there’s fake stars around. There’s a purple moon hanging off the
ceiling, where he assumes the crib will be. Satoru just looks around the room for a minute
before he sees the crib’s box, and the parts that are scattered outside the box.

“I hope it’s not too much.” You tell him as he takes a seat on the ground to read the
instructions for putting everything together. You watch him for a minute before you decide to
leave the bedroom, leaving him to build the crib on his own. You feel as if waiting and
watching him will just make things awkward.

You go to your bedroom and lay down on your bed, sighing. You have nothing to do but to
relax and wait for Kaya to wake up. Your back is starting to ache, and you’re getting
impatient for the baby to come, but it’s truly taking forever. You still have so many weeks to
go.

You shut your eyes for a minute, and what wakes you again is Kaya’s irritated voice. She
finds Satoru building furniture for the nursery, and she’s certainly not happy. You groan,
having to stand up and walk to the nursery. Kaya notices you and points at Satoru who is
building the changing table.

“This little shit just snuck in! Does he have an extra key?” She asks you and you pinch the
bridge of your nose. You’re not in the mood for all of this. “I asked him to come because I’m
sorry Kaya– You’ve been a little bit too much. I can’t go on dates, I’m six months pregnant. I
have to worry about becoming a mom, not finding a person to date.” You share with her, and
it feels like the hundredth time, but she still doesn’t listen. She’s so focused on getting back at
Satoru that she doesn’t take your feelings into consideration. She takes your matters too
personally.

“Oh, c’mon! He’s so nice. You can’t just–”

“Stop setting me up on dates! I’m not going.” You cut her off. “I’m tired. I’m so tired, Kaya.”

“Think about it.” She responds, making you roll your eyes.

“I’m going for a walk. Don’t kill each other.” You end up saying. You need to take a breath of
fresh air before dealing with her. Satoru looks at Kaya for a moment before deciding to
follow behind you.

“I’ll join you!” Satoru yells, following you to the door. Satoru knows that he won’t be safe
with Kaya, even when he’s the strongest. She’ll find a way to kill him, even when it’s nearly
impossible.

When you walk out the door, so does he. You decide to not acknowledge him as he walks
behind you. It’d be nice to have a conversation with him, but at the same time you’re not in
the best mood to have a conversation with Satoru of all people. He’s the reason why Kaya is
trying to force you out on a date.

“Why don’t you want to go out on a date?” Satoru asks, walking up to you so he can actually
talk to you. He knows that maybe he shouldn’t invade your space and give you time to adjust,
but he just wants to talk to you. He wants to know how you’re feeling.

“Why should I?” You reply, looking at him. He shrugs in response, and you end up sighing.
Should you talk to Satoru of all people? Maybe he’s the person that you should confide in
since he’s the father of your child– On the other hand, he’s the reason all of this is happening.
“I mean, let’s face it, do I really have time to start a relationship?”

“You still have a couple of months. You’re allowed to have some fun before the baby comes.”
He tells you, although he doesn’t like encouraging you to date. But it’d be hypocritical of him
to tell you otherwise. “I mean going on one date isn’t going to hurt you. As much as I’d hate
siding with Kaya.”

“I’m just tired, Satoru.” You respond. “Why would you care anyway?”

“I– You’re just not going to have the chance to date around when we have our baby. Just take
the opportunity now–” He begins when his phone rings. He pulls it out of his pocket and he
furrows his eyebrows seeing the name that’s displayed on the screen. You see it too, and you
understand why he wants you to go on a date so badly. He feels bad because of what he’s
doing to you, and that’s fine.

He won’t care if you do or you don’t go on a date, all he’ll feel is slightly guilty. He declines
the call and you say, “I’ll go on a date. To help you out.”

“Why– I mean that’s great, but why do you want to help me out? How is that helping me?”
Satoru asks, his curiosity awakened.

“You feel guilty, don’t you? But it’s fine… Now that I think about it, I didn’t like you as
much as I thought I did.” You lie. He comes to a complete stop– He doesn’t know why.
Maybe because he likes you a lot. Too much for his comfort. You don’t stop for him, and he
doesn’t mind, after all, he tagged along without your permission.
 “Then why were you so hurt?” He raises his voice while he catches up to you. You try your
best to think of something on the spot.

“Maybe because I wanted my baby to be raised with his parents together. I realized that it
wasn’t going to happen… Made me think that it was my first failure as a mother.” You
answer. Satoru bites down on his lip while he continues walking by your side. He isn’t sure
what to say to that, and he tries his best to respond. “I’ll just tell Kaya that I’m going on that
date with Getou.”

“Huh?” He isn’t sure if he heard the name right or if his mind is playing tricks on him. But
you don’t repeat yourself. You begin to walk back to the apartment, and Satoru freezes on the
spot. He furrows his eyebrows as he tries to think everything through. He yells, “What was
his name again?!”

“Don’t worry about it, Satoru!”

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Satoru can’t stop thinking about your date, one with a man that just happens to have the same
last name as his old best friend. He didn’t get you to repeat the name, so maybe he misheard.
But he doubts it. He just knows that it’s Suguru. He doesn’t know what Suguru is up to, but
he knows that Suguru is up to no good.

And it doesn’t let him sleep. He’s trying to find out when you have the date so he can ruin it.
Moreover, now that Suguru definitely knows who you are, his relationship with Leiko is
pointless. So he’ll end things with Leiko as soon as possible and then– He doesn’t know what
he’s going to do with Suguru nor you for a matter of fact. But he’ll figure it out eventually.

Right now, Satoru’s main focus is to stop your date. Or at the very least, ruin it.

So he’s trying to figure out when you have your date, and he hates doing this, but he’s
following you around. You’re barely going out as a six-month-old jobless pregnant woman,
but you do go out for a moment to get some food since you’re not in a cooking mood. You’re
getting too much food for one person, and he wonders why until he remembers that Kaya is
living with you. Apart from that, you don’t go out for the rest of the day.

That night you don’t go on a date. So he has to come the next day to watch you. You don’t go
on a date for a whole week– At least you don’t go out with anyone else. Satoru ignores work
calls and Leiko for a whole week, focusing completely on you. The man thinks it’s easier to
find Suguru and kill him than to wait around.

The eight night, he’s thinking about how the date just isn’t going to happen. You’ve backed
out. You definitely have at this point. He’ll just break it off with Leiko and try to receive your
forgiveness, while also figuring out what he wants to do with Suguru.

He receives a phone call when he’s about to go home, and to his surprise, it’s you. He quickly
picks it up, putting the phone to his ear, “Hello?”

“Hey, Satoru… Just haven’t heard from you in a while. Want to make sure you’re still alive.”
You say, and he mentally curses himself, knowing that he’s been unintentionally avoiding
you while keeping his eye on you. He pinches the bridge of his nose, a sigh escaping his lips,
making you think he’s annoyed with you.

“Yeah, I’ve just been busy. I’ll stop by tomorrow with some items for the baby and–” He
sounds irritated over the phone, even though he isn’t– Maybe at himself but not at you. But
you certainly don’t know that.

“You know what? Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to come around since it’s such a
hassle. I’m going on a date tomorrow anyway.” You respond. He exhales, biting down his
bottom lip before a stupid smile comes to his lips. Of course you are. “Alright. See you.”
“Wait–” He begins but you hang up the phone on him. He bites down his lip before sighing in
frustration. Almost one week wasted, and your date is still happening.

You aren’t sure why you agreed to a date, maybe to piss off Gojo. But you dread getting
ready, wondering if you should show up. It’s best to just cancel, again, but you can’t risk
Kaya getting mad at you, again. Plus, it’ll be nice for you to go out with someone else that’s
not your best friend. You don’t necessarily have to date, maybe you’ll just make a friend.

You show up at the little restaurant that’s near your apartment, your eyes searching for the
man she showed you in pictures. Gauges, long black hair, nice face. You think you’re in the
wrong place or maybe too early, until your eyes finally land on him. He stands up, a big smile
appearing on his face.

You try to smile at him, but it comes off as insincere. But he doesn’t mind. You walk over to
the table he’s at and take a seat across from him. When you’re seated, he takes a seat again.
You feel awkward for sitting down so soon when he introduces himself, “I’m Suguru, it’s
nice to meet you.”

You introduce yourself as well. You’re definitely awkward at first, and he notices. So he tries
to get you to loosen up. He cracks a couple of jokes, however, you don’t laugh. After that
failed attempt he asks, “What do you do?”

“I’m a full-time student.” You answer, and his eyebrows raise. Of course you are, Satoru will
make sure the mother of his child is comfortable. You watch as he waves at the waiter to
walk over and take your order. You’ve barely looked at the menu though. You feel awkward
and mean to even think about dismissing the waiter, so instead you order the first thing on the
menu. “How about you?”

“I’m a cult leader.” He responds, and your eyebrows raise, your eyes clearly displaying
worry. Before he bursts into a laugh. You awkwardly laugh in response too, “Man, you don’t
seem to have a sense of humor.”

“That’s so mean to say… But you’re right. I’m just a tad bit nervous.” You confess. “I’ve just
been thinking about this… Isn’t it awkward for you? Are you actually comfortable with
this?”

“With what?” He plays dumb. He knows exactly what you’re talking about. You smile at him
and then shake your head. You begin to converse about something else, and you start to
loosen up. He actually makes dumb jokes that you laugh at.

Everything goes so well, until someone that you weren’t expecting approaches your table.
You find the father of your son staring right at your date, and you furrow your brows as you
look at Satoru. He doesn’t even care to acknowledge you while staring at Suguru. Suguru
looks at you and asks,

“Do you know who this is? Why is he here?” You glare at Satoru and you’re so tempted to
shake your head. But perhaps you’ll end up being friends with Suguru, and you don’t want
him to later find out about the fact that Satoru is,

“He’s the… Father of my baby.” You reveal, almost ashamed to admit it.

“Don’t act like a damn idiot, Suguru. You know who I am.” Satoru says, and you’re taken
back by the fact that Satoru knows who Suguru is. You only ever mentioned his name to the
man and that was over a week ago. However, Suguru doesn’t seem to know who Satoru is. “I
should’ve warned you. If you even try to touch her, I’ll kill you.”

Satoru doesn’t try to be discreet, and now there’s eyes on you. You feel your face get warm,
and you end up standing up. You can’t even look directly at Suguru as you mutter, “I’m so
sorry, I think we should go. I’ll ask Kaya for your number.”

You grab Satoru’s hand and try to drag him out of the restaurant, you don’t have to use much
force since the man complies. The moment you’re outside, you cross your arms and just glare
at him. You chew on the inside of your cheek, trying to decipher what the right words at this
moment are. “Satoru… I’m just so… Disappointed right now.”

“Let me hear about your feelings.” He responds. You take a deep breath before you answer.

“I’m just… Why can you have a girlfriend but when I have a date you come and ruin it? I
was starting to have fun with him, but you came and threatened to kill him in front of
everyone for no reason.” You argue.

“Don’t you think I’d have a reason? Do you think I would just threaten to kill him for no
apparent reason?” He questions and you slowly nod in response. It’s not like Satoru has given
you too many reasons to trust him. You can rely on him financially, but you have no other
reason to put your trust one hundred percent on him. “I know I haven’t handled things the
best way but… I’m asking you to trust me on this. Suguru is not your friend and if he wants
to get close to you, it’s to hurt me. And please trust me, the father of your child, over a mere
stranger.”

“I don’t even know what to say…” You shake your head disapprovingly. You pinch the
bridge of your nose before sighing. “I’ll trust you. But you have to tell me why. I can’t just
ignore him for the simple reason that you don’t like him.”

“It’s a really long story.” Satoru answers, and you roll your eyes. You begin to walk away, but
not back into the restaurant, “Won’t you just trust me?”

“I want to hear your reasoning. We have so much time to kill.” You respond. He follows
behind you as you walk back to your apartment, which isn’t too far away. “This baby isn’t
coming out yet, you think you can tell me between that time?”

“Why are you so mad? You two literally just met, it’s not like I ruined anything?” He
questions and you come to a stop. You turn to face him, clearly irritated with him.

“It’s not about Suguru. It’s about the fact that you can be all happy with Leiko, and what do I
do? Nothing. But the moment I go out on a date, you come to ruin it. Worst of all, you don’t
give me an explanation.” You tell him, and he sighs. “Or what? Do you not want your baby to
 have a stepfather? Do you just want me to stay single? You’re so crazy, you were just
encouraging me to go out with someone else–”

“I don’t want you to go out with him– And don’t even suggest him becoming the stepfather
of my son.” Satoru says, making you turn around and walk away again. “Plus, I’m breaking
up with Leiko.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it!”

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Satoru isn’t sure on how to properly break up with someone, so when he sits across from
Leiko. He rehearsed this a couple of times, and tried to prepare himself for every possible
situation. Whether she cried, or screamed, or even threatened him. She likes Satoru a lot, so
he doubts that she’ll handle the news too well.

“This is a really nice place… I feel underdressed.” Leiko comments as she looks around,
even though she isn’t close to being underdressed. She fits right into the crowd of people. But
maybe that’s why she feels underdressed because she’s used to standing out.

“You’re fine.” He says, looking through the menu. She begins to say something, but he isn’t
paying too much attention. He does catch the “You should pay me a compliment, I’m your
girlfriend y’know” but nothing else. She keeps talking and talking, and he hums in response
as he tries to figure out how to break up with her. When she mentions your name, he looks up
from the menu and then at her.

“How is she? Haven’t heard from her ever since we went out for dinner.” She asks. She tries
not to smirk, and Satoru notices. “I hope she didn’t feel threatened when I mentioned our
baby–”

“I don’t need you anymore.” He cuts her off, and her eyes widen. She furrows her eyebrows
before she slightly tilts her head to the side. She smiles, trying to play off her anger.

“What do you mean, baby?” She asks, and Satoru immediately knows what she’s planning
when she slowly raises her voice. She wants the whole place to go quiet for her to cause a
scene– To be the victim so he won’t break up with her. So he doesn’t go through the
embarrassment.

“I’m breaking up with you.” He responds before he stands up from his chair. “And if you
want to scream and cry in the middle of this place, that’s fine. Doesn’t change the fact that
we’re done.”

And just as he expected, she does begin to yell some lies into the air, causing a scene. But he
couldn’t care less as he walks away. He tunes her out, grabbing his phone to send you a text
message. You’ve been ignoring him ever since he crashed your date. He’ll head to your
apartment to talk, since he really wants to talk to you.

Maybe it’s time for him to explain the truth.

Just as expected, when Satoru knocks on the door, Kaya opens it. She crosses her arms as she
glares at Satoru. She leans against the doorframe and looks at Satoru up and down, “I’ll only
let you in if you’ve broken up with that girlfriend of yours.”

“Then I have some great news.” Satoru responds, pushing Kaya to the side. He knows that
she won’t get out of the way either way, so he might as well save himself the time. Kaya
stands dumbfounded, slowly blinking. But she doubts that Satoru is telling the truth. He
walks to your bedroom door, which is open, but empty. The bathroom door is open as well,
and you’re clearly not there. He walks to the living room and looks at Kaya, who walks back
in. “Where is she?”

“She stayed the night with her new boy toy.” Kaya answers as she takes a seat on the couch.
Satoru furrows his eyebrows, hoping that this boy toy isn’t Suguru. The date he crashed was
only a couple of days ago and he doubts that you’d stay the night with someone so fast– Or
maybe you would because you had just met when he knocked you up. But you wouldn’t do
that while pregnant… Would you?

“Getou?” He asks and she nods her head in response. She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.

“You know him, right? At least that’s what you said when you ruined her date.” She points
out, but Satoru doesn’t pay much attention to her. He has other thoughts in his head, other
thoughts that are more worrying. “You know… I don’t believe a word you say. You’re
probably still with–”

“Give me your phone.” He orders, interrupting her. She shakes her head. “Have you talked to
her? Give me your phone.”

“She’s been texting me.” She answers, which doesn’t help Satoru calm down. “Why do you
look like that? She’s fine.”

“You know anyone can send a message. What the fuck is she even doing over there still?
Look at the time.” He says, causing her to grab her phone and click on your number before
calling. She’s sure everything is fine. But you don’t pick up the phone, and that worries her.
“Is she not picking up the phone?”

“Probably busy.” She awkwardly chuckles before trying again. You don’t pick up the second
time, and she puts the phone down. She chews on the inside of her cheek before she shakes
her head, “She’ll call back in five minutes.”

“And if she doesn’t? Then will you finally give me your phone?”

“If she doesn’t, we’ll wait until tonight to go to the police–”

“She’s a pregnant woman, Kaya! I’m not wasting my fucking time. That’s the mother of my
child and I’m not going to wait around to check if she’s alive.” Satoru slightly raises his
voice, clearly irritated and worried. He extends his hand and holds his palm out. “Now give
me your phone and unlock it.”

“Why do you need my phone?” Kaya asks as she unlocks it and gives it to Satoru.
“I know that she shares her location with you. I just need to check that, nothing else.” He
answers as he looks through her phone to find the app that shows your location.

“Does she not share her– Dumb question, nevermind.” She responds. He finally finds your
location, and he dashes out the door. Kaya has no option but to run behind him. She grabs the
first pair of shoes she finds and holds them while she tries to catch up to Satoru. When she
gets to the passenger door of his car, she tries to open the door but it’s locked.

“It’s best if you stay here.” He tells her, but she still attempts to open the door. Satoru ignores
it, even when she says,

“C’mon, she’s my best friend.”

“You should’ve thought about that when you told me to wait till tonight. You’ll just slow me
down. I’ll bring your phone back tonight.” Satoru says as he turns on the car. He closes the
door and even though Kaya still holds the car door handle, he begins to back away. She lets
go and just watches as Satoru leaves. Maybe he’s right, it’s best if she just stays. She’ll just
slow him down. She isn’t too sure if she can trust Satoru though.

But he took her phone, and she isn’t walking all the way to Daisuke’s apartment, so she has
no other option but to trust him. You’re carrying his baby so she hopes that means something
to him. She’s overthinking, he’s going after you because he’s worried about you, not to cause
you any harm.

She walks back to the apartment, the worst still flooding her mind.

A pungent smell fills your nostrils, and it makes you open your eyes. Your eyes land on the
ceiling, and it looks unfamiliar– You don’t remember falling asleep. You had a date with
Suguru, you had fun talking to him, and you realized how nice it was to talk to him. He
invited you back to his place but you declined. You remember walking home and then
nothing after that.

“You’re finally awake.” You hear his voice, and you lift your head. You see Suguru, and your
eyebrows furrow. Your legs are tied together while your hands are tied to the bedposts.
There’s nothing you can do to get out of the restraints, the ropes around your wrists too tight.
Your eyes wander around the messy room, there’s dry blood on the walls, and you begin to
worry– For how long have you been out? Is that your blood?

“Suguru–” You say, and he brings a glass of water up to your lips. His hand goes under your
chin and he tilts your head up. You want to refuse the water but you’re too thirsty to refuse.

“Good girl.” He responds when there’s not a single drop of water left. He puts the glass down
on a nightstand that’s next to you before he takes a seat on the edge of the bed.

“What are you doing?” You ask, trying your best to remain calm in the situation, even though
tears well up your eyes. You feel as if your heart is about to beat out of your chest, and your
 stomach is churning. You’re about to puke, but you try to hold it back. “Is this about Satoru?!
Let me go! He’ll immediately know it’s you and he’ll call the police!”

He chuckles. He stands up and he stares down at you, one hand going under your chin to
move your head. He licks his lips before he disapprovingly shakes his head, “Satoru picked
such a dumb woman to become the mother of his child. For some reason I expected better
from him.”

“What do you mean?” You respond. “How do you know Satoru? What do you want from
me?”

“You’re awfully curious.” Suguru comments. “I killed my parents in this very room. We’re in
my old house… You’d be the next victim if it weren’t for–” He smiles as he puts his hand on
your bump, and you feel the water going back up your throat but you can control yourself.
“We’ll wait for the baby to get here first.”

“What– Please don’t–”

“I don’t want to hear it. The last sound you’ll hear is your baby’s first cries… Unless…” He
begins, and your ears perk up. You patiently wait for him to respond, “Satoru joins me. I’ll
spare your life if he joins me. That is, if he finds me before the baby is born. When your baby
is born, I’ll use them as leverage.”

“Join you? With what?” You ask. Every word that rolls off his tongue leaves you more and
more confused. You’re not understanding anything, but maybe your hunger has to do with
this.

“You’re a dumb girl, you wouldn’t understand.” Suguru says, his voice so sweet yet so mean
at the same time. Your hands try to break free from its confinements, but it’s to no success.
He laughs at the pathetic attempt. He pulls out your phone from his pocket. “Your friend is
annoying. She keeps calling and texting– And Satoru too… He really cares about you. But
they’re annoying.”

“He’ll find me soon!” You claim and he hums in agreement.

“That’s why we’re leaving. I have no intention of keeping you alive.”

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Satoru tries to think of where you can possibly be. Where did Suguru possibly take you? He
recognized the phone’s location, and it was Suguru’s parents’ house. He parked the car to
warp there, and when he appears in Suguru’s room, it’s empty. He exits the room and looks
around the house, inspecting every corner. His heart races and it feels as if it’s about to beat
out of his chest. He’s scared of what he’ll find– He swears that he’ll kill Suguru when he sees
him. Get you somewhere safe and then kill Suguru.

He finds your phone, however, it’s just that. There’s nothing nearby that can trace back to you
either, other than your phone. He warps back to his car before continuing his search, and he
takes your phone since it can help him. He’s brainstorming all the possible places that Suguru
has taken you, and he also realizes that he has to explain everything to Kaya.

He doesn’t know how he’ll explain everything to her while also telling her to not involve the
police. But he doesn’t worry too much about that, he’s mainly worried about your wellbeing
and your baby. He has to take deep breaths to calm himself down as he thinks of his next
move.

He has to find you before the baby is born, he just isn’t sure if he can search every part of the
world in due time. But he has to find you before Suguru does anything to you– Once the baby
is born, your life hangs on by a thread; it hangs on by a thread now, he should rather say that
once your baby is born, your life is over. Unless Suguru has other plans, which is also
concerning.

But he’ll find you fast enough, he will. He’ll make sure of it. Even if it’s the last thing he
does.

Everyday you patiently wait for Satoru to come around and rescue you. Suguru took you to
the middle of nowhere to live, at least that’s what it feels like. Suguru lets you free, no
restraints because you’re just too far away to get help from anyone else. Even at night, there’s
someone always awake watching you, and the small house you’re in doesn’t muffle any
sounds.

You learned that Suguru has two daughters– Not biological, they’re like Megumi and
Tsumiki. Children that he decided to help. They’re helping him out, although you doubt that
they know what they’re helping with.

You’re not sure exactly how much time has passed by– Suguru drugged you before taking
you elsewhere, and since then you haven’t been able to keep track of time that well. You’re
sure that at least six weeks have passed though. Each minute that passes, you’re closer to
giving birth, and each minute that you spend here, you’re closer to your death.
Suguru wasn’t joking, he was pretty serious. You’re sure of it. There’s no reason why he’d
keep you for so long. And each moment that happens, every small pain, can suggest the end
of your life and you’re extremely anxious.

“Dinner is ready.” There’s a knock on the door of your room, and you feel the same nausea
that you had every single day for the first trimester of your pregnancy. He usually wants you
to accompany him during dinner, but you refuse. You wait till he’s asleep to eat something, or
until he’s not in the mood to accompany you.

You hold your breath until you know that there’s no one by your door. Your back lays down
on the uncomfortable bed, staring at the ceiling. Each second you spend thinking about a way
to escape, you work yourself up, get confident for around an hour and so, and then come
crashing down. You can’t escape. You can barely keep yourself up for a couple minutes,
running away would certainly be too difficult. You have nothing to do so imagining breaking
free is the only thought that entertains you.

The door opens, and you lift your head to find Suguru there. He holds a tray with your food,
which is a weird gesture, but you can’t exactly complain about it. You do wonder why he
decides to walk into the room to bring you food, usually he lets it sit.

“You know exercising can help you induce labor.” Is the first thing he says when he steps into
the room. Of course he does, he wants to get rid of you as fast as possible. You sit up and you
take the tray for him. You don’t say anything. You never do. “The twins are sick so don’t be
too loud tonight. No one wants to hear your crying.”

“Maybe if you let me–” You begin, and he knows exactly what you’ll say so he cuts you off.

“We’re going out tomorrow, you have to take a breath of fresh air. Enjoy nature before it’s
too late.” He interrupts. You inhale and gulp. When he exits the room, you have to put the
tray down elsewhere because you have no appetite.

This is all happening because you wanted to get back at Satoru. He warned you. You just
assumed that he was jealous which is foolish of you.

Suguru takes you to the town that’s near the house which is almost an hour away. He tells you
that he’ll buy you a dress because the only clothes you have barely fit you anymore; he’ll
then take you out to eat, the last time you’ll ever go to a restaurant.

“Be out in fifteen minutes, we’ll meet you here.” Suguru says while the twins try to drag him
somewhere else, and you end up nodding in response. You walk into the small shop to look
for a dress that fits, which feels impossible. Especially with the little money Suguru gave
you.

There’s an older woman that walks around, most likely the owner of the shop. She smiles at
you and you smile back at her. You get an idea as you walk over to her and you feel your legs
trembling. Your voice is shaky as you speak up, “Excuse me… Do you have a phone I can
use?”
She furrows her eyebrows but ends up agreeing before she passes her flip phone. You think
of a number to dial, and you curse yourself for not having any numbers memorized but your
own– No one has your phone. Suguru left it there, in the first house he took you. But your
thumbs still input the numbers.

You bring it up to your ear and you’re discouraged with every ring. And just as you’re about
to hang up the phone, someone picks it up. You feel so relieved to hear his voice, you’ve
been waiting to hear it for weeks, and you almost burst into a cry when you hear it,

“Hello?”

“Satoru– Satoru, it’s me. Listen, I don’t have long but I’m with Suguru, we’re in–” You
begin, your voice low as you speak so the woman or anyone else in the store can hear, but
you have to stop because you don’t know where you’re at. You have no idea. You ask the old
lady where you’re at, and you relay the message to the man that’s on the other side of the
phone. “If not, I’m in a small house an hour away. Please find me in time– If you don’t…
Please take care of our son.”

Before he can say anything else, you hang up the phone. You can’t risk Suguru walking in
and seeing you on the phone. You give it back to the lady and begin to look for the dress. You
begin to look for something your size.

Without noticing, the fifteen minutes go by and Suguru steps into the store. His eyes
immediately land on you and he grabs your arm. He squeezes and then whispers, “I told you
fifteen minutes, didn’t I?”

“Well, I don’t have a watch. Plus nothing here seems to fit.” You respond. “Just give me a
few more minutes.”

“I told you fifteen minutes, didn’t I? Why would I give you more time? Give me a reason.”

“I’ll cause a scene.” You reply. “It’s just a fucking dress, give me some more time.”

“Why couldn’t you find one in fifteen minutes?” He asks, and you bite down on your lip.
Maybe because you’re only thinking about Satoru, hoping that he’ll save you in due time.
Hoping that he cares enough about you to look for you. So you begin to cry, causing the
scene that you promised.

“I’m so big, nothing fits!” You claim, and Suguru is almost embarrassed. The old lady looks
at him and he sheepishly smiles before saying,

“Pregnancy hormones.”

And while he hopes to calm you down, the little bell that indicates that someone is in the
shop, rings. You both look at it, and while you were praying for salvation, you didn’t expect it
to come so soon. Suguru’s plan was almost perfect, except that he left you alone while
shopping. He couldn’t take his eyes off you for a single moment.
 “Step away from her, Suguru.” Satoru says, causing Suguru's grip to get stronger. He comes
at the right time, and you wonder how he got here so fast but at this moment you don’t care.
You dig your long nails into his hand and Suguru removes his hand as a reflex which allows
you to break from his side. Maybe not being taken care of for weeks isn’t too bad– At least
not in this situation. You run to Satoru’s side, and he grabs your hand. You squeeze his hand a
little stronger than you intend as you feel a sharp pain on your lower abdomen for a minute.

You’re about to let go of Satoru but he pulls you in, and in a blink, you’re elsewhere.

“Satoru…” You say as you look around. You’re on the outskirts of a completely different city.
This feels like a dream, a fucked up one at that. “Where are we?”

“I have to explain a lot but… I have to go take care of Suguru. Ijichi will take care of you
while I do that, okay?”

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“Please don’t go.” You’re on the verge of tears as you hug Satoru. You don’t understand
anything that’s happening but you’re vulnerable, the last thing you need is to be left alone
with a complete stranger. Satoru can protect you, you need him by your side. “Please don’t
leave me now, Satoru.”

“I’ll be back so fast. I promise. I’ll leave you with someone I trust for a little bit. I’ll be back
in no time, and then we’ll get you checked up and go home.” Satoru responds as he hugs you
back. He wants nothing but to hold you right now, being worried sick is an understatement.
He had no idea where else to look, and he couldn’t eat or sleep just thinking about you and
his baby. But he has to take care of Suguru because he can’t let this happen again. He kisses
the top of your head, “I promise I’ll be back so fast. Ijichi will take good care of you. Eat
something, relax. He has my number if anything happens.”

“Please, Satoru.” Tears stream down your eyes and he wipes them away. He cups your face
before pecking your lips. Maybe he isn’t so sure about what he feels, but he knows that he
wasn’t worried sick just because you’re pregnant with his baby. He genuinely cares so much
about you and maybe… Maybe his care is a deeper sentiment than he thought. He watches as
you cry and it brings tears to his eyes as well. He takes off his shades and puts them into his
pocket.

“I was worried sick about you. I didn’t know where else to look, I was running out of places.
I knew I was running out of time… I knew he wouldn’t harm our baby but… You, I knew he
would do something to you.” He begins to cry with you before he pecks your lips. “I have to
do something about him, I promise I’ll be right back.”

He walks you to his friend, and introduces you two before he disappears just like that. You’re
not understanding anything but you’re not caring about that at all. You feel that same pain
from earlier which makes you moan in pain… And right now you’re focused on it because
there’s nothing else going around you. Satoru’s friend opens the backseat door for you and
you enter because at this point you have nothing to do. You’re in pain and you need to take a
seat. It passes after almost a minute.

“Are you hungry? We can eat something while we wait for him.” Ijichi asks, and you shake
your head. Suguru forced some food down your throat before going out since he didn’t want
you to eat too much at the restaurant. The last thing you are is hungry, especially since for
some reason you can’t fathom eating in this heat. You’re hot and sweaty. “Is there anything I
can do for you?”

You’re still crying because of everything going on. You’re processing everything that has
happened the past six weeks and it’s all so much; you’re glad that right now you’re okay and
you know that Satoru will protect you, but with each minute that passes, your priority shifts.
At first you try to dismiss the pain but it’s so hard to. When you moan in pain again, Ijichi
asks, “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

“I’m just having some contractions…” You mutter, trying to play it off as if it isn’t a big deal.
He doesn’t realize that it’s a big deal until he actually processes it. His eyes widen and he
begins to stutter, unsure of what to say or do. He wasn’t trained for this situation. “It’s fine…
Nothing too big. I’ve been having them since this morning. Nothing too painful.”

You attempt to play it off but you’re not sure for how long you’ll be able to, it was
uncomfortable before but now it’s getting more and more painful.

“Um– Maybe I should call–” He begins but you cut him off.

“So what do you do, Ijichi? Better yet, what does Satoru do?” You ask, because clearly what
you’ve been told has all been a lie. You’re curious to know what the father of your baby does
before the baby is born– And it feels like the baby wants to get out very soon. “C’mon,
entertain me.”

“Well… I’m sort of like a chauffeur… And Gojo is–” He begins and you moan in pain again.
You apologize and tell him to continue. You really need to know what Satoru does. “Are you
okay–”

“Just tell me what he does!” You raise your voice again, and you would’ve felt bad if it were
at any other moment, but not now.

“He’s a jujutsu sorcerer.” Ijichi answers, and you furrow your eyebrows before you shake
your head. What Ijichi said has to be some kind of joke because you had no idea what he’s
talking about. What the fuck is a jujutsu sorcerer?

“What the fuck is that? Are you fucking with me?” You’re clearly irritated and he can tell by
the tone of your voice. Not only that but also by the way you look at him. “God, can’t believe
I’ve been gone for over a month and you’re fucking with me. I know that we don’t know
each other but–”

“I’m telling the truth, you just wouldn’t understand.” Ijichi responds, and you roll your eyes.
You stand up, your eyes looking around for a bathroom somewhere. You’re in the middle of
nowhere.

“How close is the nearest bathroom?” You ask. He’s about to answer about how far away you
are from any civilization but just as he opens his mouth, he watches your eyes widen and
your jaw drop. He looks down and he sees a liquid that streams down your legs.

“Did you pee yourself?” He questions until it hits him. He pulls out his phone to call Satoru.
“Get in the car, I’ll get you to the nearest hospital.”

“Yeah…” You respond as you get into the backseat. Ijichi gets into the driver’s seat, dialing a
couple of times before he finally gets a hold of Satoru. Before Satoru can say anything, Ijichi
says,
“We’re going to the hospital. Her water broke.”

As much as Satoru would’ve loved to end Suguru’s life right then and there, before he could
finish the job, he got Ijichi’s call. Suguru certainly got his warning though, covered in his
own blood and barely able to breathe; Satoru didn’t even bother using cursed techniques as
he beat the living crap out of Suguru. His rage was enough to protect him and fight Suguru.
He isn’t so sure if Suguru will keep on breathing, but Satoru is sure that some fool will try to
take care of him.

Satoru doesn’t think about Suguru for too long though, he has other priorities– Like the fact
that he’s becoming a father soon. And by that he means in a day or less. He gets to the
hospital that you’re at, and checks in before he can finally go to your room. You’re laying
down on the bed, watching TV as if everything is okay. Ijichi is sitting in the corner of the
room, his arms crossed as he focuses on what you put on the TV.

“I’m here.” Satoru announces since you two are so focused on the TV that you haven’t
noticed him walk into the room. Satoru smiles as he walks over to you. He kisses your
forehead before he says, “I assume you got the drugs.”

“I did.” You answer. You look at him for a moment. His face looks fine but you look down to
see the bloodied knuckles. You look up back at him. “I’m waiting for an explanation.”

“Ijichi, leave and call her parents. Tell them that she’s safe and in the hospital. Then call
Kaya.” Satoru orders and Ijichi ends up standing up and walking out of the room. You mute
the TV and watch as Satoru takes a seat in the same spot that Ijichi was once before. He takes
a deep breath, trying to figure out how he’ll say what he has to say. He isn’t sure if it’s the
right moment to say everything… But it’s better to do it now than when the baby is here. “So
I… Don’t actually have a corporate job.”

“Yeah, no shit. What do you actually do? Your little friend told me something absurd.” You
respond, clearly annoyed. You’re not in the mood to hear anything idiotic– In fact, you’re not
in the mood for anything considering you’ll be pushing a baby out of your body soon enough.

“What was it?” He asks, curious to hear what lie Ijichi came up with… Or maybe he just told
the truth.

“Jujutsu sorcerer.” You tell him, and he bites down his lip. He isn’t sure how he’s going to
explain it, but he has to tell you the truth about him and his job. Before he opens his mouth to
speak, he chuckles. “What’s so funny?”

“He’s not… Lying. I am a jujutsu sorcerer.” He says, and you furrow your brows. It has to be
some sort of joke but before you can claim that he’s a liar, you’ll ask for some sort of
explanation.

“What is that?” You question. He can’t look straight at you. He has to look around you–
Somewhere else because the thought of explaining this to you is so embarrassing. He deeply
cares about you but right at this moment he really wishes that he would’ve gotten someone
that can see curses pregnant.

“Well… I fight to defeat cursed spirits and stuff. It doesn’t make much sense unless you can
see them, but you can’t.” He tries to explain but you certainly don’t believe it. Most people
don’t believe things that they can’t see, and you certainly can’t see curses. However, you try
to understand. He may be telling the truth… But he could also be insane or a pathological
liar. Either way, he’ll be in your life for your remaining years because in a few hours, you’ll
officially have a child together.

“So are you like… a wizard? I’m sorry, this is all so confusing… and so crazy…” You
respond, trying your best to wrap your head around the situation. “I have no idea if you’re
telling the truth either.”

“There’s no way that I can show you right now. But I promise I’m telling the truth… For the
first time, I am.” He claims, and you end up sighing. You’re about to unmute the TV but first
you have to ask,

“Do my parents know about this? Kaya?” You ask, wondering if they’ve been told the same
foolish story.

“They do…” Satoru begins before he takes a deep breath. “I did appear from thin Earth to
save you, didn’t I? Shouldn’t that be enough?”

“I don’t know… This is all too much right now, Satoru. Nothing is making sense right now…
I do want an explanation but something I understand.” You tell him. “I still want to hear who
Suguru is though…”

“So Suguru is…”

After he explains everything to you, you ask him to give you a minute. You’re upset that he
kept so much from you but you also need a moment to yourself for before you’re not able to
any longer. So Satoru sits in the cafeteria of the hospital, just listening to the gossip that
everyone says. It soothes him, considering he’s panicking since he’s almost a father. Most of
the gossip is too dramatic for his liking– Only thing he found funny was hearing how a nurse
blew up a microwave in the breakroom which earned a low chuckle from him.

Ijichi tries to approach him, but Satoru dismisses him. Satoru doesn’t know for how long he’s
sat down in the cafeteria, he just sees people walk by, completely losing track of time. Until
Ijichi approaches him again, “It’s time.”

“Huh?” Satoru furrows his brows as he looks up at Ijichi. Then it hits him. Satoru bolts out of
his chair, and he runs to the delivery room to be by your side. His mind is hazy as it all
happens. You’re squeezing his hand so hard, screaming.

He’s really out of it. He isn’t processing what’s happening. Time feels so slow yet so fast.
God, he knew this day would come but just not today. He just got you back, and here you are.
 He’s blocking out what the doctor says, and it must be important but Satoru is just so out of
it.

He’s out of it until he hears it– His son’s first cries. The biggest smile comes to his lips, as
tears flood his eyes. They begin to stream down his cheeks as he hears the cries. He cuts the
umbilical cord and he tries to get a good look at his son, but the tears that cover his vision
make it hard to. He just can’t believe it.

He’s officially a father.

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Satoru is in disbelief as he holds his son for the first time– Tears stream down his face as he
looks at the cute little face. He’s just the cutest human ever, and he hasn’t been here for a full
day. God, he’s crying even more because his baby won’t be this small again. He doesn’t want
to let go of his baby. He’ll forever remember this day, June 26.

“Can I hold him, Satoru?” You can’t believe that you have to ask to hold your own son.
Satoru only let you hold him to feed him, and it’s irritating; sure, there will be times that you
will be begging for someone else to hold him, but today is not one of those moments. He just
got here. He isn’t paying any attention to you, and you have to slightly raise your voice,
“Satoru!”

“Huh?” He asks, finally looking up from his baby. You have to ask him again,

“Can I please hold my baby?” Satoru hesitantly nods before standing up and handing you the
baby. You can’t believe that you have to ask him to hold the baby that just came out of you.
He gives you the baby, and you stare at him in awe. You’ve been anticipating this moment for
what feels like an eternity, and he’s finally in your arms. Any pain is worth it– At least in this
moment, you know that bleeding for a month straight will change your mind.

“We need a name for him.” He says, and you hum in response. You’ve had time to think of
baby names, but your mind has been too busy with your possible death. Holding your baby in
your arms makes you realize that you’ve missed out on so many fun activities that would
make pregnancy better. But it’s fine, as long as you have your little baby. “Do you have any?”

“I don’t.” You answer. Satoru bites down on his lip, thinking of the perfect name. A name
that’ll follow him for the rest of his life. Satoru tries to think of the perfect name, but that’s
just so hard to pick now. The baby doesn’t have any sort of personality yet; he’s only been
alive for a couple of hours. “Do you have any in mind?”

“I don’t either.” He confesses. And he tries to think of names, but none come up in his mind.
A smile comes on his lips, and he jokes, “How about Satoru Jr.?”

“God, that name is awful–” And just as you say that, the door to your room opens and you
watch as your parents walk through the door. They’re quick to go to your side to finally be
next to you after everything that has happened. Oh– And to finally meet their precious
grandson.

“Your baby boy.” Your mom comments, her voice breaking as she sees the baby. Although
she doesn’t want to say how she’s more excited to see you again, rather than meeting her
grandson. Both are big events, but for the past six weeks, she’s been more worried about your
wellbeing. Same is for your father. She pushes the hairs away from your face and asks, “Are
you okay, baby? Is everything alright? I’ve been worried sick.”
You talk to them, avoiding sharing many details because you don’t want to think too much
about everything that has happened. They fawn over their grandson, and Satoru smiles as he
watches you four. Your parents argue on who gets to hold the baby first, and in the end, your
mother wins. She sanitizes her hands before she picks up her grandson, putting on a baby
voice as she talks to him.

“Have you two thought of a name?” Your father asks, and you shake your head. You have to
name him because you can’t call him your baby boy for months on end until you finally pick
the name. The baby begins to cry, and you hear your mother coo at him before she hands him
back to you. You waste no time in feeding him. Meanwhile, your father asks, “How much
does he weigh?”

“Seven pounds six ounces.” Satoru answers without missing a beat. The door opens again,
and you look up from your baby to look at Kaya who walks in through the door. The biggest
grin comes to your face and she smiles back as she walks in with a teddy bear, flowers, and a
balloon. Satoru takes it from her, thanking her and although she wants to make a snarky
remark, one that highlights her weird relationship with Satoru, she bites her tongue.

“Congratulations.” Kaya awkwardly smiles at Satoru before she walks to your side. She
kisses your cheek before saying, “I’m so glad you’re okay. And look what you surprised us
with.”

“You know I have to make a dramatic entry.” You joke, causing her to laugh. You haven’t
been this happy in a long time. This truly is the greatest day of your life.

“So what name have you guys picked?” Kaya asks, only to receive the same answer that your
parents got. It makes her say, “Please don’t make him a junior.”

“He’s not becoming a junior.” You assure her, and it makes Satoru roll his eyes. Well, he was
definitely joking but he doesn’t like hearing it from Kaya.

“I think this is the first time I see you without your shades. You have some freaky eyes.”
Kaya tells Satoru, and he rolls his eyes once again. She then looks at your baby, “Please
check that your son doesn’t have the same eyes.”

“Kaya, aren’t you being a bit rude?” Your mother interrupts, and Satoru holds back a smirk.
As if his sister got in trouble for making fun of him.

“Oh c’mon, look at them.” Kaya responds, and your mother rolls her eyes. When your baby
unlatches, Satoru takes him from your hands and takes a seat, grabbing the burp cloth and
throwing it over his shoulder before he begins to burp him. He just wants to do everything for
his little one.

“Is your family coming, Satoru?” Your father asks, changing the topic, and you’d almost feel
embarrassed because Satoru’s parents don’t have an idea, but you’re so focused on the fact
that you just had a baby.

“They’ll meet him when we’re back home. They can be a little too much.” Satoru answers.
“Seiji is a cute name.” Kaya brings up, and a smile comes to your lips.

“That’s the perfect name!” You exclaim. Since Satoru has no other name in mind, and the
name sounds good enough, he agrees.

“That’s better than Snoopy.” Satoru comments, making some brows raise except yours.
Before anyone can ask, Satoru shares, “Ten minutes after he was born, she suggested the
name.”

“Let’s not talk about that.” You’re quick to say. “God, I can’t wait to leave and go home. I
hate it here.”

“I have so much planned for us when you’re back home.” Kaya says. “We have to do the
baby shower–”

“Baby shower? You know that’s supposed to happen before the baby is born.” You point out.

“I don’t see the harm in having one. Even if it’s a month or two too late.” Satoru says. It’d be
a fun event too, and like that everyone can meet the baby instead of having people coming in
and out of the house daily. “Just wait a couple of months.”

“You can always do a baby shower for the next baby.” Your father suggests, and you look
absolutely mortified.

“I’m not having any more kids. Seiji will be my first and last one. I’m not putting myself
through that pain again– Let’s not even mention I didn’t have any complications.” You
respond. They stay quiet, just listening to Satoru pat his son’s back and the occasional burp
until there’s not more. Satoru stops, and just focuses on holding his baby again. He’s so
engrossed by the cute little nose, his cute little eyes– And he yawns, Seiji fucking yawns and
Satoru’s eyes well up with tears again. He’s waited so long for this.

“Well are we going to hold the baby or will you just keep hoarding him?” Kaya speaks up,
making you laugh,

“He’s been doing it the entire time. He just lets me hold him to feed him.” You share, making
your parents laugh, however, Kaya has a different reaction.

“Well, he’s my son so I have the right to hold him.” Satoru argues. Satoru just didn’t know he
could love a tiny human so much. Satoru could’ve died earlier when the baby had his hand
wrapped around Satoru’s finger.

“You didn’t do any of the work, she carried him for nine months!” Kaya defends you.

“Yeah, because she carried him for nine months I should get to hold him for now.” Satoru
says as he looks for Seiji’s blue pacifier. When he finds it, he puts it in the baby’s mouth.
“Are you guys staying for long? It’s getting late.”

“We’re going back to the hotel soon.” Your mother says. She walks over to you and kisses
your forehead, “We’ll be back tomorrow morning.”
 Your parents say their goodbyes, dragging Kaya out with them. They promise they’ll be back
by the morning. When they’re gone, Satoru walks back to you and hands you the baby,
kissing the tip of your nose, “He’s just the cutest.”

“He is.” You respond, smiling down at your son. “Seiji. That’s the perfect name.”

“It is.” Satoru has to agree. He then pecks your lips, “Thank you.”

He feels this heavy weight in his chest, a foolish smile on his lips as he looks at you– He
can’t blame the smile on his son because just looking at the baby makes him burst into tears.
It’s unusual for him to cry, but then again, this is a life changing moment and he just can’t
contain the tears. But this feeling is different, and he’s sure what it is, he just doesn’t know if
it’s the right moment to tell you… He doesn’t want you to think that it’s just because you
gave birth to his son. He wants you to know that even if Seiji wasn’t here, he’d still–

“He has a head full of white hair, he’s already your twin.” You tell him, and he chuckles
before correcting you,

“He’s bald.”

“Hmm… I do hope that I saw wrong because I’m going to be mad if my only kid looks just
like you.” You tell him.

“I want him to be my twin. He’ll be my only kid too.” Satoru responds, making you roll your
eyes.

“You can procreate with someone else, it won’t hurt you one bit.” You remind him, and he
shakes his head. You furrow your brows before you ask him, “What do you mean by that?”

He takes the baby from your hands and puts him down in the bassinet. God, he almost feels
guilty for putting his baby down instead of holding him the entire time. He just had to talk to
you for a moment. He deeply inhales, and he feels extremely nervous because he just doesn’t
know how to start it off. He just had a baby and he’s feeling nervous about this. He grabs
your hand before opening his mouth,

“I have to tell you something, and I don’t want you to think that it’s because we just had a
baby. Even if Seiji wasn’t a factor, this would still happen.” He begins and you’re out of it.
You have no idea what he’s talking about, until the words finally leave his mouth, “I love
you.”

“Huh?” You can’t believe your ears. You were expecting your baby to be the biggest surprise
of the month, and somehow his dad outshined him. He grabs your hand, and puts it to his
chest. You feel how it feels as if it’s about to beat out of his chest, the same way that your
heart beats. You end up smiling at him as he repeats,

“I love you.”

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Satoru finally doesn’t cry when he looks at his son. It only took him a month of looking at the
baby to get used to it. Satoru just didn’t think he could love someone so tiny so much. To
think that he’d die for someone that has been alive for a month is baffling, a year ago he
wouldn’t have believed it. Satoru hates the fact that he has to work since he can’t have his
baby in his arms at all times.

Both of you are getting adjusted to parenthood– You thought it’d be harder. While it is
extremely hard, you have Satoru by your side at all times, and he takes over a lot of the
duties. He insists that you rest, and you always take advantage of the opportunity. While you
love your baby more than anything, you find yourself more exhausted than ever. Luckily,
apart from Satoru, your parents stay with you for a month, as well as Kaya.

You were cramped in the apartment for a month, your parents in the spare bedroom, Satoru
staying with you in your room (which he won’t leave even after they left, and you don’t have
the energy to send him back to the other room), and Kaya in the living room. While you
wanted to invite Tsumiki and Megumi to meet the baby, you’ve been so busy and occupied
that inviting them over would be too overwhelming. You’ve tried to ask Satoru if they can
move in with you, now more than ever you cry at the thought that the two kids live by
themselves, even if you know that they can take care of themselves and that Satoru checks up
on them daily.

Luckily everyone is back at their own place within a month, although it feels weird to be left
alone with your baby. At first you’re absolutely terrified because you’ve had help the past
month, but when you’re alone with him, you realize how calm he is. Seiji sleeps the majority
of the day that sometimes you have to wake him to feed him, and to do some tummy time
with him.

“Oh my sweet baby,” You coo when Seiji begins to cry during tummy time. You pick him up
and cuddle him. He’s just your sleepy little baby. The absolute cutest, even if he’s looking
just like his father. You smile as he yawns, “Is it time to go to bed, Seiji? Again? You don’t
let me have any fun with you. Bet if it was Satoru you’d be wide awake.”

You go to his nursery, sitting in the rocking chair and rocking back and forth with your baby.
One year ago you would’ve never guessed that you’d be here, rocking your baby back and
forth to get him to fall asleep. Your perfect little baby. You’re nearly in tears as you think
about how he’ll grow up and he’ll leave you and Satoru. He’s just falling asleep and you’re
thinking about how fast he’s growing– He’s starting to lift his head, he couldn’t do that last
week.

You’re also dozing off with Seiji, and before you completely fall asleep, you feel someone lift
him from your arms which causes your eyes to shoot open. A wave of relief washes over you
when you find Satoru. He kisses the top of your head, and smiles at you before he walks over
to put Seiji in his crib.

Ever since Satoru told you he loved you, he’s become more affectionate. He tells you that he
loves you almost daily because after what happened with Suguru he doesn’t want to ever risk
something happening to you and you not remembering how much he cares for you. But
nothing will ever happen to you, he’ll find you just in time.

“Let’s get you to bed.” Satoru says, and you shake your head as you get up from the rocking
chair. You yawn but you still say,

“I’m not tired.” You walk to the kitchen to get something to eat since your stomach is also
growling. Satoru follows behind you. It’s a good thing that he’s also hungry and that you
have a lot of leftover food in the fridge. You feel that Satoru is more clingy than ever, even
when Seiji takes most of his time. You don’t really mind it though.

“Has he been alright?” Satoru asks and you hum in response. He follows your every step as
you get some food out of the fridge. You have to stop moving to face him. You raise a brow
before speaking,

“Do you need anything? If you don’t, please take a seat. I need some space.” He ends up
nodding in response before walking to the dinner table and taking a seat. “Do you want
anything to eat?”

“Yeah… But I can get it. Don’t worry about it.” Satoru answers. He’s just watching your
every move as you heat up the food and then walk to the dinner table to eat. Instead of getting
up to heat up some food, he watches you eat. You have to stop eating a minute in. You wipe
your mouth with a napkin.

“Satoru, are you gonna eat? I don’t like being watched.” You tell him, and he mutters an
apology. He just doesn’t know what he’s doing with himself. He stands up to get something
for himself, and you continue eating. When he sits back down, you ask, “How are Tsumiki
and Megumi? When are they coming around?”

“I can pick them up later.” Satoru responds. Even though you’ve been home for a month, you
really haven’t done much. You have yet to meet Satoru’s parents too.

“How about… I mean we’re already sleeping in the same room, we have a spare room. How
about Megumi and Tsumiki move in with us?” You suggest, and Satoru nearly chokes on his
food. He hits his chest a couple of times with his fist before standing up to get himself a glass
of water. Before he can even argue with the idea, you point out, “If something happened to
us, you wouldn’t want Seiji to live alone, would you? Those kids are not old enough to live
by themselves.”

“Why–” He begins but then he stops himself. He wonders why you suddenly care so much,
when you found out you didn’t, but it hits him. He wouldn’t want Seiji to be left alone either,
even if someone were to check up on him once a day. “You’re right… We’d just have to get a
bigger space. There’s not enough space for five of us.”
“Right.” You answer. Once Satoru chugs the water, he rinses the glass then walks over to the
table once again to continue eating. As much as he loves hearing your voice, he wants you to
stop talking when you nearly make him choke again when you bring up, “And your parents.
When are Seiji and I meeting them?”

He has to get himself another glass of water. When the glass is empty and rinsed again, he
answers, “I’ll get in contact with them and try to set up a dinner in a week or so.”

“What do they like to eat?” You ask, and he shrugs in response.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll probably set it up at a restaurant or I can arrange it in the estate.
We have enough with Seiji, don’t worry about some dinner for my parents.” Satoru says, and
you slowly nod. You haven’t quite grasped the fact that Satoru is a sorcerer– And he’s
completely loaded. You’re still completely lost, and with everything, he hasn’t gotten the
chance to properly explain, or well, show you what it all means. You’re not quite sure if you
want to know what it means.

“Can we set the dinner up here?” You question, and he raises his eyebrows. He’s not sure
why you’d offer to cook, for as long as he’s known you (which isn’t very long if he’s being
honest) you haven’t been the type to cook much. It just catches Satoru off guard that you’d
offer to cook.

“I don’t think that’s a smart idea.” Satoru comments, which makes you purse your lips. “If
you’re worried about Seiji in a restaurant, we can always go to my parents.”

“I can just cook, Satoru.” Your tone is rather defensive when you speak. He decides that he’ll
drop the subject since you’re upset. He doesn’t want to worsen your mood by telling you how
difficult his parents are. You both finish eating in silence.

“I’ll go pick up the kids.” Satoru says when he’s finished eating, bringing his dishes to the
sink. He walks over to you and kisses your forehead, “I’ll be back really fast.”

“Okay.” You answer, trying your best to smile. It feels so hard to smile lately, the only person
you smile at is your baby. You’re just so overwhelmed lately that a smile feels like too much.

You hear the front door open and you rush out of your room to greet the kids. You hug both
Megumi and Tsumiki. It feels like forever since you last saw them, but they’re still
welcoming. Before you can ask them if they want to meet Seiji, you hear crying from the
nursery.

“I got it.” Satoru says, running to the nursery to get him. You focus on Megumi and Tsumiki.

“Do you two want something sweet? Satoru bought some cookies yesterday.” You tell them,
and they nod in response. You walk to the kitchen to get the treat. “How are you two? I
haven’t seen you in a while.”
They begin to tell you about their lives and how they’re doing. It’s mostly just school which
doesn’t surprise you. You give them the cookies, and they thank you. You walk to the couch
to take a seat, and just as you’re about to feel the cushion, you hear a yell from the nursery.

You rush to the room, your heart nearly beating out of your chest. And that’s when you find
Satoru– A very nasty scene that almost makes you puke. Only thing you note is that Satoru’s
white undershirt is now brown.

“What happened?” You ask.

“I was changing his diaper and–” Satoru is in utter disbelief. He has to shut his eyes and take
a deep breath. Right when he doesn’t have his infinity on. “He had to go potty. And for some
reason it’s– We have to go to the pediatrician, that shit is not normal.”

“I talked to her about it, don’t worry.” You inform him. You have to look away because the
sight is too much. “Go shower, I’ll take care of him.”

“Good.” Satoru rushes past you and you go to Seiji. You clean him up before you give him a
bath. You boop his nose, smiling at him before you put on a baby voice.

“Good job, baby.” You pick him up from the changing table, wrapping a towel around him
before you go to the empty bathroom and put him in the water. It’s risky to hold him while
you wait for the water to be just at the right temperature, but you’re not putting him in a
diaper just when he’s about to get a bath.

Megumi comes running to the bathroom, and Tsumiki walks behind him. They stand in the
door frame as you put your baby into the bath, kneeling down to bathe him. The younger of
the two asks “What are you doing?”

“Giving baby Seiji a bath. He had a little accident on ‘Toru.” You inform him, and Megumi
tilts his head. Both kids are curious as to what happened, but only Megumi is bold enough to
ask.

“What happened?”

“Seiji had to go potty while Satoru was changing his diaper.” You inform them, and it causes
Megumi to burst out laughing. Tsumiki doesn’t find it quite as funny, but she does chuckle.
You also have to hold back from laughing, although the scene was horrific. “Now, don’t
laugh at Satoru. He already feels shitty enough.”

It causes the kids to laugh, and you join them.

After Seiji’s bath, the kids are able to meet the baby properly. The baby looks as cute as ever
in a onesie that has a carrot print all over. He’s just the cutest little human but of course,
you’re biased since you’re his mother. When Megumi and Tsumiki are seated on the couch,
you let each one hold the baby for a minute– Well, Satoru does because even though his baby
did the most horrible thing imaginable, Satoru picks him up and holds him.
 “He’s so cute!” Tsumiki exclaims. You hum in agreement. Megumi shrugs.

“Guess he is.”

“Aw, are you jealous, Megs?” Satoru teases, holding back a smirk. Before Megumi can begin
to argue, you cut in because you’re not really in the mood to hear them bicker.

“What do you two think about moving in with us?” You ask. You have to ask the question
eventually, and each second that they’re alone makes you feel guiltier and guiltier. You were
already soft while pregnant, and ever since you’ve had Seiji, you’ve become completely
weak. You can’t help but have a guilty conscience when you know that two kids are alone in
such a dangerous world, and you have the possibility to protect them.

“That’s something we should discuss further.” Satoru mutters, but you’re not really listening.

“We have a spare room that you can take– You two would share rooms for a bit though.” You
tell them, completely disregarding Satoru but they’re not sure how to respond. Of course they
want to move in but… They’re just speechless. “You can take your time deciding, that room
is always available.”

Seiji begins to cry, and you know better than anyone what it means. You pick him up from
Satoru’s arms and you go to the nursery to feed him. It’s exhausting to do this every three
hours– Satoru has tried to help with leftover breastmilk, but Seiji won’t latch on unless it’s
direct from the source.

You might be extremely tired, but he’s just so perfect. You love him more than anything and
you’ll do anything for him. Your solo moment with your baby doesn’t last long though,
Satoru doesn’t waste time joining you two.

“The kids are joining us. They’ll move in next week.” Satoru informs you. He watches your
baby, which is kind of awkward, but you don’t say anything. He kisses the top of your head,
and you smile at him. “Thank you.”

“For what?” You ask.

“For him. He’s so perfect.”

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The apartment is completely chaotic when Megumi and Tsumiki move in. Satoru is the one
that handles everything. Packing everything up and unloading it into the spare bedroom. It’s a
bit hectic, making sure Megumi and Tsumiki feel comfortable in their new space. Also
dealing with a newborn baby as well.

Not only is all of this springing on you, but also the fact that you’re preparing to meet
Satoru’s parents. You begin to get ready, preparing a dinner that you hope they’ll like. Satoru
tries to get you to go out, but you use Seiji as an excuse. You don’t want to go out.

“Seiji’s crying.” Megumi announces, walking from the bedroom to the living room to drown
out the cries of the baby. Megumi adores Seiji but he absolutely hates the sound of the baby’s
cries.

“Yeah, thanks.” You respond, a bit annoyed because you can hear the baby screaming. But
Megumi doesn’t know any better, you know that. You’re trying your best to make sure
everything is perfect for this dinner, and it’s quite hard when you have a crying baby. “Satoru,
Seiji is screaming!”

“He left.” Tsumiki informs you, causing you to sigh as you put down the spoon that you hold.
You run to Seiji’s nursery and go to the crying baby. You undo his swaddle, and while you
usually smile at his big stretch, this time you’re too stressed about finishing everything up.

“Where the fuck is your father when you need him?” You ask the baby. You know Seiji needs
a bath, however, adding more things to do to your list is the last thing you need. You need a
bath too. You can’t help but kiss Seiji’s chubby cheeks before you pick him up from the crib
and walk out of the nursery. Walking to the living room, you watch as Satoru walks into the
front door with some bags. Today was the worst day for him to decide to go grocery
shopping. Satoru smiles at you, taking off his shades. “Take the baby. Give him a bath.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Satoru responds, putting the bags down on the kitchen counter before taking
Seiji from your arms. Satoru sniffs the baby head before he presses a kiss on it. “My sweet
baby.”

You go back to the kitchen to continue the dinner, and while you’re focused on assembling
the food, you fail to notice Tsumiki coming to your side. You’re startled when she opens her
mouth, “Do you need any help?”

“No, baby, go play with your dolls.” You tell her, looking down at her. She looks a bit
confused, and you pat the top of her head before smiling at her, “I got this, honey. Go play
with your brother.”
“Are you sure?” She asks, and you hum in response. She walks away and you try your best to
finish assembling the dish before you finally are able to pop it into the oven. You’re about to
rush to the other bathroom to take a shower, knowing that Satoru’s parents will get here soon,
but you hear the doorbell ring.

“Satoru, can you answer the door!” You yell, not wanting to greet his parents while you’re
like this. You’re a complete mess, and even you feel like the word doesn’t begin to cover it.
Your shirt is stained with milk, baby spit, tomato sauce– You can’t even keep up with the
stains on your shirt. You know Satoru is still busy bathing Seiji, so you have no option but to
walk out of the bathroom, picking a clean shirt and changing out as fast as you can before
going to the front door. You take a deep breath before you open the door.

When you open the door, you find Satoru’s parents and immediately feel underdressed– You
knew that you were going to be underdressed, you just didn’t expect his parents to look like
this. Their clothes are simple yet they look so good. You hope that they’re just some older
couple that knocked on the wrong door, but it’s clear who they are.

His mother has the same exact hair color as Satoru and big brown eyes, and by the looks of it,
Satoru favors her in looks; you wish that as Seiji grows older he begins to look more like
that, but you doubt it. His father has graying black hair, and the same blue eyes that your son
inherited. They’re looking you up and down, clearly judging you by your stylistic choice.
You’re wearing leggings and a gray v-neck shirt, which is definitely not what they were
expecting.

“I’m sorry, we must be in the wrong apartment.” His mother says, and your face gets warm of
embarrassment. You clear your throat before you say,

“No. You’re in the right place. Mr. and Mrs. Gojo?” You watch as they slowly nod. They
aren’t really sure why they’re here, Satoru just told them that he wanted to introduce them to
a special someone, and they assume that’s you… You’re just so underwhelming. You
introduce yourself before you tell them, “Please come in.”

“Uh…” They hesitantly walk into the apartment, and immediately they’re met with the
sounds of Tsumiki and Megumi arguing. Luckily, they know that they’re not your kids since
Satoru had told them about the kids that he started taking care of. They walk to the couch and
take a seat, searching for their son.

“Tsumiki, Megumi, settle down. Or start fighting in your bedroom.” You tell the fighting
siblings, and the pair cross their arms. Tsumiki dramatically turns before walking to the
bedroom while Megumi chooses to sit down in the loveseat of the living room. Satoru’s
parents look uncomfortable, his dad having his hands on his knees, while his mother overall
looks tense.

“Where’s Satoru?” His mother asks, and just as the question leaves her lips, they hear Satoru
in the hallway.

“Who’s a clean baby now? You are, yes you are.” says Satoru in a stupid baby voice. His
parents look at each other, confused as to what they hear.
“Satoru! Your parents are here!” You yell, hoping that the man will come faster to save you
from this awkwardness. Maybe Satoru was right and his parents didn’t have to meet you nor
Seiji. Satoru’s parents look at each other, trying to figure out what’s going on. You take a seat
next to Megumi, and you patiently wait for Satoru to walk out to the living room.

“So um–” His mother begins, and before she can finish her sentence, Satoru makes his
appearance, holding baby Seiji. Baby Seiji wears an orange and blue romper with a giraffe on
it. Satoru is grinning as he holds the baby. Satoru’s parents eyes widen when they see Satoru
holding a baby.

“Hi. Aren’t you two a little early?” Satoru asks, his parents completely shocked. They stare at
baby Seiji, and Satoru apologizes, “Where are my manners? Mom, dad, this is my son. Seiji.”

They take a moment to stare at the baby as Satoru holds him down to their level. White hair,
blue eyes– Not only those characteristics but the fact that the baby looks just like Satoru
when the latter was a baby.

“You have a son?” His mother asks, looking at Seiji. Her eyes shift back and forth between
her grandson and her son. Well, she certainly doesn’t need to see a DNA test.

“Well I certainly didn’t pick him up from the streets. Isn’t that right, Megumi?” Satoru jokes,
and Megumi furrows his brows. He’s caught off guard.

“Huh– Hey!” The boy yells when he finally gets it. Satoru’s parents really don’t know how to
react– This is something that they should’ve known about before Seiji was born. But they are
glad that they get to meet the baby.

“Why are we just finding out?” His father asks, trying to take the baby from Satoru’s arms
but Satoru doesn’t allow it. Satoru walks over to you and takes a seat next to you. You look at
your baby, smiling at him, and your heart melts when Seiji smiles back at you. Satoru’s father
is pointing at you, trying to come up with words but he’s too astonished to say anything.
Until he’s finally able to say, “So you’re the mother of our grandbaby.”

“I am.” You sheepishly smile as you admit it. The air around you is beyond awkward,
although you weren’t expecting anything else. “I wanted to tell you sooner but… I couldn’t
have contacted you.”

“Are you a sorcerer? Do you come from a clan?” Satoru’s mother asks, and you blink slowly.
It’s nice to know that Satoru’s occupation isn’t made up. You shake your head. She raises her
brows, “Do you see curses?”

“I don’t…” You shake your head. You take a deep breath before you say, “Satoru told me
what they are though.”

“Alright…” Her lips are pursed together. There’s so many things to ask, and she doesn’t
know where to start. But to begin with, she wants to hold her cute grandson.

“Um… I am making dinner.” You announce as you take Seiji from Satoru’s arms. “Could you
please set the table?”
 Satoru doesn’t waste a second, standing up to do as he’s told. You stand up as well, smiling at
his parents. “Would you like to hold him?”

“Yes.” His mother responds. You walk over to her and hand her the baby. Her features soften
up as she holds her grandson, same as Satoru’s father. You really don’t understand why he
wanted to keep the baby a secret, they seem to be taking it well, but considering that Satoru
was hiding a big part of his life from you, he had no option but to keep it quiet so his secrets
wouldn’t spill. “Oh, he looks just like Satoru.”

“I wish he didn’t.” You joke, and they both laugh. Satoru’s about to yell something, but he
can’t help but smile as he listens to the interaction.

Dinner went better than expected, and after getting the kids to sleep, Satoru is trying to
cuddle with you in the bedroom. You’re focused on your phone, not paying much attention to
what he has to say. You’re laying on your side, and Satoru’s arm is wrapped around you, his
head resting on your arm, watching what you do on your phone.

“Can I ask you something?” Satoru speaks up, and you hum in response. He waits for you to
turn off your phone and give him just a bit of attention, but you don’t. “Why are you so
distant?”

“Distant?” You respond, finally putting the phone down. Satoru’s head stops laying on your
arm. He sits up on the bed, and you do the same. You try to act confused, but he’s right, you
are distant. “What do you mean?”

“It just feels like you can’t stand to be in the same room as me unless it’s about Seiji.” Satoru
confesses, and you chew on the inside of your cheek. You have so many emotions bottled up,
and you don’t really want to share them. “And maybe I’m just reading things wrong–”

“You’ve just kept so much hidden from me, and that’s upset me. You didn’t even care to
explain until my life was in danger. Also the whole dating Leiko thing… I just haven’t had
the time to process it all because I’m focused on Seiji.” You answer, and he understands
where you’re coming from even though he’s so impatient.

“You do know that the whole thing with Leiko was a sham, right?” Satoru tells you. “I just
wanted to protect you, even if it meant hurting your feelings and putting her in danger.”

“I know, Satoru. It’s still a lot to take in.” You answer, laying on your side again and using
your phone. Satoru kisses your cheek.

“Take all the time you need. I’ll be waiting here.”

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For the past four months, Satoru has experienced being a father to the best baby in the world.
Satoru quite literally cannot fathom the thought of loving someone more than he loves the
little baby that’s strapped to his chest. And there’s nothing he loves more than hearing his
little baby laugh as Satoru cuts up some strawberries.

“Is that funny, Seiji?” Satoru asks as the baby laughs, looking at how his father takes a
strawberry and magically makes two of them. There’s no better sound than his baby laughing
at Satoru doing the bare minimum. Seiji’s simply Satoru’s favorite human, he always will be.
The same laughter emits when Satoru cuts up yet another strawberry.

“Satoru, aren’t you going grocery shopping?” You question as you walk into the kitchen to
find him cutting up strawberries just to entertain your baby. He hums in response.

“Are you coming with?” Satoru responds and you shake your head. He’s noticed that you
avoid going out. The most you go out lately is to the balcony of the apartment to take a breath
of fresh air. He doesn’t want to call you out on it but it worries him.

“Do you want to take Seiji with you?” You ask him, and Satoru nods. Satoru insists on taking
Seiji out, and while you try to say that inside Seiji is safer, Satoru just wants to show off his
baby to the world.

“He helps me pick up ladies.” He jokes, making you roll your eyes. You’ve been dating– Not
officially but you’re affectionate with each other and act as if you were dating. It’s like the
beginning of your pregnancy, just this time you aren’t all too worried about labels. You’re
both more focused on Seiji than anything; Satoru does want to make it official though, he just
wants to make it special. “I was thinking… Maybe next week we can call Kaya to babysit so
we can go on a date.”

“Depends on where it is.” You answer, and Satoru can’t bite his tongue.

“Why are you scared to go out?” Satoru brings up, and you shake your head. You’re
definitely not scared to go out, inside it’s just simply safer. You chuckle.

“I’m not scared to go out.” You claim, but he really doesn’t believe it. The evidence makes it
clear. You barely step out of the apartment.

“You know that we’ll have to move out eventually? We have to look for a house for the five
of us, and I can’t exactly pick it out by myself.” He points out, and you end up sighing. “I
know you refused to go to therapy but you should really consider it.”

“I’m fine.” You reply, and as the words leave your mouth, Seiji begins to fuss. It’s always
funny to see Satoru bouncing to try to calm the baby down, Satoru’s hand going to Seiji’s tiny
foot and caressing it. It doesn’t work, and he takes Seiji out of the carrier. You take the baby
from Satoru and you kiss the top of Seiji’s head, “You wanna stay with mommy, don’t you?”

“He’s a traitor.” Satoru rolls his eyes. But only God knows that he would give up his life for
that tiny little traitor.

Maybe Satoru is right, that’s all you think about while trying to go to bed. With Seiji you
barely get any sleep, and you want to take advantage of every minute that you get to sleep,
however, you can’t fall asleep even though you’re so tired. You’re just thinking about your
son, how you’re refusing to go outside and how if you refuse to step a foot outside again,
you’ll miss so much from his life. That’s the only thought that consumes your mind and it
doesn’t help you sleep.

“Satoru.” You try to get his big arm off you because you hear your baby crying. Satoru is also
exhausted; not only is he working but every time Seiji cries, Satoru tries to go to his rescue.
Of course, he doesn’t have an unlimited source of energy so he’s bound to get tired
eventually. Satoru rolls over and you get out of bed to get Seiji before he wakes up the
sleeping kids.

You turn on the light of the nursery and smile as you walk over to your baby. You pick him
up and kiss his forehead before walking to the rocking chair to feed him. You never really
thought that at twenty one years of age you’d be breastfeeding your son but here you are.
Worst of all is that you’re not even officially dating his father– No, worst of all is that you’d
do it all over again just to be able to hold your son in your arms.

Once he’s finished, you smile at him. You were thinking that the older he gets, the more he’ll
look like you but it feels like he just looks more and more like Satoru. You boop his nose
before your hand caresses the little hair that he has on his head. Maybe it isn’t ideal to be a
mother at such a young age, but you’d do anything for Seiji.

“I love you, Seiji.” You tell him and he coos. You can’t wait to hear him talk, but you also
hate the thought because it means he’s just growing faster and faster. You want him to stay
small forever but you also want him to grow up to be his own person.

And you can’t stay locked inside forever while it happens.

You rock him until he’s finally asleep again. You kiss his forehead before standing up and
putting him in the crib. You turn off the light and walk back to the bedroom to go to sleep.
When you lay in the bed, Satoru’s arm goes over you again. He cuddles into you, and a smile
comes to your face.

“Everything okay?” He asks, his voice barely comprehensible since he’s three quarters
asleep.

“He was just hungry.” You answer. His nose buries in your nape, and you feel a smile creep
onto your face. “You were right, I should go to therapy.”
“Really?” He wakes right up, his eyes shooting open. You hum in response. He brings you
even closer to him before asking, “Why?”

“If I stay inside forever then I’ll miss so much of his life… And maybe with that help we can
start a relationship and whatnot.”You respond and you feel his lips on your neck.

“Aren’t we technically in a relationship? We’re sleeping in the same bed and we–” He begins
but before he can finish the sentence, you cut him off.

“I mean… We weren’t technically in a relationship when Seiji was conceived. And do I need
to remind you that you were dating Leiko while we–”

“Leiko doesn’t count, not a real relationship.” He interrupts you because he doesn’t like to
remember that part of his life. It hasn’t been a year since it happened but he wants to pretend
like it never happened. He did all that to protect you… And he wonders how the secret
spilled. How Suguru got to know about you and your pregnancy. He wonders if he should
really look for the person who spilled the secret because he’s vengeful and he doubts he’ll let
the person live after you were so close to death. “I’m glad that you want to get help to be a
better mommy to our son.”

“I’ll do anything for him.” You say.

“I know you would. I would too.” He responds. He kisses your shoulder before he tells you,
“I love you.”

“We should go on that date.” You tell him, a smile coming to his face. And while you said
that you wouldn’t have more kids, that was right after giving birth. The more time passes by,
the less you remember the pain of giving birth, “If all goes well, maybe in a couple years we
can have another baby.”

“I like that idea. We have to have a daughter so we can give her your name.” Satoru says
which causes you to laugh. You do want a daughter. Your smile fades when you feel
something on your back.

“Satoru… Does the idea of getting me pregnant turn you on?” You ask him as you feel his
erection on your back. He tries to deny it as he lets go of you and rolls to the other side out of
embarrassment. You go to hug him, kissing his cheek, “I’m flattered, really. Especially with
how I look now.”

“How do you look now?” Satoru sounds completely confused. He turns again so he can look
at you. You end up shrugging, looking away slightly embarrassed. His hand goes to your chin
and he tilts your head up before pecking your lips. “You truly have never looked more
beautiful. It takes everything in me to not pick you up and drag you in here. You’ve never
looked hotter.”

“You’re flattering me.” You chuckle, and he brings his lips to meet yours. You can’t help but
smile at him. He really makes you happy even if he irks you at times.
“You’re really the most beautiful woman that has ever walked on Earth.” Satoru tells you and
you have a stupid smile on your face. You wish you could fight it off, but it’s impossible. “I
would knock you up right now if you’d let me.”

“Hmm…” You laugh before kissing him again. “I was about to have sex with you, but you
scared me off.”

“I said if you’d let me.” Satoru insists, but you shake your head.

“I’m just really tired right now, maybe tomorrow.”

“Alright, which one will hold Seiji?” Satoru asks as he holds Seiji with one arm, and the
other holds a camera. Megumi points at Tsumiki while she raises her hand. Megumi saw the
last mess Seiji made in his diaper, and he isn’t going to risk that happening to him. Satoru
smiles as he hands Seiji off to Tsumiki. He makes sure she holds the baby right.

You told Satoru you wanted a picture of Seiji with the kids, and of course he’s trying to do so
while you have your first therapy session. You’re in the bedroom, talking in the phone with
them while Satoru tries to arrange the kids in the living room. They’re all wearing a cute
outfit, a matching blue color. Satoru arranged the furniture so he could have a blank
background for the picture of the kids.

“Stand next to Tsumiki and Seiji, Megumi.” Satoru orders as he gets the camera ready. He
has to make it fast because he doubts that Tsumiki will be able to hold Seiji for too long.
“Okay, smile. Say cheese.”

Megumi smiles, showing all his teeth and it makes Satoru roll his eyes. He won’t argue about
it though. He snaps his fingers to get Seiji’s attention, and when he does he makes a stupid
face to get the baby to laugh. When the baby laughs, Satoru snaps the picture.

He looks at the picture momentarily, but he only looks at his baby boy without caring to
check how Megumi and Tsumiki look. Satoru picks up Seiji from Tsumiki’s arms. Then when
he holds the baby, he looks at the picture: Megumi’s awful smile, Tsumiki blinked right on
cue, the only person that looks adorable is Seiji. That’s all he cares about, the Gojos can’t
look bad in any picture.

“Can I look at the picture?” Megumi asks and Satoru shakes his head. Megumi pouts his lips,
and when Seiji sees it he laughs. That fills Satoru's heart up with joy.

“Oh, you’re just so cute.” Satoru kisses the baby’s cheeks. Then he holds Seiji up to blow a
raspberry on his tummy, “I can’t wait to show your mommy the picture.”

“He doesn’t look like you, that’s why he’s cute.” Megumi says, and Satoru doesn’t pay any
attention.

“Tsumiki, will you argue with your brother?”

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“I could just eat you.” You kiss Seiji’s tiny feet, and he laughs. You adore his little laughs
more than anything. You never thought you could love him more than the day he was born,
but your love for him keeps growing more and more each passing day.

At five months old, Seiji looks like a replica of his father. You wait for him to grow more into
his features, to look more like you. But he doesn’t. You love him either way, even if he looks
just like Satoru. Seiji just has the chubbiest cheeks and the cutest rolls. You can have a
thousand of him, and as you think that you realize that you’re forgetting how horrible
childbirth was.

“Are you telling him that you’re gonna eat him again?” Satoru asks as he walks to sit by your
side. You don’t pay attention to him, just looking at your baby. Satoru sits by your side and
kisses the temple of your head.

You haven’t had the date that you were supposed to have, and you’re going out tonight. And
instead of getting ready, you’re playing around with Seiji. Satoru clears his throat before he
says, “Maybe I should handle Seiji while you get ready.”

“Why don’t you get ready?” You ask as you look over to him. But he is ready. You’re about
to fight it off but you hear a certain sound that makes you hand the baby to his father.
“Change his diaper while I go get ready.”

Satoru is clearly annoyed when you hand him Seiji. It’s his fault for suggesting that you get
ready. It’s also baby Seiji’s fault for making a mess in his diaper during the worst possible
moment. Satoru wastes no time in changing the diaper– Absolutely terrified though,
especially after what happened during Seiji’s first month of life. Satoru is protected by his
infinity, but the room isn’t.

“I’m gonna miss you tonight, Seiji.” Satoru says, kissing the top of his baby’s head. Every
night that Satoru has to work, he hates the fact that he won’t be able to be close to his baby.
But Satoru wants to spend some time alone with you, and that means that he can’t bring Seiji.
He doesn’t like the fact that Seiji is growing up so fast, and every time Satoru looks away the
baby seems to learn something new.

He walks back to the living room, where Megumi tries to assemble something with his legos.
Satoru smiles, realizing just how lucky he is. Tsumiki and Megumi argue like any pair of
siblings, but apart from that, they’re very calm kids. Satoru speaks up, “Do you wanna play
with Seiji for a bit?”

“Didn’t he just shit himself?” Megumi asks, leaving Satoru wide-eyed. Where did Megumi
learn that language? Satoru doesn’t have a potty mouth, then he remembers that you certainly
do. Even around Seiji, even though he scolds you about it. He doesn’t want Seiji’s first words
to be fuck or shit. Apparently those are the only words you know.

“Don’t use that language, Megumi.” Satoru scolds him, and Megumi rolls his eyes before
standing up and walking back to the room. You’re in the process of buying a house, and
Megumi simply can’t wait since he was promised his own room.

Satoru sighs before looking down at his baby. Seiji is stretching his hand out, trying to reach
for something. Satoru doesn’t know what, and he’s trying to find what baby Seiji is looking
at. He’s cooing at something, and then Satoru’s eyes finally land on the fish-shaped toy.
Satoru grabs it and hands it to the baby. Seiji grips it, and Satoru just watches.

There’s a knock on the door, and Satoru stands up, taking a deep breath to prepare himself to
handle Kaya. When he opens the door, he tries his best to smile at her. She looks unamused
with his presence, but her expression quickly changes when she sees baby Seiji. She doesn’t
waste a minute in taking the baby from Satoru’s arms.

She’s holding the baby in the air, risking that he pukes all over her, but she doesn’t care. “My
cute little nephew, I’ve missed you.”

“You know it’s not just him, right?” Satoru asks, watching as Kaya walks inside. She ignores
him, of course she knows. Kaya has met Megumi and Tsumiki a handful of times, and they
seem fine. She won’t struggle much tonight. Satoru shuts the door. “How are you and
Daisuke?”

“What do you mean?” She responds, genuinely confused. It makes Satoru click his tongue, in
disbelief that they’re still not dating even though they’re so clearly into each other. Satoru
ends up shaking his head, not wanting to get into the issue.

“Heads up, Seiji loves to poop right when you’re changing his diaper so be prepared.” Satoru
warns her, and she chuckles.

“How many times has he done it to you?” She questions, and he scratches the back of his
neck, awkwardly looking elsewhere. Too many times for him to be scared. While he looks
away, he watches as you walk out of the bedroom, looking as stunning as ever.

You’re putting on your earrings, and you’re clearly not ready to go yet. You just walked out
of the bedroom to greet Kaya. When she sees you, she smiles and says, “There’s my favorite
MILF.”

Satoru clears his throat, which doesn’t necessarily do anything. Kaya side-eyes him before
she turns her full attention to you. You kiss her cheek before you kiss your son’s head. “How
are you? Didn’t expect you to be here so early.”

“I’m right on time, am I not?” She responds and Satoru hums in response. You call over
Megumi and Tsumiki, and it takes them a minute to walk out of their room to the living
room. You smile at them before informing them,

“You remember Kaya, right? She’ll be taking care of you tonight. Please be nice to her.”
Kaya smiles at the kids, and Tsumiki smiles back. Megumi doesn’t care all that much, but it’s
fine, she knows he’s a grumpy kid. You tell her basic instructions, stuff that Satoru can
handle, before you walk back to the bedroom to finish getting ready.

Satoru wants to rush you since you have a special reservation, but he knows better than to.
He just has to wait.

You’re almost late to your reservation, but thankfully you’re right on time. The place looks
fancy, and the menu contains words that you can barely pronounce so you know this is way
out of your price range; luckily, Satoru is paying. You’re just hoping that Seiji’s college fund
isn’t the one that’s paying for dinner.

“How’s work?” You ask before you bring your glass up to your lips. You still don’t have a
grasp on what he does, but you’ve moved on past it. You can’t see it, so it doesn’t concern
you. As long as he isn’t killing innocent people, you’re fine.

“Let’s not talk about that, please.” He chuckles. He changes the topic, “How are your classes?
Were your exams too hard?”

“Not too hard.” You respond. You don’t want to admit that the term was a bit harder on you
since you hadn’t taken classes since the previous fall term. Everything was so much harder
for you because of your newborn. You managed to pull through though. “Glad to have the
time off.”

“That’s nice to hear. Just know that if you don’t want to do it anymore–” He begins and you
cut him off. As tempting as it sounds, you can’t really can’t just drop your studies to be a stay
at home mom.

“I do want to do it.” You tell him. Your hands reach across the table to hold his hands.
“Especially since you’re paying for everything. I don’t have that much left anyway.”

“Just letting you know that you have other options!” Satoru responds. Satoru keeps looking
you up and down, you simply look stunning. He’s truly a lucky man. It isn’t official yet, but
you have a baby and you act like a couple so is there really a need to formally ask you to be
his girlfriend? Well, he guesses that he should. “I wish I could stay with Seiji all day long.”

“I mean… You could. Once I've graduated–” You begin and he interrupts him.

“My type of job isn’t one that I get to quit. I’m stuck doing it until I’m dead.” He’s told you it
a couple of times, but you don’t seem to pay attention to it. Maybe he’d explain everything
further, but he doesn’t want to ruin the mood. But you speak up,

“Why were you so insistent on your parents not finding out about Seiji?”

“I just thought if no one in my life knew about Seiji then he’d be safe… I mean, you saw
what happened when someone that wasn’t supposed to know found out.” He answers. He still
hasn’t quite figured out how Suguru found out, but he has an idea. He shakes his head before
he smiles at you and he squeezes your hands, “Let’s not talk about that.”

“What do you want to talk about?” You ask him, slightly tilting your head to the side. You
look sweetly at him, slowly blinking. Fuck, you look so beautiful.

“Just how beautiful you look. Thanks for coming out with me tonight.” He can’t stop staring
with loving eyes, and you feel your heart flutter. You feel so warm inside every time that you
look at him, and you nearly squeal each time he compliments you. Kissing him just makes
you smile foolishly, and you hate that he knows the effect he has on you. He’s been sweeter
than ever lately, and you assume it’s because he sees you smile like never before.

“Thanks for inviting me.” You respond. It’s nice to be out after what feels like an eternity.
You don’t have to worry about your baby or the kids. “We should do this more often. Just
some alone time for the two of us.”

“I love that idea. No musty kids around. No dirty diapers to change.” He comments, causing
you to laugh. You know that he hates changing dirty diapers but it’s a task that always falls in
his hands. “Plus we’ll have fun after.”

“Doing what?” You question before he informs you,

“I took the carseat out of the car.” It doesn’t hit you, but when it finally does, a smirk comes
to your lips. He then clears his throat, “I hope you enjoy the dinner tonight. I love this place.”

“Can’t wait to taste the food.”

It’s fair to say that you weren’t a big fan of the food so before your date comes to an end, you
and Satoru walk around to find a place nearby to eat. Satoru keeps his eye out for a place that
you might like, and he tries to walk fast since he sees you shivering. You’re both well dressed
since it’s December, but it’s windy out. Wind hits right on your face and you’re sure that
you’ll end up sick.

“The food wasn’t that bad.” Satoru tries to argue, and you don’t dare to disagree. It just
wasn’t too tasty, and you left half of your food untouched. Satoru found it delicious on the
other hand.

“Yeah… I guess it wasn’t.” You respond, following his every step. He comes to a stop when
he spots a cupcake shop, and he grabs your hand before dragging you to it. You’re relieved
when you step into the place, warming up immediately.

“What kind of cupcake do you want?” Satoru asks, and you take a moment to think about it.

“Carrot.” You respond, and a smile comes to his lips. Luckily enough, there isn’t a line so
you’re able to get your cupcakes right away. You take a seat and begin to eat. Satoru is trying
to get some of your food, but you make sure to keep it far from his reach. The fact that Satoru
has really long arms doesn’t help you.
 “Have you had fun?” Satoru asks, snatching your food out of your hands and offering his
own. You refuse to take it though. You nod in response, getting some of the icing of his
cupcake on your finger before bringing it up to your lips.

“How about you? I know you enjoyed that nasty ass food.” You joke, and he rolls his eyes.
You end up laughing at his reaction. He finally gives you back your cupcake and you gladly
take it from his hands.

He clears his throat, “So…”

“So?” You blink rapidly, curious as to what he has to say.

“I guess we don’t need to do this properly since we have a baby and live together and do
everything that couples do…” He begins, and he pauses to gather his words. You have an
idea of what’s coming up, but you patiently wait for him to finish his statement. “I don’t
wanna drag this out, so I’ll put it simple. Do you want to be my official girlfriend?”

You laugh. “I thought that at this point you’d be giving me an engagement ring but yes–”

He doesn’t waste a second as he reaches into his pockets to pull out the ring that he has. Your
eyes go wide looking at it. You weren’t serious. There’s a smile on his face as he says,

“Do you want to skip the girlfriend stage and become my fiancée then?”

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You don’t give Satoru a response to his proposal. It was mainly a joke, and you’re taken back
by it all. Maybe it wasn’t the right call on his part to pull out the ring, when you were so
clearly joking. However, the response wasn’t so bad. You simply said that you needed time to
think about it.

You haven’t even told him that you love him (even though you know you do, you just haven’t
found the courage to tell him), so maybe marriage is a big step. You blame yourself for the
joke though. You can say that you agreed to be his girlfriend. But you’ll be pondering on the
marriage proposal. He makes sure to not take it to heart, at least you wake up with his arm
wrapped around you.

You don’t want to get up so early but you hear your baby crying and Satoru seems to be
knocked out. You get his arm off you and get up to get Seiji out of his crib.

To start off your day with your baby, you feed him, you change his diaper, before you go
back to your bedroom to wake up Satoru. It doesn’t take too much effort to get to wake up,
when he sits up, he rubs his eyes as he gets adjusted to the light. He sees a stinky drooling
baby being held up by his mother, and a smile comes to his face. That’s his stinky drooling
baby.

“Will you take him while I start getting ready for the day?” You ask him, and he doesn’t
waste a minute taking Seiji from your hands. He stands up and walks to Seiji’s nursery while
you go to the bathroom that’s attached to your room.

While you take a quick shower, you feel as if you’re forgetting something, but you can’t quite
put your finger on it. You hear yelling when you’re out of the bathroom, Satoru telling
Tsumiki and Megumi that it’s way too early to argue. It makes you laugh.

You grab your phone from your nightstand and check the date. And it hits you. You put on
the cutest outfit that you can find and then run to Satoru who’s in the kitchen. He has Seiji
strapped to his chest, which doesn’t really surprise you since it’s a common sight. You kiss
his exposed shoulder when you walk past him in the kitchen and you tell him, “Happy
birthday, Satoru. I love you.”

“What did you say?” His eyes widen as he turns to look at you. There’s a smirk on your face
and you try to hide it from him. He walks over to you, to try and hug you but it doesn’t quite
work out because it ends up with Seiji getting squished. So instead he leans down and tries to
kiss you, but you put your hand over his mouth.

“Did you brush your teeth?” You ask and he nods his head. You then peck his lips. You look
down at Seiji who is looking down, drool falling from his mouth before he puts his fingers
between his gums.
“I love you too.” He responds, and you both stare at each other for a moment; and you feel
your heart skip a beat. You smile at each other before you tell him,

“Go clean up Seiji, baby boy is making a mess.” You inform Satoru who hums in response.

“And put on a shirt while you’re at it!” Megumi yells from the living room, causing you to
laugh.

You do grocery shopping with Seiji and the kids when Satoru is called into work. He leaves
his card and you make a list of everything you need. Your most important item on the list is a
cake, and some candles. Apart from that, you don’t really care about your list.

Megumi fills up the cart with junk food, and you don’t have the heart to tell him no. It isn’t
smart considering you’re supposed to discipline him and whatnot, but you really don’t mind
getting whatever food he wants, even if it’s extremely sugary and unhealthy.

“Which cake do you think Satoru would like?” You ask, looking over all the delicious cakes.
Tsumiki is staring at the one with strawberries on the top while Megumi’s mouth salivates at
a chocolate cake. They point at the cakes they want, and you end up picking neither of them.
And while picking out a cake, you get excited as you think about how you’ll come back here
to buy one for Seiji– Who is currently sucking his hand. You scrunch up your nose slightly
disgusted, before you put the pacifier in his mouth.

One thing that you’ve noticed is that a lot of people will suddenly approach you to look at
Seiji. Worst of all is that they think they can put your hands on your baby, and you’ve lost
count of all the old ladies that you’ve had to stop from touching your baby. You wonder what
Satoru does when he takes Seiji out grocery shopping. You love watching Tsumiki be
overprotective, trying to tell the older women to leave Seiji alone– Same thing with Megumi,
but Megumi is meaner about it, straight up saying, “Don’t put your filthy hands on Seiji.”

When you get home, you give Seiji a bath before you put him down for a nap. You begin to
set up the place to surprise Satoru, which you aren’t having too much fun with when you’re
blowing up balloons. You’re not sure if Satoru will even appreciate this, and you’re frankly
not so sure that you’re doing a great job. Tsumiki tries to help you out as well, and you two
try your best to make the place look presentable.

You have a banner that says happy birthday, and some balloons taped together. It’s nothing
too fancy or impressive, but you hope it’s good enough for Satoru. You patiently wait for the
man to show up, while you sit back on the couch and relax, which is an activity that you
rarely do.

Something that you absolutely hate about Satoru is how quiet he can be. When he puts his
hands on your shoulders, you jump in your seat. You look up to find him looking down at
you. There’s a smile on his lips, and you so badly want to smile back at him but you can’t.
Your heart is racing after the scare.
“Do you like the decorations?” You ask him, and he takes a look around. He hums in
response.

“Did you do all of this?” He replies.

“No, Seiji did.” You joke, and you’re not able to contain your laughter. He laughs as well. He
takes a seat beside you on the couch, and he throws his arm over you, making you lean your
head on his shoulder, “Tsumiki helped me. I know it’s not all that great but we tried our best.”

“I love it.” He tells you, pressing a kiss on the top of your head. “And you’re the sweetest for
doing this. Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it.” You respond. You enjoy the moment, appreciating the rare silence that
occurs. You know it’ll be interrupted in a second, eventually Tsumiki will yell at Megumi
because she finds a beheaded doll, or Megumi simply arguing with Tsumiki.

You enjoy each other’s presence, simply listening to each other's breathing. Until the fighting
starts, and Satoru chuckles. He kisses the top of your head, “Where’s my baby boy?”

“He’s taking a nap.” You inform him.

“You two better shut up before you wake the baby!” Satoru yells, which is ironic. After
Satoru yells, Seiji begins to cry, and he curses himself before getting up from the couch and
walking to the nursery to pick up his son.

You stand up and follow, leaning on the doorframe and watching as Satoru picks up baby
Seiji from his crib. Seeing his father soothes the baby, and it brings the biggest smile to
Satoru’s lips. Satoru kisses Seiji’s forehead, and he mutters, “You’re my greatest gift, Seiji.”

There’s a smile on your lips as this immense happiness consumes you. He’s the perfect man
for you, the man that you want to wake up next to every single day of your life. You have no
idea why it takes this moment to realize it.

Before he can notice you (at least you think he doesn’t notice you), you walk to the kitchen
and look around for the ring that Satoru left. He claimed that if you wanted to put it on, you
could simply grab it. And that’s what you do, pick up the ring and put it on your left ring
finger.

“You want some mashed bananas, Seiji?” You hear as Satoru walks out of the nursery. You
never really pictured him to be this kind of father, but he loves putting on a baby voice when
he talks to his baby boy. Satoru is simply the sweetest and the most attentive father. Satoru
puts Seiji in his highchair. “We have bananas, right? Don’t want him waiting for nothing.”

“We do have bananas.” You tell him, looking for one and handing it to him. That’s when light
hits the ring, and reflects. A big smile comes to his lips when he notices it, and he freezes in
his spot.

“Are you serious?” He asks, and you nod, returning the smile. His arms wrap around you and
his lips go down to meet yours. He pulls away when he hears Seiji coo. “You want to be my
 wife?”

“I do.” You respond. You can’t help but look into each other’s eyes for a minute, until Seiji
makes a whiny noise. “Mash the banana and give it to him before baby boy has a heart
attack.”

“I will.” He nods, and he does as you tell him. You walk over to Seiji and give him the
attention he wants, putting your palms over your face and then removing them. Peek-a-boo
always works with him, causing him to burst into laughter. You manage to entertain him until
Satoru puts the small plate on Seiji’s high chair. Satoru begins to feed the baby, and you just
watch– While you’re usually sitting down to appreciate the small break, you can’t help but
watch.

It’s not ideal, but you’re glad this is your life.

Singing happy birthday to Satoru is a rather awkward experience. Tsumiki is enthusiastic,

Megumi is not so much, and you’re the balance between them. Satoru isn’t all that focused
on that either way, he’s trying to clap his baby’s hands. Seiji sits on his lap, looking up at his
father and then at the cake that’s in front of him with two candles lit up.

When he blows out his candles, Satoru can confidently say this is the best birthday he’s ever
had. He watches you as your finger picks up some frosting, and he has to turn off his infinity
so you can put it on the tip of his nose. He laughs, tilting his head, “Really?”

“Do we get cake now?” Tsumiki asks, and you nod in response. You stand up to get the knife
to cut the cake, and plates to serve them. Megumi claims that he won’t be eating because it
wasn’t the cake he picked out, and the one that you got simply looks too sweet.

“Are you sure you don’t want some, Megumi? You have to eat for Seiji since he won’t be
eating any.” You comment, and he nods in response. He stands firm by his answer– In other
words, he’s stubborn. Even when his eyes sparkle and his mouth salivates at the sight of the
cake.

“Can Seiji suck on the strawberry?” Satoru asks, grabbing one of the strawberries that
decorates the cake.

“If you mush it up.” You respond, cutting a slice of the cake and putting it on a plate before
giving it to Tsumiki. Satoru stands up, holding Seiji with one arm.

“Next year you better sing along with them, Seiji.” Satoru says, kissing the top of his baby’s
head.

He’s sure that every passing year his birthday will get better and better.

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At seven months of age, Seiji learns the most amazing trick– Not necessarily a trick since the
majority of babies crawl. However, it leaves you amazed to watch the baby that could barely
sit on his own a couple of weeks ago, use his hands and feet to move around. Satoru has gone
a little overboard with baby proofing the house since the teething baby loves to crawl around
and put random objects in his mouth. And now at nine months, almost ten months old, Seiji
absolutely hates being carried.

“Why don’t you like being held anymore?” Satoru asks as he holds his son whose hands open
and close, his arms pointed to the floor. Satoru hears the whines from the baby, and he
ignores them. A scream leaves Seiji’s mouth and it causes Satoru to roll his eyes. “Stop trying
to be your own person, Seiji. You’re not even a year old. I’m holding you.”

“Satoru!” He hears you yell, and he walks over to the baby playpen in the living room,
putting Seiji down. Since Seiji started crawling, a lot of new adjustments make the place feel
cramped– Satoru truly can’t wait to move out. He’s about to walk to you, but you finally
appear. “You won’t believe the news I got!”

“What is the news?” Satoru asks, and you seem so excited. Your happiness radiates and
infects him, causing him to smile even though he’s upset that the baby behind him refuses to
be carried.

“We have a double date.” You announce, and his brows raise, surprised to be hearing that.
You walk over to him, and bend down to pick up Seiji from the playpen since he puts every
single toy he finds in his mouth.

“Did you get Kaya to babysit?” Satoru asks and you shake your head.

“We’re going on a double date with her and Daisuke.” You tell him, and now he realizes why
you were so excited. For the longest time Kaya and Daisuke have been friends even though
it’s clear that they’ve liked each other. They’ve been pining over each other for what feels
like an eternity, and it’s nice to hear that they’ve finally gotten together. Satoru hasn’t talked
to Daisuke in a while but it’s nice to hear that his friend is finally getting with the woman that
he’s been fawning over.

“When is the date?” He asks.

“Friday. So two days.” You answer, and he’s concerned.

“Are we taking the baby with us? I can’t really leave Tsumiki responsible for a baby.”
Satoru’s eyes keep staring at Seiji. He can’t help but feel jealous because the baby is so calm
in your arms and he doesn’t want to go to the floor.
“My parents are coming to town and my mom wants to babysit her little grandson.” You
respond, and while Satoru should be relieved that he doesn’t have to look for a babysitter, he
grows even more worried. You notice, and you tilt your head to the side. You’re not sure why
he’s worried. Then it hits you.

“We’ll blow up an air mattress in Seiji’s nursery, and they’ll stay in our room for the time
being.”

“We’re giving up our room for your parents?” Satoru furrows his brows, a bit confused if he’s
hearing you right. You nod in response, and he’s confused as to why you’re so excited to be
sleeping on an air mattress in the baby’s room. “Why are we doing that?”

“So we can go on a double date with my best friend and then have the night off to do
whatever we want.” You comment, and it’s tempting. Maybe it’s not so bad– But it’s one
night compared to–

“How long are your parents staying with us?” Satoru asks, taking Seiji from your arms
because you’ve learned this trick that when you move Seiji’s bottom lip and put on a baby
voice, Satoru says yes. At least nine times out of ten.

“We’ll have a lot of nights off…” You kiss Satoru’s cheek, and he’s tempted for a minute.
Until he sees Seiji’s little arms stretch out, pointing your way. He rolls his eyes. He’s fucking
jealous that a baby prefers someone else… His own son prefers his mother’s arms. “We can
do whatever you want, every night for a week. Free babysitting. Think of it as payback for
what my dad did when I was pregnant.”

“Is sleeping in an air mattress really worth it though?” His brows raise, and you purse your
lips together. You cross your arms and let out a sigh,

“I guess I’ll tell my parents that they can stay home… Even when they really want to see
their grandson– Also, I’ll tell Kaya that we should cancel the double date, unless she wants
Seiji to tag along and cry in the middle of the restaurant.” You try to guilt trip him, giving
him doe eyes. It makes him sigh and roll his eyes.

“Fine.” He gives in, and it makes you squeal before you kiss his cheek. You then kiss your
baby’s cheek.

“If you get lucky enough you might get another baby.” You comment before you walk away,
and it leaves a smile on Satoru’s lips. He bounces Seiji and asks,

“Do you want to be a big brother?” The baby coos, and Satoru kisses the top of his head.

“So who asked who out?” You ask when you sit across from Kaya and Daisuke. You want to
talk with both of them for a bit before you and Kaya have your own conversation, and Satoru
has his own conversation with Daisuke.
“Daisuke finally stepped up.” Kaya chuckles, and it causes her new boyfriend to laugh as
well. You can’t help but smile as you hear about the sweet story of how it happened. It makes
you glance at Satoru and wish you had a similar cute story. You just hope that Seiji is never
curious enough to ask about how you started dating because it’d be weird to explain how you
officially started dating his father when he was months old. The story of how you met is cuter
, of course, if you leave out the detail that not too long after you were in Satoru’s bed.

“I’m so happy for you two. We’ve been waiting an eternity for this.” You respond, a chuckle
leaving your lips. You’re about to comment about how you almost got married before they
even stepped up to go out with each other. “Now Seiji will have a cousin that he can play
with.”

“Woah, slow down. That’s in five years at the bare minimum.” Daisuke quickly interrupts.
Kaya agrees with her boyfriend– She wasn’t so sure about becoming a mother but then she
got to meet Seiji, and she knew she wanted that for herself one day. But that day isn’t in the
near future. Daisuke then jokes, “Seiji will probably have a sibling by then.”

“Have you two decided on a date for the wedding?” Kaya asks a question that you’ve been
putting off answering. You shake your head. You’ve been so busy with everything else going
on with your life that you haven’t talked much about your wedding.

“We’re going to move out first. I want to get Seiji walking first before we plan a wedding.”
You respond. Satoru takes a sip from his water before he says,

“Especially since it’s going to be a big wedding.” Satoru comments, which makes you roll
your eyes. The same man that suggested a small wedding has changed his mind, Satoru just
wants to see his baby as the ring bearer.

“Is it really?” Kaya asks, and Satoru hums in response while you shake your head. You don’t
have the energy to deal with a big wedding. She laughs seeing your opposite responses and
then she asks, “Oh yeah, I haven’t heard from Mei in a while, have you?”

“Mei? Who is that?” You tilt your head to the side, and Satoru’s eyes perk up.

“Your friend…” Kaya is confused at your confusion. “We went out once and she approached
me, saying that she was close friends with you and Satoru.”

“I have no idea who that is.” You respond, and you look over at Satoru who has a frown on
his face.

“When was this?” Satoru asks and Kaya takes a moment to think.

“She approached me… Over a year ago. Early into the pregnancy. She stopped contacting me
when Seiji was born. She asked a lot of questions about you and shit but it was always so
weird.” Kaya answers, and Satoru lets out the biggest sigh. He pieces everything together,
about who let Suguru know everything that was happening. Mei Mei would do just about
anything for money.
“If she contacts you again, let me know.” Satoru says and Kaya nods her head, she’s confused
but she has to trust Satoru. There’s some things that she can’t argue with him about.

“Is this like another weird thing like the sorcery shit?” You ask, and Satoru hums in response
before kissing your cheek. Daisuke is completely out of the loop, asking the question,

“Sorcery?” Which makes the three of you laugh. Kaya pats his shoulder.

“It’s a long story.” Satoru responds, and while Daisuke is curious, he decides that the answer
can wait. You then begin to have your own conversation with Kaya, and Daisuke and Satoru
talk about their own stuff. You keep glancing at Satoru, and he looks so tense which makes
you want to stop and ask what’s wrong with him, but you don’t. Your hand goes under the
table and goes to his lap.

He glances at you and you smile at him, and he tries his best to smile back at you.

You walk around with Satoru, enjoying the bit of time that you have before you have to go
back to your apartment and sleep on an air mattress. Satoru has been acting weird ever since
the mention of Mei Mei, and you find yourself worried about who she is. While you
mindlessly walk around you ask him, “Who’s Mei Mei?”

“She’s a coworker… Sort of.” He answers. It doesn’t really explain why his demeanor
changed. He clears his throat and says, “She… I’m sure that she told Suguru about you. I’m
not sure, but I think it was her.”

“Oh–” You come to a stop, and so does he. You’re taken back by this, in your mind it was
something completely different. You weren’t thinking about Suguru. You feel your stomach
churn at the mention of the name and you have to ask, “Why do you think she would do
that?”

“Money. She’s the definition of a gold digger.” Satoru answers. You purse your lips before
you take a deep breath. You begin to walk again, but you turn around to walk back to your
car.

“It’s fine now. I’m over it.” You comment, and it makes Satoru’s brows raise. That’s
definitely not something he was expecting to hear, and when he’s about to ask why you’re
over it, your phone rings. It’s your mother so you don’t waste a second picking up the phone.
“Hi, mom.”

Satoru listens and watches as your jaw drops. Then a smile comes to your lips. You comment,
“That little traitor waited till we were out of the house. Thanks, mom. I’ll tell Satoru.”

“What happened?” Satoru looks worried yet excited to hear what your mother just told you.
You’re smiling and you tell him,

“Seiji took his first steps.” And he looks absolutely mortified at the news. He’s excited, yet
upset that he wasn’t there to witness it. Of course Seiji decided to finally walk when his
parents weren’t around.

“That little shit. He doesn’t like us, I swear.” Satoru completely forgets about Mei Mei,
throwing his arm over you and guiding you to the car. His baby took his first steps, and he
wasn’t there to see it.

“He just wanted to show off to his grandparents.” You respond. You feel excited to go back
home to see your baby’s new trick– Although he’ll most likely be passed out when you get
there. You feel your phone vibrate and you look at the message you received. A video from
your mother and you stop walking. “She sent me a video.”

Both of your eyes are glued to the screen. You watch Seiji crawling around for an awful long
time in his playpen. Until he uses a toy to prompt himself up, and takes a couple of steps
toward his grandmother who encourages him– Until he falls on the floor again and he crawls
to her. You’re so excited yet tears spill your eyes because you missed your baby’s first steps.
Satoru is smiling and he comments, “He’s just so fucking adorable– Are you crying?”

“No, I’m fine.” You respond, wiping away the tears. He hugs you and you say, “I just wanted
to witness that.”

“Aw, baby.” Satoru says, hugging you tightly. He jokes, “We always have the next baby.”

“What next baby? Seiji is going to be our only one.” You reply even though earlier in the
week you were talking about having another one. He kisses the top of your head, deciding not
to comment because you’re simply too emotional.

“Are you on your period?” He asks because he can’t seem to understand why you’re so
emotional about the fact that you missed your baby’s first steps.

“No.” You shake your head. “That’s so rude to ask, Satoru. Of course I’m going to be upset
about this.”

“My bad, honey.”

Bonus:

“Satoru!” You yell from the bathroom, trying to keep watch of the new walking Seiji that
simply can’t stop moving around. Seiji tries to prompt himself up and run around simply
because it’s fun, and you need Satoru to take him for a moment. Seiji refuses to sit in your lap
calmly, so you have no option but to call his father

“What?” Satoru opens the door, finding you sitting on the toilet. You’re not doing anything.
Then he sees the stick that you hold in your hands. It causes him to pick up Seiji from the
floor, “What does it say?”

“Don’t know yet.” You respond, and this time you’re more calm than finding out about Seiji.
You’re fine with either possibility but at the same time you really wanted to finish getting
your degree before having another baby.
 “What do you think, Seiji? You wanna be a big brother?” Satoru asks, which earns a yell
from the baby that so desperately wants to be put down. Satoru watches you intently. You end
up standing up and wrapping your arms around Satoru, which honestly doesn’t answer the
question of whether or not you’re pregnant. “What are the results?”

“We better move out and get more space soon.”

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Seven years after Seiji is born, you constantly find yourself thinking about destiny and your
first discussion with Satoru about it. Neither of you are sure, but you’re happy that this is
how your life turned out. You love waking up next to him as his wife and proceeding to start
off your day with him and your kids. With your seven-year-old Seiji and your five-year-old
Saori.

You both have teaching jobs– Of course, they’re very different. Satoru teaches three
teenagers, one of them being Megumi, while you teach a classroom full of at least twenty
second graders. Satoru always tells you that you’re one of the reasons he decided he wanted
to become a teacher, apart from the part that he’s the strongest (you still have no idea what he
means) and that’s his duty. You have a much bigger home than before; yet neither Megumi
nor Tsumiki live with you anymore so many rooms are empty, however, considering the fact
that you have two young children, the house is still very lively.

Satoru still had a great idea to fill up the empty rooms, and that’s how you find yourself
expecting your third child with him. You swear to Satoru this is the last baby you’ll have, but
that’s what you said when you gave birth to Saori. It’s easy to forget how bad pregnancy and
childbirth are when you watch Satoru being the best possible father to your kids.

“Daddy, can you help with my homework?” Seiji asks, even though you’re the one that
teaches his grade level and knows what his teacher is teaching. Apparently you’re great at
explaining things but daddy just does it better, and you feel your eyes roll to the back of your
head as you watch Seiji approach his father with the notebook.

“Sure thing, buddy. Wait till Saori finishes with my nails.” Satoru answers, watching as his
daughter paints his pinky nail a blue color. She was going for pink since it’s her favorite color
but then she decided that blue would match his eyes (in reality she couldn’t find the pink nail
polish and didn’t want to admit that she lost it). It’s fine though, her father will just buy her
another one. “Wow, look at you. You’re doing such a great job.”

“I know.” Saori answers, so focused on not making a mess and painting her father’s whole
finger. Satoru manipulates his infinity every time that she’s clearly about to paint his whole
finger.

“Saori, will you hurry up?” Seiji asks, clearly annoyed. He wants to get finished with his
homework so he can watch TV, since you told him he could watch his show after he was
finished with homework. You offered to help, but he turned you down.

“Don’t rush your sister, Seiji.” Satoru says, and he watches how Saori sticks her tongue out at
her brother, causing Satoru to sigh. “Don’t stick your tongue out at your brother, Saori.”
“I can help you, Seiji.” You pop into the living room, where your husband and kids are. You
find yourself bored for once in your life because Satoru took care of everything.

“It’s okay.” Seiji responds, making you pout. He does usually accept your help, but during
your third pregnancy you’ve been a victim of pregnancy brain. You don’t think you’ve ever
felt dumber, so stupid that even your seven-year-old notices.

“Saori, honey, will you paint my nails next.” You say and she perks up. For the first time
Satoru fails, not turning his infinity on and getting nail polish all over his finger. She smiles
brightly and nods her head.

“I’m done with you, daddy.” Saori tells her father, and he laughs as he looks at the unfinished
hand. He stands up and walks over to Seiji to help him with his homework. You take Satoru’s
seat and extend your hand to your daughter. “Do you want blue as well, mommy?”

“What other colors do you have?” You ask.

“I used to have pink.” She replies, which makes you laugh. She doesn’t have it anymore so
you don’t see the point in bringing it up. She begins to paint your nails, and she’s awfully
concentrated until she finally speaks up, “When’s my baby brother or sister getting here?”

“Around two more months.” You answer. You’re due in December, a little while after
Satoru’s birthday. A month after her birthday. “Are you excited to be a big sister, honey?”

“Yeah.” She answers. She’s focused, therefore, she can’t talk. You stare at her, watch how
concentrated she is. She has to push her white hair out of her face since it covers her vision.
The more you stare at her, the more you realize how neither of your kids look like you and
you hope that the third time around you give birth to your twin. “When’s my birthday?”

“In a month.” You respond since you won’t count down the weeks until her sixth birthday.
You can’t believe just how fast she’s growing up, it feels just like yesterday when you found
out that you were pregnant with your baby girl. You smile, watching as she paints your whole
finger. Satoru has shown you his infinity, yet you still find yourself surprised how she never
messes up Satoru’s nails. “Woah, you completely missed the nail there.”

“Sorry.” She apologizes yet she continues to make the same mistake. You aren’t paying too
much attention to it, you just listen to Satoru explain to your son how to do his homework.
You’re sure that you could explain it better, but you still smile. You never really thought
you’d be here seven years later, but here you are.

You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Satoru isn’t the type of man that goes to bed early– Well, he wasn’t. Up until he had two
babies under two and ever since he had to handle a very energetic Seiji and a crybaby Saori,
he’s been going to bed since eight at night. When you put both of your kids to bed, you both
go to bed as well. His head barely touches the pillow and he’s passed out.
This specific night though, when his head touches the pillow, a scream comes from his
daughter’s room and he sprints out of bed and to her room. He literally just put her to bed,
there’s no way that she already had a nightmare. Seiji isn’t much of a prankster either so he’s
ready to kill just about anyone.

Satoru finds his little girl with her knees to her chest. She buries her head in her knees, and
she covers her ears. Satoru looks around, turning on the light. He’s about to ask what’s wrong
since his eyes don’t see anything, but he feels the energy. His eyes land on the half open
closet and he begins to walk towards it.

“Is everything okay, Saori–” Seiji comes running into the room after hearing his sister
scream. He’s much slower than his father, but regardless he’s here.

“Go to your room, Seiji. Take your sister.” Satoru orders and Seiji does as instructed, even
though it takes some effort to get Saori out of the room but he succeeds. Satoru fully opens
the closet and a sigh leaves his body seeing the small curse. Nothing scary to him, but surely
scary for his baby girl.

He exorcizes the curse with no issue before walking out of the room and going to Seiji’s
room. Seiji comforts his little sister, who’s trying to hide under the blue blanket that Seiji let
her borrow. There’s a frown on Satoru’s face as he walks over to his babies and sits on the
edge of the twin bed. He engulfs his kids in a hug.

“I’m sorry you saw that, Saori.” Satoru mutters. He feels guilty that the curse that he holds is
passed down to his children. He’s known they can see them, but he tries to protect them as
much as he can. Sometimes he can’t though. Satoru’s parents want him to start training his
son as well, after all, Seiji is a descendent of the Gojo clan but Satoru doesn’t want to do that.
He wants his kids to be free of this all.

That’s not his decision to make though.

“Everything’s gonna be okay while daddy is here.” Satoru reassures them. He kisses the top
of their heads, and just holds them while he can.

“What happened?” You show up a little too late. Getting up from your bed is the hardest
exercise that you face lately. Satoru chuckles, it’s not like you’re really going to understand
anyway. He doesn’t want you to.

“The kids are sleeping with us tonight, honey.” Satoru says, picking both Seiji and Saori from
the bed and carrying them to your bedroom. You slowly follow behind, already out of breath
by simply getting up from bed and going to Seiji’s bedroom.

When you stand in the doorway, you watch how Satoru tucks them in the middle of the bed,
filling their faces up with kisses. Maybe it wasn’t exactly planned, but you’re glad you’re
with him and the fact that he’s the father of your kids. Now, as his wife, you can’t imagine
spending the rest of your days with someone else and you can’t imagine a father more perfect
than him– Of course he has his flaws but they hardly poke through.
He often asks if you think he’s doing well as a parent, worried that he’s messing everything
up. You can’t even begin to say how proud you are of him, and how you think he’s a far
better parent than you are. He loves to remind them that their father is always there to help
them, protect them, and love them. Maybe that’s why you agreed to have a third child with
him, plus the process is always fun.

“I love you two so much.” Satoru says, and while he should lay down with them, he’s no
longer tired, and when he looks back at you it seems like you aren’t tired anymore either.
“We’ll be right back, do you want to watch some TV for a bit?”

They nod their heads and Satoru turns the television on. They’re too agitated to go to sleep as
well. Letting them stay up for half an hour isn’t the end of the world. He then walks over to
you, and throws his arm over your shoulder. You walk out of the room and go downstairs to
the living to sit down for a moment and talk. It’s rare that you find yourself alone to just talk.

When you take a seat, a moan leaves your lips, and he furrows his brow. You grab his hand
and put it over your belly, and your baby doesn’t waste time kicking. No matter how many
times he’s felt it, it always amazes him. He always looks so in awe, and he doesn’t remove
his hand until his baby kicks a couple more times. He then pecks your lips, muttering,
“Thank you so much for this.”

“Enjoy it while it lasts because this is the last time we’ll have a kid.” You tell him, and he
sweetly smiles at you, pecking your lips again. You rest your head on his shoulder for a
minute, and he enjoys the moment. You appreciate the unusual silence. You’ve gotten used to
so much noise, and you’ll grow to miss it if you sit in silence for too long. You still
appreciate it.

“How’s Kaya?” He asks, interrupting the silence.

“She’s planning the baby shower. She’s going crazy.” You respond, and you hear him
chuckle.

“Isn’t she due soon? She shouldn’t be stressing over a baby shower.” He says and you hum in
response. You wouldn’t know either way, you opted out for a baby shower the second time
around since you were already stressed enough planning a wedding and handling Seiji. Every
time you’re reminded, you laugh due to the fact that your father was right about the fact that
Satoru would knock you up months after Seiji’s birth.

“She’s due around Halloween– Maybe two weeks before Saori’s birthday.” You answer.
That’s so soon, Satoru only prays that her water doesn’t break during the baby shower and
that he has to handle all the chaos. Satoru knows Daisuke is absolutely freaking out about it
all; Satoru knows that feeling all too well, he’s still freaking out even though this is his third
baby.

“Our baby will finally have a little cousin this time around.” Satoru comments and you
chuckle. Seiji didn’t need a cousin, he had his younger sister. This new baby doesn’t though,
and you’re adamant on not having more kids which he understands since he’s not the one that
carries them for nine months.
“What ended up happening in the kid’s room?” You ask, and Satoru takes a long minute to
answer. There’s no point in lying. He lied so much to you when you first met, he can’t do that
anymore while you’re his wife. You swore you’d leave him if you ever caught him in a lie
again, and now he tells you the truth even when you can’t see it. He doesn’t see the point in
telling you a problem that you can’t solve.

“Well… Uhm… A curse.” He answers, and you remove your head from his shoulder. You
slowly nod your head in response, and you aren’t really sure how to answer that other than,

“Oh yeah…” There’s some things that you’ll never understand about them nor about your
husband. You don’t like to think about the fact that there are some issues that you’ll never be
able to help them out with, only Satoru can help them.

You sit in absolute silence for a minute as you get lost in your thoughts. Satoru watches you,
wondering what goes on in your mind.

“Are you okay?” He asks, and you sigh. You can’t try to play it off as if you’re okay because
you expect him to remain honest with you, it’s hypocritical to lie to him.

“Yeah, it’s just… What if you aren’t around and a similar issue comes up. How would I
handle that?” You ask, and he wraps his arm around you, bringing you in for a hug. He kisses
the top of your head, his hand going down to rest on your belly. “I just feel useless for some
stuff, Satoru.”

“You aren’t useless, baby.” He responds. He doesn’t want for you to think about this– He
doesn’t want to think that you’re useless in any way. It makes him recall an incident from
five years ago, and he hid the truth to not worry you. “Can I confess a lie I told you?”

“Better be from before we got married.” There’s a frown on your face, and Satoru chuckles.

“You remember when Seiji was three and Saori two, how they went running to you crying
about a bug that you could not find?” Satoru asks, and you remember the incident clear as
day. You were scared shitless but you still went after the bug to kill it; when you couldn’t find
it and they kept crying about it, you just comforted them while Satoru dealt with the problem.
“There wasn’t a bug, it was a curse. But you still managed to deal with the problem, even
when you didn’t know what it was.”

“That does make me feel better.” You smile at him before kissing his lips. “I love you. You
always know the right thing to say.”

“I love you too, baby.”

“Seiji, stop!” Saori yells at her brother who keeps messing around with her tiara. You’ve
already struggled getting into a kangaroo onesie to go out with them, you’re already far too
tired to stop their bickering. You have no idea why you agreed to go trick-or-treating with
them, you doubt you can walk too much. In your defense, you promised you’d do it two
months ago, and your circumstances now are much different than before. You should’ve
known that by Halloween you’d be in a much different mood. You only glance at Satoru, who
lays down on the bed and stares at the phone, and he stands up to deal with it. “Seiji!”

“Seiji, what are you doing?” Satoru yells, walking out of the bedroom to go to where his kids
are at. Satoru crosses his arm as he looks down at the seven-year-old who wears a superhero
costume, ready to go trick-or-treating. Seiji tries to play it off as if he’s doing nothing, but
he’s holding his sister’s tiara in his hands. Satoru sternly says, “Give it back and apologize.”

Seiji drags his feet, walking over to his sister to give her back her tiara. When Saori gets her
tiara back, she runs to her father’s side and hugs him. He picks his little princess up from the
floor and kisses her forehead. She sticks her tongue out at Seiji, making Satoru sigh and say,
“Don’t do that.”

“Mommy! Saori is being mean to me!” He yells, hoping to have a parent by his side. You’re
forced to leave your room to deal with it, even after your efforts of not dealing with it.

“What’s happening?” You ask. You look at Satoru and Saori before looking down at Seiji.
Before Seiji responds, Satoru says,

“I got it handled, honey.” He puts Saori down on the floor again, “Apologize to your brother,
Saori.”

“What for?” She responds, giving her father doe-eyes, which always work. He looks away, at
his son.

“Apologize to Seiji for sticking your tongue out at him.” Saori crosses her arms before
dramatically turning to her brother. She mutters an apology which is good enough for the
minor offense. When you’re no longer needed, you begin to walk away, but you don’t get too
far before your name is called again.

“Is Megumi still going with us?” Seiji asks, and you nod your head in response. You then
look at your husband.

“Change. We have to get going soon so we get home early.” You order, and Satoru has no
option but to do as you say. That’s what he signed up for when he chose to marry you.

When you’re back in your room, you lay down on your bed, grabbing a picture frame that’s
beside your bed and looking over it because every time Megumi is brought up you’re
reminded of the little family you had six years ago. It’s an old photo of baby Seiji, Megumi,
and Tsumiki. Looking at Tsumiki’s precious smile almost always makes you cry, and when
the tears well up, they spill as you laugh at Megumi’s awful smile.

Maybe you should’ve appreciated those times more, but you had a lot on your plate. It’s not
like you can stop time or stop awful things from happening. You’re still happy with your life
right now.

The picture frame is snatched from your hands, and you glare at your husband. He looks at
the picture before he puts it down on the nightstand. He leans down, and kisses you, “Don’t
start getting sentimental now, it’ll ruin your night.”
 “I’ll try not to.” You respond. He takes a seat on your side of the bed, his hands resting on
your belly.

“I got a call.” He announces, and it makes your brows raise. He clears his throat, “We’ll have
to go trick or treating without me. It’s an emergency.”

“Oh?” You reply. You want to be upset about it, but you know he doesn’t do it on purpose.
Satoru is the first one to be bummed out about missing time with his kids. “I can take the kids
out.”

“No! I want you to stay here till I get home.” He sounds defensive, and you know better. It’s
rare when Satoru says no, so you’ll listen. He pecks your lips, telling you, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” His head goes down and he presses a couple of kisses on your belly before
he promises,

“I promise, I’ll be back as soon as possible. We gotta take these kids trick-or-treating
together.”

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