Mommy? [Gojo x fem! reader]

Chapter 24

It was a day prior to your awakening, finally discharged from the hospital you made your way home. Everyone was informed that you were well functioning and felt a lot better, sending you home with multiple gifts and tokens of good fortune.

Gojo, Nobara, Yuji and Megumi all insisted that they should carry everything. Not even an ounce of added weight to your body was allowed. Walking up to the door you had seen the car ordered for all of you.

Everyone came to a halt as Gojo caught everyone's attention.

"Fushi, hold these," he said shoving multiple bags in Megumi's face and walking over to you.

"Wha- Satoru don't do that," you said disapprovingly while walking over and to grab a few bags from Megumi hands.

Before you could even reach him, the white-haired man had scooped you up, holding you bridal style.
You gasped in shock, trying to free yourself from his grasp. By doing so he started to hold you tighter, quarrelling with you as you wriggled. The attention of bystanders was soon taken as some stopped to observe your small fued. Nobara and Yuji were giggling, while Megumi still stood there looking at Gojo unamused at the fact that he was called 'Fushi' again.

"Gojo put me down. People are looking!" you said reducing your voice to a loud whisper in hopes to draw less attention.

"No," he replied. Walking over to the car as the kids followed.

"I'm not a child, I'm perfectly capable of walking," you said shoving his chest. He looked down at where your hands were and a sudden idea popped into his head. Just as they were about to reach the car he gasped loudly.

"Oh my gosh! Y/n... don't grope me in such places. Have you no manners?!" he stated loudly, you stared at him wide-eyed as he tried to look around to see the attention he gained. You frantically removed your hands from his chest and tried hard to release yourself from his arms.

He kept babbling on about things having to do with assault in modern-day society, using a mocking tone, because you grabbed his chest area.

You sank in utter embarrassment.

He set you down in the car, placing you in the front seat while he sat in the back with the kids. Just as he was placing you down you smacked his head a couple of times, earning a few giggles from the backseat. The driver was slightly confused but paid little attention.

As everyone was finally settled in, you informed the driver of your preferred destination and set a course to your home. By this time it was already late afternoon, within an hour or two it would be sunset.

Gojo took note of the time and decided that he would be the one cooking. Finally arriving you stretched out of the car and yawned. The familiar concierge of your apartment complex brought a small smile to your face. You missed it all so much. Everyone still carried your bags for you as you made your way into the elevator.

Nobara started swaying lightly to the jazz music playing within the elevator. Gojo then joined with a small side step, Yuji doing the same. You chuckled while Megumi let out a big yawn.

With a small ding, you all stepped out of the elevator back into your apartment. Everything was nice and neat, the place smelled of clean laundry and gardenia as the late afternoon sun shone in from all of the windows. The perfect atmosphere to relax after an eventful past few days.

The kids took your belongings to your room as Gojo happily skipped to the kitchen to commence his cooking. You heard a few plates and pots rattle before he called out to you.

"Y/n!"

"Yes?"

"Come here."

"Okay just a second." You answered back, going over to your room and changing into something comfortable.

The kids had changed too and made themselves comfortable in your living room while you walked over to the kitchen.

Entering you saw that Gojo had his blindfold off and had removed his jacket, leaving him in a fitted shirt and pants with a dainty apron. He was humming while mixing something in a pan. It smelt very good.

"What are you making?" you asked, eyes sparkling in curiosity from the mere smell. He looked over to you
and saw you had that adorable look on your face whenever you were in the presence of yummy food. He cupped your face squishing your cheeks and planted a big kiss on your lips, deepening it by twisting his face a little. Pulling back he turned his attention to the pan once again finally answering your question.

"I am making Hiroshima style Okonomiyaki since I like it better then the Osaka version. Can you pass me the shiso leaves from over there?" he asked nonchalantly, though you were still a heated mess from his kiss. You hummed in response and grabbed what was asked.

After giving them to him you stood next to him watching him cook, now and then you would glance up at him. Admiring his face when concentrated, he had small beads of sweat just on his temples from the heat, and he always managed to smell of dove body wash and expensive cologne. Looking down at his chest you saw how the fitted shirt completed it greatly.

They're so... Big.

You thought in regard to his pecs. You let out a small 'hmph' in slight jealousy. Still eyeing them you finally lifted your gaze back up to his face. Only to find him looking at you questionably. You grew a little flustered.

"Are you eyeing my boobs?"  he stated simply. Forming a minor grin on the corner of his lips.

"Eh? No of course not," you said crossing your arms.

"Hmm, really? You looked like you wanted to lick them or something before," he stated stirring the pan. You scoffed.

"No, you idiot. I'm just... Impressed by the size..." you mumbled quietly, though it was still audible enough for him to hear. You widened your eyes.

Did I really just say that?!

You quickly looked away in embarrassment. Face palming at your incorrect choice of words.

He looked at you surprised, remaining silent for a before busting out laughing. Covering his mouth with his forearm still while holding the wooden spoon.

You grew more embarrassed by the second. Shoving him lightly while telling him to be quiet.

His loud cackles brought in the three teenagers. To your dismay, you tried to shut him up even more.

"Why are you laughing so much?" Asked Yuji.

Gojo was about to answer until you jumped to cover his mouth. Only making him laugh more. The kids only laughed in confusion. They were glad that they saw you more energetic and alive. It gave them comfort.

Not before long dinner was served. You enjoyed every bite and chimed along with good conversation amongst the people on the table. It felt like family and you were happy. You played board games and watched some movies not long after. It was nights like these that you didn't want to end.

Things were getting better.

End of chapter
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Hello everyone. Please answer this question truthfully... 🐄 what kind of nicknames should Gojo use for Y/n. You know things like a baby or something because I know some of them are cringe and I don't want it to be less enjoyable because of nicknames so please suggest some to use because I don't know any 👻.

I also saw that someone said Gojo is 6'6 and not 6'3... I was shocked.