Baby Steps [Satoru Gojo]

↳ 𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜

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.