꧁Husband Gojo x Wife!reader꧂ ╠Completed╣
Your husband is the person you love most in the world. Your children are someone you both love so much. And the time you spend together is beautiful. You love your family. Just like Satoru. Every day is like...
A/n: This is a chapter that is coming out faster than planned especially for you.
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Gojo's finger was put to his mouth as he entered the room.
He slowly opened the curtains, and as he walked over to the larger connected crib, he put his finger to his lips again to indicate that the little ones in the crib were to be quiet.
Standing by the wooden grille preventing the children from falling out, he reached to the side, grabbing the blanket that was on the chair, and covered his shoulders.
It was still early and he wasn't fully awake yet. However, that didn't stop him from going to his little children, who were looking at him with their little eyes right now.
Even though you are young and gave him twins, they are very healthy. They don't have any flaws.
Just like you, they are cute and perfect.
He saw his daughter in a pink dress open her mouth and wave her hand to him.
Even though he wasn't fully awake yet, he smiled slightly and reached for the infant with his finger.
He touched her little hand, and felt her tiny fingers wrap around his fingertip.
The second child was more sleepy.
He didn't know why he got up.
But perhaps he just wanted to see his little ones when they were in their crib.
Their eyes are the same blue as his. The fact that he almost never saw any pictures of him as a baby doesn't count. If they inherited his appearance, he now knows what he looked like.
However, he doesn't care how small he was.
He cares what they look like and that they are his children.
You were young, he was young. However, that didn't bother you.
Was it important at all? You fell in love with him and that's what matters.
It took so long. And now you have a family.
His little girl's little hands waved at his face as she smiled slightly.
They weren't even a year old. But they were smart. They could tell people apart.
