Hits Different | gojohime one-shot part 1

#GoUtaWeek2023 : ♡Three Of A Kind♡

#GoUtaWeek2023 Day 6 #2 :
"They Take After You"

Gojo insists that both of their elder children inherit the tough chatacters from their mother, in which Utahime has to give him a little reminder about her husband's younger self

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Utahime cannot pretend she is calm in the back seat. She keeps waging her legs. And she knows her face shows nothing but anxiety when the taxi driver has been glancing back at her through the rear-view mirror a few times already

"Make a right turn at this junction", she instructs and the driver nods

She looks to her side at her 9-month-old daughter in the carrier. Gojo Sanae is still fast asleep despite her mommy carrying her around like she is sort of a thing

"Sorry, Sanae. I will put you in your crib later", she aplogises, caressing Sanae's cheek with her knuckles. And then she heaves a sigh. "I hope Gojo doesn't overwork himself with the kids"

The cab makes the last turn and finally pulls up in front of their semi-D lot house. Utahime pays for her ride fare and hurriedly hops off, carrying Sanae

The door is left unlocked. Utahime takes off her shoes in a rush and she quickly walks inside

She spots her husband sitting on the single sofa, hands crossing over his chest. He taps his foot on the tiled floor. Her eyes shifts to their elder children who are sitting across their father, looking guilty as ever

The eldest, Gojo Sayuri has her gazes staring down at her own feet. Cannot afford to make eye contact with her father

Next to Sayuri, her younger brother, their middle child, a son, Gojo Satoshi. He has tissue paper stuffed in both nostrils

"Honey, I'm home", Utahime announces which distracts everyone in the living room

Gojo turns to his wife before he gets up from the sofa, walking up to her. "I'll take Sanae", he offers

Utahime nods as she understands what her husband tries to imply. Gojo takes the baby carrier from Utahime and he leaves into their bedroom upstairs

Now she turns to look at her children. 8 and 6 years old respectively. Utahime walks to them and hunkers down in front of them. She examines her children carefully and thoroughly, starting with Sayuri

"Are you okay, Sayuri? Are you hurt?"

Sayuri shakes her head

"It's alright. Mommy's here", she assures

Now it's Satoshi's turn to get his mommy's attention. "Let me see"

Utahime gently pulls the tissue paper from Satoshi's nostril. He wines lowly, scrunching his face. The tissue is stained with his blood but it has stopped coming from his nose

"Does it still hurt?", she frowns as worry cannot leave her expression

Satoshi nooded. "I'm fine"

Utahime finally sighs after learning nothing very serious happened to her children. She has been considering to call Shoko to come over, but not anymore