Neverland - Gojo Satoru x Reader -

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Chapter 2
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1 YEAR AGO

"I could've sworn I put a baby in you this time." Satoru drawled on, ignoring the flush of his wife's face. His hand was rested beneath her shirt on her stomach, rubbing over the lower area nearing the waistband of her pants. Blindfold pulled down to sit around his neck, his brows furrowed slightly as his blue eyes were steeled on her stomach as if he were searching desperately for something. 

He was, Satoru was looking for a second heartbeat or unfamiliar growing curse signature that his six eyes would pick up instantly. 

"You said you threw up this morning right?" He repeated, referring to earlier in the day when Y/n had called him while he was working. She was experiencing symptoms that could possibly be morning sickness, which would make sense as they'd made an attempt just over a week leading to today.

"Yea... Must've just been the leftovers that'd been in the fridge for god knows how long." She mumbled the last part out of embarrassment, but Gojo's sharp ears picked up her words easily. The same leftovers he told her repeatedly to throw out when she argued against wasting even a grain of food. 

Blue eyes meeting her e/c ones, he titled his head as a teasing smirk played on his face.

'I told you so.' The look on his face screamed. 

Clicking her tongue she rolled her eyes before breaking eye contact to glance away. 

"Shut up," 

"I didn't even say anything!" He whined, Y/n stared at him through the corner of her eye, bitting back her laugh. His eyes fell back down to the hand he still had rested on her stomach, taking his other hand he slid it under her top. 

The material of her shirt rode up on his wrist, he stepped closer bridging the gap between their bodies. Towering over her much smaller frame, Gojo's gaze was glued to Y/n's face-- gauging her reaction as his hands traveled up farther. 

"Well...Guess that means we'll just have to try again?" The smirk growing on his face was wiped when Y/n placed her hands on his wrist, pulling his hands away. 

"Ngh, I'm tired." She brushed him off, ignoring the exaggerated frown he gave her as she walked past him into their bedroom. Still, he followed closely behind her like a lost puppy, and as she jumped face first into their bed he followed suit. 

Purposefully trying to annoy his wife, he flopped right on top of her, suffocating the poor woman under his body weight.

"Ew--" Squirming, it took all the energy that remained in her to kick Satoru off her frame. "Satoru get off of me in your sweaty uniform!" The white haired sorcerer exaggeratedly rolled off the bed, tumbling to the ground. 

Exhaling in relief, Y/n tuned out Satoru's overblown cry of pain and focused on curling up on top of the sheets to get as comfortable as she could. 

"What're you even tired from you've been home all day." He grumbled from his position sprawled out on the ground. 

"I'm not feeling well Satoru I literally took today off." She protested, while it was true her stomach had been giving her trouble this morning the pain had subsided by noon. Truth was, after taking the day off from work she wanted to fully bask in her opportunity to lay around and do nothing all day. 

Pulling himself up off the floor, Satoru leaned over the bed. Pressing his hand into the mattress, he shifted some of his weight onto the bed. The smile that'd been wiped off his face reappearing when tugged on the sleeve of his uniform. 

"You can come into bed just take off the outside clothes..." Satoru knew his wife all too well, and he knew she'd never turn down an opportunity to cuddle. "I'll try and ignore that you stink."