Warning(s)
Language
DrinkingIt was winter break and you found out you were pregnant almost two months ago, so your bump was coming in. On Christmas, you went to Gojo's house since your apartment is small and can't hold the amount of people that are coming. You decided it would be funny to wear a Santa costume, since Christmas was you and your brothers' favorite holiday. Also the fact your belly was slightly large from the bump. You put on a fake, long white beard, and a Santa hat, along with Santa's iconic outfit, and a pair of black boots. Choso's wearing a suit, and you walk out of the bedroom, striking a pose. "How do I look?" You ask, striking another pose. Choso clenches his fist to hold back his laughter. "You.. you look great." He chokes out, not wanting to speak so he doesn't start laughing. You never heard Choso laugh, and you could always tell when he was forcing it back; he's such a party pooper. "Choso please laugh. It'd be a Christmas miracle." You beg, walking up to him. He shakes his head and you frown. "You're ruining Christmas babe. Don't be such a party pooper. I know you want to laugh." He unclenches his fists and bursts out into laughter, a wide grin on your face. His laugh is deep, it vibrating in your ears. "You look fucking great!" He tells you, calming down. "Hm. Knew you'd laugh. Do it more. Your laugh is hot." You tell him, smirking. "I guess I'll keep that in mind then. Ready to go, Santa Claus?" He asks, holding out his hand. "Hold on. One more thing." You grab a bottle of wine and another of vodka and you take his hand, Choso frowning. "Don't you think it'll be bad on the baby?" He asks, his arm wrapping around you and his hand rubbing your waist. "It's okay if our baby is autistic or whatever. A baby is a baby. And one night of drinking won't hurt." You shrug, walking out of your apartment, Choso following behind you. "Okay, if you say so." He says quietly, getting into the car and turning it on once you're in the passenger seat, driving to your brothers house. Right when Choso parks, you run out of the car, bursting through the door, holding the bottles of alcohol. "HO HO HO MOTHERFUCKERS! WE'RE GETTING DRUNK TONITE!" You yell, announcing your arrival, Gojo running out of the kitchen, seeing you in your Santa costume. Amina comes out as well, almost peeing herself when she sees you. She cackles, collapsing onto the floor, covering her mouth to muffle her laughter. "Awe yeah! Santa's here!" Gojo smiles, giving you a high five and a hug. Choso follows you inside, his hands in his pockets. Yuji's in the kitchen, stuffing his face with bread; I guess it's a brother thing. He walks out of the kitchen, seeing you and smiling. "No one told me Santa's coming." Yuji mumbled through his bread filled mouth. "Oh, well I'm here, and I brought the goods." You place the bottles of alcohol on the counter, smirking. Amina, who finally regained her composure, walks into the kitchen, smiling. "That's my girl!" She slaps you on the shoulder, giggling once again. Everyone has dinner, and enjoys a few drinks afterwards, chatting and having fun. You and Choso are about to leave and walk through the living room doorway, stopping when gojo yells. "HEY! Look up." He smirks, pointing up to the top of the doorway, a mistletoe hanging from it. Everyone's watching, and patiently waiting for the two of you to kiss, you turn towards him, Choso looking down at you. "Shall we?" You nod, taking off your fake beard, looking up at him and pressing your lips against his, sharing a slow, passionate kiss. Choso's hands trail down to your waist, your arms locking around his neck. Everyone watches, wide smirks on their faces. Choso quickly pulls away, preventing things from going too far. "Okay. That's enough. We don't want things escalating." Choso smirks, letting go of your waist. "But things can escalate back at home, right?" You ask, smirking aswell, your brother's jaw dropping at your dirty language. "Of course." He holds your hand, leading you out of Gojo's house. It was a great Christmas. Another thing that made it great was the fact Choso rearranged your organs once you got home.
YOU ARE READING
Blood Bonded (CHOSO X FEM READER)
FanfictionYou are y/n, a 23 year old college student. It's summer before your next semester, and you decided to go out and have some fun. You ended up getting drunk and having a one night stand. As soon as you get back to college, you automatically meet your...