© Twisted | gojohime

11. Twisted by time

As the morning sun streams through the window into the room, Utahime sits on her rocking chair, a special gift from Gojo as she immerses herself into a new hobby — embroidery

She sits with her fully grown belly, rocking back and forth as she delicately threads the needle into the fabric of a swaddle meant for their son, crafting a few kanji characters very detailed and neat

Gojo looks back at Utahime as he gently pats his sweating face with a towel

"Be careful not to prick your fingers", he reminds

Utahime looks up from the embroidery to Gojo, smiling. "I am", she cooes. "You too, be careful not to knock your hand with that hammer", she says back

Gojo is currently putting up the baby's crib. Next, he is going to drill a safety railing to the window. He has been working non-stop since yesterday. Utahime had to force him to take a break to eat or shower

Gojo scrunches his nose at her, nodding and then proceeds to join the parts all together

The due is approaching, only 10 days left. Utahime is nervous, but also excited for the day to finally come. She feels like she has waited forever to see their son

As for Gojo, he doesn't outwardly express how he feels. But Utahime knows, he must have the same thoughts

Utahime is finally done embroidering. She sweeps her thumbs over the names she has stitched from nothing

五条悟&庵歌姫

A proud smile stretches on Utahime's face. Gojo goes to stand behind her, looking at the same thing she is staring at

"Gojo Satoru & Iori Utahime", he reads, smile is pasted on his face. "That's so cute", he also touches the embroidered names with the tips of his fingers. "Everyone will know he is ours when he wears this"

Utahime grins as she agrees with Gojo

Ours

Theirs

Utahime feels a great sense of accomplishment knowing that she has just created something special and meaningful for their son

"I'm thirsty", Gojo croaks. "Do you want a glass too?"

Utahime shakes. "I'm good"

"Alright. I'll be back", Gojo places the hammer down and shuffles out of the room

Utahime also gets up and walks over to the cloth rack and keeps the swaddle in the top compartment. She takes one last look at it before closing the drawer

She stills for a brief moment, looking all over the room that is now full with hers and their baby's necessities. While going through the items she had bought in her head, Utahime genuinely thinks she missed something quite important

TING!

She finally recalls

"Satoru!", she calls, walking up to him who is in the kitchen, drinking as he intended to

Gojo who is on his phone looks away to find Utahime. He nearly spits then quickly shoves his phone back into his pocket

"What are you doing?", she asks

"I was— It's just— Nothing", he drinks from the glass to hide how flustered he is. "Why?"

"Well, I'm hungry", she says, approaching Gojo at the kitchen counter. "But I'm too tired to cook for us"

"That's fine. We can just order"

Utahime hums, a little disagrees. "What if we eat out?"

"You want to eat out?", he frowns. "Why?"