For the Purpose of An Heir (Gojo X Reader)

Epilogue (Extra 1)

"SATORU GOJO, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Your voice echoed throughout the house, causing the man to flinch.

He watched as you came storming out of the bedroom, hand on your small but visible baby bump.

"Honey--"

"Close the fucking door." You stared at the man in question who was in his sorcerer uniform, blindfold on.

"But Y/NNNNN--" he whined desperately as you grabbed his ear and dragged him back to bed.

"I told you, when you are sick, you stay in bed and rest. Do not go on more stupid missions that you cannot do because of your current condition."

He had an aggressive pout on his face as he changed back into his pajamas and laid back down in bed. "Damn you and your stupid pregnant cursed energy sensing."

"Watch your mouth because you are the one that got me pregnant. Twice." You laid him back in bed and began to put a cooling cloth on his forehead. "You have a fever. Get some sleep."

"I don't know how I even got sick--"

"Maybe it's because you won't learn how to cook. Because if you cooked your own healthy meals when I'm gone instead of ordering fucking fast food, you would not feel like crap and your immune system would be better. I tell you everyday, 'Satoru, Satoru, take those immunity pills. Satoru, Satoru, eat your veggies,' yet you don't listen!"

Your nagging was becoming unbearable. "Domain Expansion: Infinite void." He lazily cast his domain just around his head so he couldn't hear you, only to find the domain twist and shatter. He looked over at you. You had a thread in your hand. You had broken his domain.

"Go to sleep."

Satoru glared, but soon found himself giving into his dreams.

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The next day, Satoru woke up.

"Y/NNNNNNN!" He whined desperately. You came rushing into the room, only to find him falling off the bed in dramatic fashion.

"What's wrong?" You held him up, then had him sit up while you fed him some soup.

"My head hurts...my body hurts...my tummy aches..."

You sighed and gently put your hand on his forehead. "That domain you cast last night really did a number on you."

He gently nuzzled into your hand and kissed it softly.

"Do you want me to run you a nice bath?" You ran your fingers through his hair.

He nodded and followed you to the bathroom.

After getting him situated, you sat on the rim of the tub and gently pet his hair, allowing him to relax. After a bit you slowly got up. "I need to go to the grocery store. I'm leaving Dai here with you. He's taking a nap right now, so don't you dare leave."

Satoru nodded weakly and squeezed your hand while you left. He listened closely until he heard the front door shut. As soon as he did he got out of the bath and pulled all his clothes on. He shook his head to dry off his hair and grabbed his glasses. He washed his face with some cool water, then ran and grabbed Dai, putting him in his carrier on his chest, and keeping the boy's head close to his chest to keep him from waking up.

Satoru looked in the mirror. It worked. He had used your heating pad to heat his forehead up in order to look sick. He had to get the day off from work to get you an anniversary present, but he wanted it to be a total surprise. So, his bright idea was to fake being sick so you were convinced he couldn't leave the house, so when you left or you were asleep, he could sneak out without you knowing.