Being The Strongest means getting a lot of marriage proposals, with everyone drooling at the thought of becoming part of the famous Gojou family and bearing its heir. But Satoru is tired of it, so when higher-ups decide to kill Yuuji only because he...
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“Megumi, Yuuji is my wife. We love each other. We are going to be parents, and we are both okay with that.” Satoru says patiently.
“He is fifteen!” Megumi drawls through his teeth.
“Are they going to fight?” Yuuji murmurs worriedly. “I don't want them to fight.” He admits in a hushed tone.
There is a deep sigh. Then. “You have been standing up for too long, you fool. Just because you got that IV infusion doesn't mean your body is still okay. Sit down, or you will faint eventually.” Sukuna grumbles loudly.
The pink-haired boy blinks, surprised. Then he catches Nobara's wide eyes, and they realize it at the same moment.
“Oh no, Yuuji. Are you okay? Do you feel dizzy?” She asks equally loudly, touching his face with a fake panic. “You look sooo pale.” Nobara says exaggeratedly.
“Yuu-chan?” His husband is next to him in an instant. “Do you feel sick? Are you in pain? What's wrong, my love?” He pats Yuuji's body as if trying to find the issue.
“Oh.” The pink-haired boy utters and sways on his legs purposefully. “My body feels weak?” He offers, and it's Megumi who places a hand on his back to support him, coming hurriedly to help him, the anger forgotten.
“Wanna go to Ieiri-san?” The dark-haired boy asks with a worried frown.
Sukuna clicks his tongue. “Yuuji just needs to rest. Also, you are all too close. Let him breathe.” He orders, and everyone beside Satoru takes a step back.
“Thank you, Sukuna.” Yuuji says from the bottom of his heart, and Sukuna snickers.
That's not the first time Sukuna has been reliable, coming up with the best solutions at times.
“Should we visit my family tomorrow?” Toru wonders, stroking the pink-haired boy's cheek tenderly.
“No. I want to tell Okaa-san already.” Yuuji smiles. “We are taking the car, so I will be sitting anyway.” He points out with a chuckle.
His husband smiles back and kisses his forehead. “But tell me if you feel worse, hm?”
The pink-haired boy nods obediently and then feels a tug on his clothes, so he turns to find Megumi.
“If you are happy with having a child with this failure of a human being, I guess I will accept it.” The dark-haired boy says reluctantly and looks away, embarrassed. They both ignore Satoru's pained whine. “Congratulations, Yuuji.” He adds quietly.
So the pink-haired boy smiles widely. “Thank you, Megumi!” _______________
“Yuu-chan, hear me out~! Everyone was screaming at me in the headquarters~!” Toru whines in the car, making Yuuji laugh.
“Oh, my poor husband.” The boy coos and pets the man’s soft white hair gently.
Well, they expected that the higher-ups wouldn't take the news too gladly.
“They were so mean! I'm pretty sure that they are planning to take you both away from me, Yuuji.” Satoru pouts and then takes the boy's hand to squeeze it. “I won't let that happen, my love.” He says with confidence, smiling fondly.
Yuuji squeezes back and hums. In his peripheral vision, he can see Ijichi-san glancing at them in the rearview mirror with his eyebrows furrowed in worry. Then his husband slides down his sunglasses with an odd expression and tilts his head.
“Yuu-chan, is that…?” Toru cuts himself off while staring at the boy's chest.
Yuuji blinks, perplexed, and also glances down.
“Oh no.” He utters weakly, eyeing his hoodie with a clear, still wet milk stain. He didn't even feel it when it spilled!
“You are lactating.” His husband mumbles, bewildered, and something in his eyes shifts at the realization.
And the boy knows Satoru well enough to notice how this fact makes the man excited. Not happily excited. Horny excited.
Ijichi-san looks straight at the road, his expression horrified.
“No sex.” Sukuna instantly appears on Yuuji's cheek with a warning bark, which makes their poor driver choke on his spit. “Doctor’s orders. Don't think I can't see your lustful gaze, perverted husband.” He grumbles and vanishes.
“Who said anything about sex?” Toru purrs, leaning closer towards Yuuji, his hand slowly traveling from the boy's hand to his breast.
As much as Yuuji loves his husband and usually he would welcome this invitation without hesitation, now he has a bigger problem.
“Satoru! I can't see your family when I look like this!” He groans, panicked, trying to figure out if the milk will dry and leave a permanent stain or not.
smacks him lightly on his chest.
“Toru! I'm serious!” Yuuji whines and sniffles, looking away, a bit annoyed at how easily he is getting emotional because of the hormones. But he can't help it, it's like crying is his first response now.
“Ijichi, stop the car.” His husband orders immediately, and the man obliges, pulling over to the side of the road. “Give us a moment.”
When they are alone, Satoru wordlessly unfastens the boy’s seat belts and then waits until Yuuji looks at him.
“Come here, Yuu-chan.” His husband says softly while patting his laps.
And he does exactly that. Yuuji obediently straddles Toru's lap, and a moment later, he is enveloped in a warm embrace, the man stroking his back reassuringly, so the boy relaxes and nudges closer, his head resting on his husband's shoulder.
“It's okay, my love. I'm here for you.” Satoru whispers and kisses Yuuji's forehead. “Whenever you feel that it's too much, I will be there to hug you like this.” He promises in a hushed tone. “I love you, Yuuji.”
“I love you too, Satoru.” The boy replies, finally calming down. “I'm sorry for overreacting and being a burden.” He mumbles, ashamed.
“Nonsense, Yuu-chan! My wife is definitely not a burden, so don't even think about yourself this way. And your reactions are always so cute~ I love everything about you, Yuuji. From your unstable moods to your amazing lactating nipples.” Toru states heatedly, and Yuuji giggles. The man kisses him on the forehead again. “This pregnancy won't be easy, but we have to do our best. For our baby.” He whispers while gazing at the boy lovingly, which makes Yuuji's stomach flutter.
He feels like crying again. “You are so unfair, Satoru! Why are you making me fall in love with you more and more every single day?” The boy asks accusingly through the tears and then looks at his man with determination. “But you are right. I need to be strong for our baby.” He decides and caresses his abdomen tenderly. “Your parents will protect you, baby.” Yuuji says to their child truthfully.
