Make You Mine || Satoru Gojo Fanfiction

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"How did you know I was at the hospital?" you asked as you both sat on the couch, nestled comfortably in his arms.

"I noticed you were absent from your desk, so I asked at HR and found out you were here," he replied, and the realization of his concern washed over you.

"When did you find out you were pregnant?" he asked softly.

"Three weeks ago," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

"So how old is it now?" he inquired, his hand gently resting on your belly.

"Six weeks," you answered, feeling the warmth of his touch.

He tenderly stroked your stomach, trying to connect with the life growing inside you. "This baby... it's my blood, my DNA. I knew I could reproduce, but it feels so unreal to think that I've actually done it," he confessed with a hint of humor, making you chuckle.

"Hey, bud! This is your dad," he said, speaking to your belly with a smile, and you couldn't help but laugh.

"Dad's sorry for being absent, but Dad already loves you a lot. And he loves your mom just as much," he confessed, causing you to blush.

"Before, your mom was mine. Now, you're also mine," he added, and you chuckled again.

"Yes, it's yours," you said, squeezing his hand gently.

"No, it's ours," Satoru corrected with a warm smile, pulling you closer into his embrace. You nodded, feeling the love and connection between the two of you.

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The next morning, Satoru insisted you take a day off from work, despite your protests. By the evening, a driver showed up at your door.

"Oh, hi," you said, recognizing him.

"Hello," he greeted, handing you a bag. "Mr. Gojo sent this over."

Just hearing Satoru's name brought a smile to your face. "Thank you," you said, as the driver left and you closed the door behind him.

Curious, you opened the bag and found a box inside. When you opened it, a beautiful blue dress greeted you, its color reminiscent of Satoru's striking blue eyes. You held it up, admiring its beauty, and noticed a note tucked inside the box. Unfolding it, you read:

My dear [Your Name], I know I'm a dickhead, but whatever I am, I'm all yours. Please wear this and meet me at Love and Dine at 7. I'll be waiting.

—Love, Satoru.

His note filled your eyes with tears of joy as you hugged the dress and the note close to your heart.

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That evening, you arrived at the hotel, but to your surprise, it was completely dark, pitch black.

"Satoru?" you called out, your voice echoing in the silence. Suddenly, the lights flickered on, revealing a beautifully decorated room filled with flowers and teddy bears. Your face lit up with a cheerful smile as you took in the scene.

You walked toward the table where Satoru stood, his eyes reflecting the same warmth as yours. "You look even prettier than I imagined," he said, and you blushed.

"After all, it's your choice," you replied with a playful smile, and he chuckled.

He then handed you a bouquet of roses, and you accepted it with excitement. "It's beautiful!" you exclaimed. But before you could say more, Satoru dropped to one knee.

"[Your Name], will you marry me?" he asked, his voice filled with sincerity, holding up a beautiful diamond ring.

Your eyes welled up with tears of overwhelming happiness as you looked at him. From the frustration and hurt to this moment of pure joy, you realized how far you had come together. Y

"Yes, yes, I will!"