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16. Twisted by love

Utahime says she will try putting Satoshi to sleep. Because when they arrived at their home this evening, the little guy has been acting up a little

Satoshi falls asleep for 20 minutes at most, consistently feeding in between. He is probably adjusting to the new, foreign place, and Utahime is currently grooming her son to get him comfortable to their home

So Gojo decides to take on the task of doing the laundry for his family. He starts by gathering all the dirty clothes from the basket left at home and those from their stay at the hospital, sorting them into different piles based on colors, fabrics, and owners. Satoshi's clothes definitely need to be washed separately

Gojo carefully reads the labels on each garment to ensure they will be washed correctly to prevent any damage. He loads the clothes into the washing machine then adds an appropriate amount of detergent. He selects the right wash cycle and temperature settings for each load

Gojo checks on the progress of the laundry periodically, making sure to transfer the clothes to the dryer or hang them up to air dry as needed

"Looking busy, papa"

Gojo whips his head around and sees Utahime entering the kitchen

"Hey. He went to sleep?"

"Finally", she nods, half groaning. "But I think he will wake up again soon. I need to hurry"

Utahime scurries to get storage bags from the cabinet top

"Your son drinks a lot", Utahime complains

Gojo chuckles. "Does he?"

She nods. "He drinks every 1 hour. I'm afraid I won't have enough milk to feed him"

"Then what are you doing?"

"Pumping.. so I will produce more"

Gojo walks up to Utahime, standing behind her as he leans down and puts his chin on her shoulder. Utahime shoves her hand up into her bra and detaches the breast pump from her nipples. She carefully transfers the freshly expressed milk into the airtight sachets and labelled them with date and time

Gojo mentally counts the number of sachets filled with Utahime's white, rich milk. Three full sachets. That's a lot for a new mom

"You still have a lot, it seems", he holds one sachet up then puts it back down. "Can I drink this? I heard breast milk has a lot of nutrients"

Utahime rolls her eyes. "They are for Satoshi"

Gojo purses his lips

"I will keep them in the chiller at the back. Remember to transfer the milk into the feeding bottle first then use the bottle warmer to heat it up to 35°C"

Gojo nods his head, understood. Utahime opens the fridge, stores the milk and closes it back

"If you get it, I'm going to nap now.. before our baby bear wakes up again"

Gojo laughs. He throws his arms around Utahime, pulling her in and kisses her forehead. "Go ahead, have a good rest"

"Are you not sleeping?"

Gojo squints his eyes, humming. "We'll see"

"That's unfair. I've never envy you for having RCT", Utahime pouts

"Trust me, it's not as cool as you think", Gojo walks Utahime back to their room

Utahime climbs up into bed and lies down next to Satoshi. Gojo tucks the duvet over her, kisses Utahime good night and moves to do the same for Satoshi who is sleeping soundly between two baby pillows on their bed. Gojo tip-toes on his way out, not even making a sound when he closes the door