JJK x Reader One Shots

Joy [Gojou Satoru x Pregnant! Reader]

Satoru and reader are 21+

"Hey! C'mon... Let me help you!"

"No! Dammit Satoru! I can use a damn towel!"

"But how will you dry yourself? Let me do it."

"I swear to god Gojou...you dare ask again and I will call Suguru to come over here!''

"NO! Fine but I'm here, call me if you need something."

Your husband grimaced at the sound of the shower turning on and the water hitting the marbled surface of the expensive bathroom, yet it didn't phase his concerned state. He pressed his forehead against the fogged glass separating you two, one arm resting above his head and the other hand pushing it lightly cause he knew if it broke, you would kill him. He loved you with every fiber of his being, but he couldn't exactly inflict all this love upon you when you shut him out and insisted that you would be fine on your own.

He released a deep sigh when the sound of water hitting the expensive marbles ceased and knocked on the glass lightly, "Please let me in, you know I just want to help you. I know you want to be all strong and independent but we're in this together, remember? Who're you trying to prove? I know you're strong, and smart, and beautiful even with gross puke running down your chin. Okay, maybe not the last one. Anyways now c'mon, unlock it"

He waited a few moments, waiting for you to come out or an angry grunt in response, but nothing. Silence. His brows furrowed and he called your name again. "_______?" he called, knocking pressure increasing. "You okay in there?" More silence. "Hey, what's going on in there? Are you okay? Damn, answer me please! Unlock this right now!"

His mind raced as he took a step back from the glass separating you from him. Shit, what if she got lightheaded and passed out and hit her head or something. Should I call Suguru? No fuck no. He'll shoot me if he gets to know I let her bath on her own. Shit, what if she's bleeding out on the floor oh FUCK!

"Fuck it!" he muttered under his breath, taking a few more steps away from the door. Without thinking, he kicked the glass resulting in it shattering to pieces. He stumbled in, frantically glancing about as his head spun looking at you. His gaze finally landed on you, quietly seated with your back rested against the other side of the glass wall, a smile bedecking your lips as your hand rest over your stomach, body wrapped in a milk-white towel. Still, in a confused stupor, he panted heavily and gave you an exasperated stare.

"Satoru... I felt it kick."

"What? Who kicked you? I'LL KICK HIS ASS!"

"No, asshole, the baby. It's moving."

"Oh, right. But you know that if someone hurt you I would personally go and ki-"

"Just get over here and feel it!"

He slowly dropped to his knees by your side, unsure as he locked eyes with you. He hesitantly raised his hand, allowing it to hover over your stomach with an experimental expression. With an encouraging smile that never missed to make his heart melt, you reached out, delicately taking his larger hand within yours and placing it over the particular spot under your shirt.

A hush fell over the two of you as he held his palm flush against your skin. You watched his brows furrow and heard the audible gulp from within his throat as he scooted himself closer, his eyelids fluttering shut to focus solely on the possible movement beneath his fingertips. Like the beat of a drum, he felt a light tap beneath his hand, causing him to jump lightly. Almost immediately after, a much harder pulse erupted beneath his touch, and his eyelids snapped open. A large grin spread across his lips and his ocean eyes pooled with tears of utter joy.

"Holy shit," he whispered, using the back of his free hand to wipe away his tears. "He's strong, just like me."

"Or he could be strong like me. And it could be a girl," you retorted, unable to contain your beaming countenance.

"No, that was definitely a dude kick, I know the difference between the two," he replied with a confident nod while picking you up in the bridal style.

Wrapping your hands around his neck you questioned, "Have you gotten kicked before of something?"

"Hey!"

Ignoring the roll of your eyes, he leaned forward, to kiss you with simultaneous passion and tenderness. You felt him smile against your lips and couldn't help giggling as he pressed light pecks around the rest of your face.

"You ass we'll get tripped or something."

He pulled away, eyes glittering with elation. "You make me so happy," he said softly, as you pecked his cheek. "I'm so excited for this little dude to kick his way out of there so all three of us can kick ass together."

"And glass. You are such an idiot. Wait. You do know that's not how it really works, right?"

"Man I was so scared cause you weren't replying. Also, it was just a joke, pshhh... of course I know. Damn, I'm calling Suguru."

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inspired by an episode of Big Mouth (which is a hilarious show you guys should watch it's on Netflix) and I love this particular scene of a lovable asshole character made me think of an equally lovable asshole character who would greatly fit this scenario.

Enjoy and PLEASE leave a comment or two and have a nice day!