JJK x Reader One Shots

Changed Routine [Dad!Gojo x Mom!Reader]

All characters are 26+

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"Why have you been working so damn hard? Satoru, leave this place now." You began weaving your fingers through his coarse silver hair, slightly jealous a male had prettier and better-kept hair than you did even after not taking care of them.

"Do you need some coffee?" You inquired when your husband's tired eyes met yours after removing the shades.

"Hmmm"

Your ring clanked against the counter, even though you'd been married for five years yet you continued to hit the white gold on nearly everything. Swiping the cup up from the floor you tossed it into the recycling bin and grabbed your coffee maker, two mugs, and headed towards your husband's workroom. Balancing the glasses in your palm you clumsily kicked at the door until it popped open a little, allowing you to slide it with your heel.

He got up and quickly grabbed the glasses from your hands, setting them down neatly on the free space available on his messed table.

"You are not taking proper care of yourself."

"Look who's speaking."

Ignoring the roll of your eyes, he leaned forward, finally releasing the seat he had been occupying for the past five hours to cup your face and 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. Resting his hand over your stomach he let out a smile.

"I'm so excited for this little dude to kick his way out of there so all three of us can kick ass together. I'm going to buy some ice creams and chocolates. You wanna come? "

"Suguru will be going with you."

"Yes sir."

After getting the negative response from him, and a ton of pieces of advice to look out on the way along with a free bodyguard you grabbed your scarf after finishing your caffeine and clothed your body in layers of clothes, even you weren't able to count.

Winter was harsh. Sometimes it darkens the days and inks the night out in the bone-chilling wind, just as the pile of loss towered higher and higher until it left nothing but its shadow. Billows of stone-colored smoke whirled until it dissipated into the crisp morning air as the sun peaked its sleepy, curved head above the great treetops.

The sun was setting, painting the sky in deep coral and golden color as if it was a landscape created by an artist after a set of failed attempts. It was just past five, but you knew the darkness overtook the light faster in winters. For you, existing is a series of calculated moves, being twenty steps ahead while everyone else thinks ten steps can keep them in the lead because it was risky for a non-shaman to wander alone. The fact that you couldn't help people escape from despair or just even help them when they are in danger, always attacked you and forced you to feel useless. You had accepted yourself to be a loser and a failure, but he never made you feel worthless.

"You are perfect, ______."

Being a jujutsu sorcerer, a teacher, and a huge target to curses, he was occupied with his tight schedules, teaching, and taking care of his students but he always managed to spend time with you, cutting some time from his resting time.

You understood your mood had not exactly been spitting sunshine in the past few weeks and your husband had been amazingly supportive. You were a proud doctor and your first crush's wife who was also carrying his child. From the past two weeks, you were not feeling energetic and your loving husband was super worried but wasn't showing it when he thought you were just sick.