The Bride of Gojo Satoru

Chapter 13

"Babe, are we taking Nao with us?" I looked down at our son who was happily jumping around me and Gojo. This was going to be his first time in any jujutsu event, hence why he's unable to settle down.

"Yes. Who else is going to watch our son? Not your parents. My parents are always flying around the world because they're old and retired!" He slid his blindfold on as it pushed up his hair. He looked like a walking broomstick if the bristles were white instead of a sandy brown color.

"You're right. At least he'll get to watch his seniors fight." We both stared at Naozumi who ran outside our room to Yuji's side. He was excitedly talking about seeing Yuji fight on screen.

Gojo's strong arms wrapped around my body as he pulled me close to him. His chin rested on my shoulder. "Our little boy is growing up so fast. It was just yesterday where he was just a tiny baby." Hearing that made my heart hurt. I couldn't believe that five years has actually passed. In ten years from now, he'll be 15 and we'll be 38. I've never felt so old thinking about the future.

"I know babe... He's growing up too fast. Maybe we should go to the doctor so I can take some medicine to increase my hormones and produce more eggs." I half joked about it. Having another child wouldn't be bad since I'm still young, but was the timing bad? The major events from last year to this year tells me that we're not going to end on a good note.

"You really want to?!" Gojo spun me around, pulling his blindfold up to his hair as his eyes widened from my sudden news. His blue eyes shined like glistening water by the bright sun on the ocean.

Patting his cheek, I said to him, "You're that eager to become a dad again?" He nodded rapidly, and I sighed giving him the disappointing news. "Let's wait until the new year comes because you already know the air is shifting, so it's not going to be easy to protect a pregnant Ena and Naozumi."

"Of course, baby. Next year sounds great." Gojo leaned forward and pecked a quick kiss on my lips.

"Eww! Can't you kiss when I'm not around?" Naozumi cried in disgust, and we turned our direction to him. His face was contorted as if it'll burn in his memory until the day he died.

"Nope! I'm showing mommy how much I love herrrr!" Instantly, Gojo gripped me firmly, letting me know I'm in for a long run.

My heart fastened from this sudden change. "Satoru, control yourself—" my cries were drowned out by his rapid kisses all over my face.

"Grosssss!" His little feet ran off to another part of the house.

Then Gojo pulled away, shooting his head out to the hallway. "Nao, you'll do the same when you find the love of your life!!"

I mentally sighed, yanking my man away from traumatizing our little boy. "Stop ruining his innocence! What's next? The talk about the bees and birds?" My hand slapped his shoulder, and he winced in pain.

"Ouch!" I didn't even hit him hard, and I never hit him hard either. They're usually light hits. "So hard, mommy." He said in a high pitched voice which brought shivers down my spine.

"I—" My head couldn't comprehend what he just said. I didn't even know he had a mommy kink. I needed to leave now. "I'll see you later..." I awkwardly exited the room, wishing I had run off with Naozumi.

At the goodwill event, Naozumi and I walked up the stone stairs where everyone else was waiting. "Snowbear, don't let anyone know that Yuji is alive. He's going to surprise everyone!" I whispered to him and Naozumi nodded.

"Yeah I know. Yuji told me." My son was a good listener and a good boy too. He's well disciplined for his age. Naozumi doesn't whine or cry a lot; he's very observant and he listens. Sometimes he does retort if it's necessary. We don't scold him much.