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“You need to get laid boss.”

“Shut the fuck up Ran,” Rindou hisses. “Do us all a favor and be quiet.”

“What? I’m just saying what we’re all thinking.”

Sanzu sighs, slumping into his seat.

“Do you think about my sex life often Ran?”

Kakucho is barely able to disguise his laugh as a snort. Ran shrugs.

“You’re the only one of us who’s married. I just assumed you’d have a better attitude since you’re having regular sex.”

“Jesus Christ,” Kokonoi breathes. “I wish you had an off switch.”

Mikey is momentarily distracted by the memory of how hard he’d fucked you in his office yesterday. Of the way you came so hard you’d sobbed his name. In retrospect, he should’ve realized his subordinates might hear.

“Maybe you’re the one who needs to get laid Ran. Your fascination with my sex life might have everything to do with the fact that yours is lacking.”

Ran splutters. Mikey continues.

“We have women for that Ran. To scratch your itches. To relieve your stress.”

Rindou snorts. “He’s lost his touch.”

Mikey blinks. “Bad enough that the women we’re paying won’t go near him?”

“That’s not quite the issue,” Rindou’s grin is feral. Ran pales, his mouth opening in an attempt to interrupt Rindou but he’s too late. “His cock wont seem to work.”

Mikey’s eyebrows disappear into his hairline. “Is that right?”

Kakucho is almost blue with the effort it’s taking him to hold in his laughter.

“Rindou doesn’t know what he’s saying,” Ran says quickly. “It was one time and I think I was just tired.” He finishes lamely.

“Really? My cock has never been too tired to fuck a willing partner,” Mikey admits. Though he’s definitely been milked dry. Your body has always been the one thing that relaxes him most. “How ‘bout you Kakucho? Koko?” Both men shake their heads. “And you Takeomi? You’re the oldest I’m sure you’re have had experiences-”

“Never experienced anything like that,” Takeomi drawls. His eyes twinkling when Ran’s face reddens.

“Well then,” Mikey sits forward, elbows on the table, eyes trained on Ran. “I think you should see a doctor Ran,” Mikey says conversationally. “We have one on call. I’m sure she’ll be happy to tell you what’s wrong. And hopefully, it stops you from thinking about whether or not I’m getting laid regularly.”

Just finished watching jujutsu kaisen… Lets just say i’m a huge simp now for this dude

[12:32 P M] - Haitani Ran

I'm sorry for ghosting you all, I have been having the hardest time trying to break out of my writers block for the two on-going stories. So, here's what has been occupying in my head rent free - Haitani Ran.

Warning: 18+ mentions of gunshot wound; Ran being Ran; soft Ran; smut; protected to unprotected sex(oops); mentions of pregnancy; mentions of Shinichiro's death Note: nothing edited. I've been caught up in some Ran stories and couldn't get this off. I promise I have not abandoned the other two stories!

Second part

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Haitani Ran knew he was in love with Y/l Y/n the moment she hovered over him, pressing her small hand against his shoulder to stop the bleeding.

He fucken got shot.

He’s been shot before, but seeing an angel above him, he really thought this was it; his sins have finally caught up to him and they were going to take him away.

And if she was the one taking him away, he would gladly go.

Especially when she ripped of her shirt, only wearing her black tank top, and used the material to press down on his shoulder. The pain he felt earlier, gone as his eyes gaze at her cleavage that’s exposed to him.

Would she grant him one last wish? To allow him to smush his face against her tits?

Ran had a smile on his face, his mind floating away in his own imagination. Amid the moment, he feels his blood rushing down south.

“Hey.” The angel speaks, or was it the grim reaper? She hovers over him, her long hair hanging making her look even more exquisite. “Stay with me.”

His eyes slowly droop, “you’re so beautiful…” and he reaches a hand to touch her face. His blood accidently smears against her skin, and he drops his hand, “sorry love…”

“You’re fine… just stay with me here… I’ll get you fixed up and you’ll be good as new again… what’s your name?”

“What ever you want it to be,” he grins at her cute, confused look, “but you can call me… daddy.” He lets out a chuckle when her lips curve into a smile. Did she like that?

Hell, if he hasn’t already accepted death, he would gladly accept death in exchange if she called him daddy.

She smiles, “you’re a funny one even as you’re bleeding to death, aren’t you? I think we will be great friends.”

She looks a way before he could reply, his mouth lagging with this stupid careless gunshot wound. He wanted badly to grab her chin, to keep her eyes only on him. Only on him, but he couldn’t feel his hand anymore, they were just so heavy. She asks someone nearby what his name was.

“Ran,” her angelic voice calls his name, so sweet, so heavenly. Would it sound the same still when he’s buried deep inside of her, filling her up?

Goodness, he wanted to fuck her right here. Have her ride him to his death.

He wanted to cum so badly – cum inside of her.

She looks like she would be a perfect mom for his baby. He could knock her up and leave his heir behind…

Leave his legacy behind.

He’d accept that.

“Ran, what’s your favorite color?”

He closes his eyes and hums, “lilac…”

“How old are you?”

“However old you want me to be…” He has a gut feeling she’s older than him. She was too perfect to be his age, or younger.

She looks so mature… so ripe. So beautiful.

Since puberty, Ran knew and has always been attractive to older women. They were just better… they were his cup of tea.

She mumbles something he couldn’t hear or understand. He was getting tired, eyes slowly drooping closed.

“Is he alright?” He hears a male voice ask.

Mikey?

“Yeah, he’ll be alright.” His angel answered.

Sleep was slowly taking over, and he didn’t want her to disappear the next time he opened his eyes.

With every ounce of energy that he had left, his hands reached up and cup her breasts, they filled his large palms, and he gave it one squeeze.

Satisfaction and happiness written all over his face.

“Ran,” Mikey’s voice is dangerously low, “I don’t care that you’re hurt… get your fucken hands off my sister-in-law right now. ”

The last of his juice power depleted at the three words, sister-in-law?

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Ran haven’t felt embarrassed in a long time.

When he made his recovery and remember what happened…

He couldn’t remember the last time he wanted to dig up a hole and hide in it.

Especially when the angel he remembers was staring right at him with a smile that made his cock hard as a rock the moment he woke up.

Mikey introduced her to the team a few days later. The annoyance on his face was clear as day as everyone gawked at her.

It was rare to see a woman on the team.

Y/n is dangerously beautiful.

He was one of the many that was gawking at her from the side.

Still flabbergasted that she saved his life.

He owed her his now.

With that, Mikey made it very clear of that she was off limit. Shooting a silent glare at Ran specifically.

Mikey announced, “she is someone important to me. That means she is someone important to Bonten. Protect her with your life.”

Sanzu Haruchiyo might be number two, but Y/n was number one-and-a-half.

She was the fiancée of his late brother, Sano Shinichiro. They had planned to wed exactly a month from the day he died. Y/n remained part of the Sano family regardless and Mikey was not going to discard her, and he had no intentions to when she is the only remaining family member left after Emma’s death.

She was the older sister he never had.

In the time that Ran was part of Bonten, he knew nothing of her existence.

Sure enough, the reason for that was because she had been overseas working as a medical doctor and had only returned on Mikey’s request.

She will be the doctor for the executive’s members.

Ran has never wanted to have a physical examination until this moment.

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If Ran couldn’t have her…

Well… he had no choice but to keep himself distracted from her.

But he couldn’t.

He only came to the main house for executive meetings. He had his own private room at the main house, Mikey made sure every executive did, but no one wanted to stay there since it hidden high in the mountains away from their work or territory.

Ran got his own condo, his own sanctuary for when he needed a mental, physical and emotional break from reality.

But lately, he’s been finding himself at the main house.

Because that’s where Y/n was staying.

Only after an accidental visit to the main house. It was either that the Gods was testing him, or on his side. He was on that side of town and it was late, he figure he would just crash for the night and go back to work in the morning.

He truly had no idea she was staying at the main house until he walked in and the smell of delicious food hit his nostrils.

Y/n had her back towards him, humming at the stove and for a second there, his life flashed…

Imagining how it would be to come home to her.

Her eyes widen when she found someone standing behind her only to smile immediately when it was just him.

She greeted him with a smile, making his cock twitch. “Just in time, come eat.”

Ran learned that she was trying to pick up a job in the cities but that meant she would have to drive about an hour every day to the cities for work.

“Mikey won’t let me leave unless I have a bodyguard with me.” She sips her beer, something he found extremely sexy.

“You can come stay with me? I have extra rooms.” He leaned back against his chair, only because his pants are getting too tight. He was going to have to sit for a bit longer until his cock settles down. He sees the lightbulb in her head go off, she was considering it.

Was it a good idea?

That meant he would have a harder time controlling himself. That also meant he wouldn’t be able to jerk off to her in his shower anymore.

“I might have to consider that,” she smiles, “but I don’t want to bother you. I don’t know how long it’ll take for me to be able to get a place under my name, since I gave up my Japanese citizenship.”

“You can stay with me however long you want.”

He came practically every night, having dinner with her.

Just the two of them.

Every night.

It was hard to leave, especially when he discovered that her room is right next to his, they were the only two on the left-wing of the house.

They would say goodnight and good morning to each other.

Ran was finding himself falling harder each day and night.

She would cook and clean, keeping herself occupied and he swears, he swears by the Gods above that her face lights up when he enters the house.

Of course, it was only short-lived until everyone started coming back because it meant a home cook meal from Y/n. It became a routine that every Sunday, it was a fucken family-executive dinner.

Y/n was the mother hen of the house, cooking and cleaning and taking care of everyone and it was pissing Ran off that everyone intruded his private time with her.

The conversation of her moving in with him was swept under the rug, he didn’t know if it was going to happen anymore.

He steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around his hips and leaves the bathroom when another body collided into him.

His arms instantly wrap around the small body, steadying them, instantly he knew it was Y/n. She was the only other person on this side of the house.

Ran indulges himself, even if it was two seconds – he got to hold her, and she felt wonderful in his arms.

She was small, a whole head shorter than him and he wanted to devour her.

She gasped and he looks down at her confused and that’s when he realized his towel had slipped, pooling at his ankles.

His cock was still hard even after he’s jerked off. “Fuck…”

Y/n looks up at him, cheeks pinkish, “Ran…”

Ran cups her face, no long caring. “Please Y/n… let me kiss you…” he never felt so desperate before.

His eyes widen when she cups his face, pulling him down to meet her halfway, her lips press against his in a soft kiss before she pulled away slightly.

“Satisfied?”

He blinks, dumbfounded. “Again – do it again… I wasn’t – ready.”

She pushes herself up on her onto the tip of her toes and kiss him once more, this time, deeply.

His hands drop from her face and holds her waist, pulling her against his body. He takes the invitation when her mouth opens, and he slips his tongue in to dance with hers.

Y/n wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her chest against his, mouth moving hungrily over his.

“Ran,” she breathes, breaking the kiss but he shifts his mouth to her jaw, nipping and kissing down to her throat. “We…”

He didn’t want her to tell him to stop. That this was a mistake. He’ll do anything to convince her, this is right, this is worth it.

“Bed – bedroom…” she utters when he nips the spot along her neck, where he felt her pulse, beating fast – just like his.

Abandoning the towel, he lifts her easily making her wrap her legs around his torso as he carries her across the hall to his room.

He sets her down back on her feet, his forehead pressed against hers. He finally catches his breath, “you… sure this is what you want?” One hand touches her cheek, thumb rubbing her lower lip.

Her eyes are wavering, and he panics – if she had second thoughts, he would let her go.

It’ll kill him, but he’ll let her go.

She tilts her head towards him until the tip of theirs touched and she closes her eyes, whispering softly, “Ran… I haven’t – I haven’t done this since Shin… I haven’t wanted anyone but him but… God help me… I want you so fucken bad.” Her eyes open, looking at him straight in the eyes, “I want you, Ran, or so tell me to leave now…”

His lips curve into a smile, he reaches back behind him and twists the lock in place on the doorknob. “You’re fucken crazy if you think I’ll tell you to leave, I was going to tell you to tell me to leave.”

He starts backing her towards his bed, grabbing the ends of her shirt and pulling it off.

“But this is your room.”

She was moving back when he stopped, seeing her naked underneath her shirt. She smirks, smirks, at him and moves to push her shorts down her legs.

Y/n stood completely naked six feet away from him, waiting for him. “I hope you weren’t expecting a supermodel body…”

Two strides and Ran closed the distance between them, his mouth meets hers to kiss her stupid – for thinking and assuming the worst of herself.

He pushes her down onto his bed, pushing her legs so he can settle in between. “I’ll show you,” he says between kisses, “your body here is what I’ve been dying to taste… to have… and,” he nips her lower lip, earning a whimper from her. His cock jolted; he couldn’t wait to hear her whimper when he finally fucks her. “I never expected you to have a supermodel body.”

Ran pushes himself on his knees, admiring her glorious naked body that’s going to be beneath him shortly.

But first, he palms her tits, groaning at the feeling of skin to skin.

At last, doing what he wanted to do the first time he met her, he smoother his face against her chest.

Her soft giggles are new to his ears and he loved it.

“I wanted to do this the first time I met you,” he tells, pressing both mounds against his face, before taking a pucker nipple into his mouth. He teased he sensitive nipple before releasing it and doing the same for the other side.

“Ran,” Y/n moans, “enough… I want you.”

He would have to wait a bit to pay ultimate attention to her tits later, now, he needed to be inside of her.

“Condom…” he mumbled out loud. He really didn’t want to leave between her legs but rolled away to the draw by his bed, blindly fumbling around until he found one. He frowns when she moved from the spot left her in to find her in the middle of his bed. Crawling towards her, he used his teeth to tear the packet, pulling the condom out to roll it on his aching cock.

He resettles himself between her legs. “I’ll try… to go easy.”

He watched her hands rub along her slit and circle her clit. “I’m not fragile, Ran.”

He groans, “don’t – don’t say that. I don’t want to scare you away…” he rubs the tip of his cock against her slits, “if you can’t tell, Y/n, this isn’t going to be a one-time thing… I probably should have told you that but too late now. No turning back.” He slips the bulbous head past her folds, feeling the tightness. “Relax, baby…”

Ran didn’t know if she like those endearing names, but he didn’t just say it to anyone.

He kept his eyes on her, this was about her. Her eyes were closed, teeth clenching down on her lower lip. He was about to stop pushing, not even making past the entrance of her divine walls when she widens her legs, pushing her pelvic towards him.

Ran falls onto one elbow the moment the tip of his cock came in contact with her soft warm walls. He was going to nut into the condom any second now before he could even fit his whole cock in.

“More,” she whispers, “more, Ran.”

He sheaths his full length inside of her until he could go no further. Her chest arches off the bed and he takes this moment to allow her to adjust.

There’s many thing Ran takes pride in, one of them is the size of his cock. He knows he’s big. Large. Top of the line.

And he knew how to use it well too.

He rolls his hips, slowly, and a soft moan escapes from her lips.

Her legs shift alongside his torso, accepting him deeper. “Ran… Ran you feel so good…”

His pace quickens and he drops his weight onto her, caging her in. Caging her beneath him.

Forever, if he had it his way.

Fuck, he wasn’t going to ever have enough.

Y/n cups his face, bringing his mouth to hers in a soft kiss.

His hips pounded into her, lewd skin on skin slapping echo his room with their own noise.

Ran has never had such intimate kind of sex before. It was always a fuck. Just sex.

He sounds crazy, knows he’s crazy… but this was more than just sex.

“Fuck… this is so good… so fucken good…”

Y/n nods her head, moan echoing off her lips. “Ran… I’m so close…”

“Me too baby…” One hand reaches between their bodies, and he rubs her sensitive nub, bringing her to peak. “Cum, Y/n, cum for me baby…”

Her nails dig into his biceps, body shuddering in bliss. “Ran!”

Ran snaps his hips hard twice before stilling, shaking in his own release. He groans her name hotly into her ear, squishing her to the mattress.

Her breath fans his ear and he shudder again when he feels her hands feathering down his back.

Immediately, he lifts his weight off of her so he’s not squishing her. “Sorry…” he shifts himself on to one elbow, running a hand through his hair.

He’s at loss for words.

Usually, he leaves to the bathroom and cleans up, that was usually the cue for the woman to leave.

But he doesn’t want to leave, let alone, he doesn’t want to pull out yet.

Ran blushes at her gaze on him, “I hope… you’re okay.”

Her finger traces the Bonten insignia tattoo on his throat then his tattoo on his shoulder and chest. “It was phenomenal, Ran.”

His heart was about to burst out of his chest.

“Ran,” she pulls him back, “I… I need to use the bathroom.”

“Oh yes, sorry,” he sits back and then gets distracted at the sight of them connected intimately, as one.

And he feels his cock twitch.

He didn’t want to pull out.

“I promise… I’ll come back.” She assures with a smile.

How was she so perfect.

“Sorry…” he mutters, slowly withdrawing. He groans when he pulls out completely, instantly missing the tightness of her walls.

“Oh,” Y/n whispers, on her elbows.

They were both looking at the mess they made.

A real mess.

The condom… broke… clearly teared as the tip of his cock was exposed.

His eyes shift to her wet pussy and he swallow the lump in his throat at the sight of his cum oozing out.

Internally, he is panicking. Not because he just came inside of her, but how is she going to react?

Her laugh shakes him out of his trance, and he stares at her confused.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll just get the pill later.” She sits up and wraps a hand around the back of his neck, pulling him in for a quick kiss. “Would it be so bad if I was to get pregnant though?”

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Tag: I know this isn't your usual Haikyuu... but I'm going to tag you anyways cause I miss ya'll.

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pov: you're getting rejected (again)

Al Haitham story quest confirms:

Kaveh does the house work, Al Haitham is the messy one

Kaveh is a light weight and drunkenly told half of Sumeru that he's broke and living with Al Haitham

Al Haitham is a sugar daddy but a very reluctant one (even though he's not saying no)

Kaveh does care about Al Haitham and asks if he's okay

Kaveh is very upset that Al Haitham keeps going furniture shopping without him, Al Haitham seems into retail therapy so long as it pisses Kaveh off

If you check what Al Haitham is thinking with Nahida after the quest, he is thinking about cleaning up the books that Kaveh told him to put away - so he does take what Kaveh tells him to do into account

satoru gojo icons | jjk

Baby Steps

[Chapter 8] Gojo’s Boring Birthday

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Pairing: Satoru Gojo x f!Reader

“I’m going to miss you so much, honey.” Your mother hugs you, careful not to hug the air out of you. She kisses your cheek before letting go. “Please tell me everything. Keep me updated about my grandbaby.”

“I will, mom.” You tell her. She waves at Satoru, who awkwardly waves back. You then look at your father who just stands by the doorway. Neither of you won’t say anything first. So you turn around and begin to walk to Satoru’s car. You hear your name which causes you to stop.

“Oh, honey.” You turn around and your father’s arms are wrapped around you. He’s on the edge of tears. You hug him back. “I’m sorry, honey. Please take care. I love you.”

“I love you too, dad.” You respond, unsure of how else to react to this sudden affection. You’re almost about to cry too– But you’re emotional all the time nowadays. You doubt the emotional will stop until after you have your baby.

“Keep me updated, okay? I want to know everything about my grandbaby.” He says, which almost makes a tear slip out, but you manage to keep it in. “And if you need something, even just a stupid craving, call me and I’ll get it for you.”

“Thank you, dad.” You reply, and he lets go. Your father waves at Satoru, who waves back. You walk back to the car, a bit happier than before. Really much happier than before.

You get into the passenger seat with a smile on your face, and it’s contagious because it makes Satoru smile as well.

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You’re packing up stuff the 12th week of your pregnancy. Ecstatic to finally begin the second trimester of your pregnancy. Hearing that your nausea will begin to settle is certainly something to be excited about.

Tomorrow you’ll finally move into the apartment that Satoru is renting. A three-bedroom apartment, which you consider is way out of your price range. It has an amazing view of the city, which definitely raises questions as to what Satoru does.

“I told you to sit down and relax. I’ll pack everything up.” Satoru scolds you as he watches you put away some clothes. You’re pregnant, not terminally ill. Any other time you would’ve happily sat down and let him do everything, but you’re annoyed.

“Satoru-” You begin but he cuts you off. It’s like he can read your mind.

“You should just be relaxing.” He interrupts. Satoru is happier now more than ever with the small bump that’s barely visible. “Nugget won’t like that you’re making them exercise so early on.”

“Can we go out to eat?” You change the subject, hearing your stomach growl. “I’m craving some pizza.”

“Pizza? Isn’t that what we had for dinner last night?” Satoru questions and you furrow your eyebrows. How dare he question your craving? When he notices your face, he apologizes and is quick to suggest, “Do you want to go out? It’s pretty cold. It’s snowing too.”

“I want to take a breath of fresh air.” You answer. You walk to the bedroom to grab your purse, something bothering you in the back of your mind but you don’t know what. “I feel like I’m forgetting something.”

“Like what?” He asks. He knows what you’re forgetting, but it’s not a big deal so he won’t tell you.

“I don’t know… Today is December 7th… Kaya’s birthday isn’t this month. My parents’ birthday isn’t either…” You begin to think out loud as you walk back to Satoru. Satoru holds back a laugh, watching you get worked up over nothing. And he loves knowing that the reason you’re getting worked up is because of him. Even though you don’t consciously know it.

“It’s probably nothing important.” Satoru says, which immediately reminds you what it is. You walk over to him and wrap your arms around him, and he’s quick to hug you back.

“Happy birthday, ‘Toru.” You murmur, and he smiles. He’s about to thank you, but you speak before him, “What do you want to eat? It doesn’t have to be pizza.”

“It’s okay. My baby is craving pizza and I’ll get that for her.” He responds and you pull away. You stick out your bottom lip a bit before speaking,

“I told you it’s a he.” You say, and he chuckles. He brings his face down and pecks your lips. After leaving your parents’ home, Satoru has gotten extremely affectionate with you. You’re just as affectionate. You’re practically dating now. Both of you are happy with each other, or at least with the fact that you’re having a baby with each other.

“I wasn’t talking about that one.” He tells you, and you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. Until you get it and roll your eyes, holding back a smirk at the same time. “But let’s get you pizza. It sounds good.”

“Are you sure? It is your birthday and I want to make sure you eat well.” You ask and he nods with a smile on his face. Sure, maybe pizza doesn’t sound ideal, but you and his baby want pizza so he’ll budge in.

“As long as we get cupcakes later.” He responds. 

“A carrot cupcake does sound good.” You comment as you put on your coat.

“Carrot cupcake? I thought it was yucky?” Satoru replies, and it’s evident in his voice that he’s trying not to laugh.

“Shut up or I won’t give you a birthday present.”

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“I’m stuffed.” You share, putting your hand over your belly, barely being able to walk. You’re walking to Satoru’s car, which seems like a mile away. “Can’t you just pick me up here.”

“C’mon, walking is good for you.” Satoru says as if it’s something that you don’t know. You finally get to the car, and he opens the passenger door for you. You get into the car, and you pull out your phone. It’s still so early, and you don’t want Satoru to remember his first birthday with you as a boring day that he spent packing everything up.

“Let’s go somewhere else.” You tell him when he gets in the car and he raises his eyebrow. He tilts his head as he looks at you.

“Where?” He questions, and you shrug. You don’t have a place in mind. Nowhere at all. “It’s really cold out, it’s best if we stay in. Plus we’re moving tomorrow.”

“Let’s do something else, Toru. It’s your birthday.” You remind him, but that doesn’t change anything for him. It’s just another normal day for him. The fact that 21 years ago today he was born, doesn’t really change anything. But it seems to change things up for you.

His birthday has always been a big deal for everyone else, and he’s never understood it. Maybe when his baby is born he’ll understand the significance of birthdays, but not now. “It’s fine. We can just stay in.”

“Oh c’mon! Staying in and packing up all that shit just sounds tedious." You continue, and he just ends up chuckling. Arguing is a losing bet. He ends up agreeing that you two should do something else. “How about we- I have no idea.”

“Are you down for dessert?” He asks, and you shake your head.

“After dinner! I’m so full right now.” You answer, and now you both hum as you think about what to do.

“Maybe you can give me my birthday present.” He suggests but you shake your head. Satoru purses his lips together. “How about we- We- Um- I’ve got nothing.”

“How about we-”

“Can we just go home? Please. I’m really cold out here. We can just watch a movie or something.” He suggests, and you end up nodding. For some reason your eyes tear up. Maybe his voice is too harsh, or the way he worded things was too mean. Or the fact that you’re trying to do something for his birthday and neither of you can think of anything– Point is, you’re sensitive and about to cry. He sees your teary eyes and is quick to apologize, “Oh, I- I didn’t mean it. We can do whatever you want.”

“No- No, it’s fine.” You sniffle, trying your best to not begin bawling your eyes out. You’ve never been so sensitive in your life before.

“We can go-” He begins but you cut him off.

“Let’s watch the movie. I’m sorry.” You begin to turn away so he doesn’t see the tears that are streaming down your face.

“Don’t apologize, let’s just-” He tries to comfort you, but you’re not listening. You’re crying and sniffling.

“Let’s go home, Satoru!” You raise your voice, and he starts the car. He begins to drive back to your apartment.

-

After calming down, you both watch a movie that Satoru was interested in watching. One that nearly made you fall asleep. Although you both were cuddling in bed, and Satoru’s warmth was nearly enough to make you fall asleep, the movie isn’t the only factor that makes you fall asleep. While you’re almost falling asleep, Satoru caresses your back, his eyes focused on the TV.

His phone rings, and he’s quick to pick it up without checking the number. His eyes roll when he hears the annoying little voice, “What do you want, Megumi?”

Satoru’s voice certainly wakes you up. The voice doesn’t match the background noise, so it makes you conscious again. You shut your eyes though, hearing he’s on a phone call. “Megumi, I gave you and Tsumiki enough money for the month. Leave me alone.”

Questions arise as you hear Megumi and Tsumiki. Who could they possibly be? Just the thought of who they are makes you nauseous. “Look, I can’t right now. I’m on a mission. Yeah yeah yeah. Brat.”

“Oh- I can’t hear you- You’re breaking up-” Satoru begins until he finally hangs up the phone. He focuses back on the movie again, until you raise your head and look at him. He smiles when he sees you, “Oh, you’re awake. Do you want me to change the movie?”

“No, it’s fine.” You answer. You sit up, trying to stop yourself from puking. You begin to take deep breaths. You hadn’t noticed how dark it got outside. It’s late. “God, I don’t think I’ll be able to give you your birthday gift.”

“Huh? Which was?” He asks, completely clueless.

“Guess.” You reply, but he shakes his head in response. Completely clueless. “Since I had forgotten to give you an actual gift, I was going to give you head.”

“Head…? Oh- Oh! No, don’t worry about it.” He says. He pats down the pillow next to him. He sure has gotten comfortable considering he’s only slept over one night. “I didn’t remind you about my birthday because I didn’t think it was necessary. I really don’t care for gifts.”

“I don’t know- I still could’ve done something for you.” You tell him as you lay back down. You’re so tired, ready to actually fall asleep. A yawn escapes your mouth before asking, “You still want to get cupcakes?”

“Maybe you can do it when you feel better.” Satoru suggests. He does love the idea of getting a blowjob from you, but he definitely won’t force you. Especially when you’re not feeling well. “Please rest.”

“I’m sorry your birthday was boring.” You comment, and he chuckles. He wouldn’t call it boring per say. More eventful than anything he’s done in the past years. “Our baby is gonna have an old fart as his dad.”

“Old fart?” He laughs. It completely slipped his mind that his next birthday he’ll have a little buddy to celebrate it with. A little family with you included, of course. That’s nice. 

Maybe you found the day boring, but his birthday was perfect. He couldn’t think of a more perfect way of spending his birthday than with the woman who’s making him a father.

“Did you know the baby is the size of a lemon?” He asks, and it makes the faintest smile appear on your lips. He tells you the size of the baby weekly.

“That’s nice to know, Toru.” You respond. The noise of the movie is, once again, the only audible sound in the room.

Your mind begins to drift, however, you keep thinking of one thing. Two people. Tsumiki and Megumi.

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