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“Yuji! Stop being a nosey idiot!” Nobara hits Yuji over the head with her phone as both of them walk up to Megumi and the year 2’s.
“It’s not being nosey when you’re practically showing off your texts to the entire world!” he rubs his head as they bicker.
Megumi sighs in defeat as he hears his friends get closer. They’re only down the hall but he already feels a headache coming on.
‘At least it’s not that idiot.’ That he’s grateful for but it’s still lunch so anything could happen, especially in this school.
Thinking about that idiot, he wonders where you are. Because where you are, Gojo is usually only 2 feet behind. He remembers you mentioning you have PPA time to plan lessons for next week but he couldn’t remember which day you said you had it. It was usually the same scheduled time every week, but after a certain blindfolded menace complained and whined to principal Yaga for 4 days straight about it being on the same days as his off days- her schedule was magically changed.
He recalls how confused you were when Gojo gave you the ‘great news’ but you accepted it fairly quickly because that was just who you were. Even though that was a certain charm that Megumi loved about you, Being that aloof and naive in the field they were in was nothing short of dangerous. The only reason the higher-ups haven’t done anything about it was because of the power you held. That and you were Gojo Satoru’s spouse.
“That would be interesting, What do you think Megumi?”
At the sound of his name, he was snapped out of his thoughts.
“Huh?”
He sees Nobara scowl at him not listening and points an accusatory finger at him. “You’ve been around those two longest so surely you’ve seen them spar before?”
At her words, he can only guess they were talking about you and Gojo.
“What about it?” He’s only ever seen you guys spar twice, Gojo winning one and you winning the other. Both times Megumi didn’t know how it was going to end due to your techniques basically being opposite of each other. Where Gojo had some of the strongest offense techniques known in jujutsu history, You had the reverse. Big strong wings that could get you anywhere as fast as Satoru’s warping technique and a mutated version of cursed energy the higher-ups like to call ‘blessed energy’. It lets you create shields out of this energy that repels any cursed technique, even Gojo’s purple hollow.
He could never get a scratch on you (not that he’d want to anyway) And you could never do the same because of your lack of offensive techniques. In that way, Megumi could say you were made for each other.
Maki crosses her arms as she sports that usual bored look.
“We were gonna ask that idiot if he could take us for lunch but Inumaki said there were bentos for us in the fridge anyway,” so it was PPA day, you usually got up early to make them for everyone as you couldn’t help yourself if you have the time. Megumi gets one every day anyway but if he let everyone else know then he’d have them all on his ass and that’s just another headache he’d rather avoid.
“So if we’re stuck here, Panda came up with the idea of asking those two to show us how they’d spar” Maki genuinely looked interested in the concept. You had helped her how to handle different weapons in her first year so he couldn’t blame her for being curious how her sensei would handle herself in a ‘real’ fight.
Even though Gojo made it clear that most lunchtimes, it was his time to chill with you and just you- Megumi knew the idea of another spar with (Y/N) was filling his need to be near you and tempting his ego at the same time.
“Fine, but I’ll just say this to give you guys a warning,” Megumi started to walk towards your office where he knew both of you would be, not caring if any of them caught up or not.
He shoves his hands in his pocket as he thinks back to those two spars he’s witnessed before- rare excitement building inside him.
“Neither of them hold back”
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“Toru, slow down! You’ll choke if you keep eating that fast!” Satoru loved it when you doted on him, it felt domestic to him and it was a nice change from killing curses all of the time. It was also one of the reasons he fell in love with you in the first place so he guesses he’s never grown bored of it.
He smirks as he leans his head over the shoulder of the small sofa, knowing it was annoying you by how nonchalant he was about it.
“Well sweets, if you didn't make this so nice every time then maybe I wouldn’t eat it as quickly” The smug smirk on his face only irks you more as he wasn’t taking it as seriously as you.
Putting down your pen and pushing your swivel chair behind you to stand up, you simultaneously picked up your own bento and worked your way to the sofa Satoru was currently taking all the space on.
“If I feed you myself, you’ll slow down right?” You made it sound more of a request than a question and that was what gave Satoru the victory. It was always easy to pull you in the direction he wanted and he liked to abuse that power every time. This situation itself has just become such a common occurrence now, that the back and forth has reduced to the absolute minimum.
He takes his legs off of the other side of the sofa and sits up properly, still sporting that shit-eating grin as he makes room for you to settle in properly next to him. Most times he does feel some sort of guilt for doing what he does but in most cases, it was only for your best interest. For example- now, you have been at that desk on that computer for at least 3 hours straight. He was sure if you didn’t get out of that chair for another hour you would lose circulation in your legs. And with you basically being on top of him it was a win-win situation.
“ I definitely wouldn’t refuse something like that,” he gave you his bento as he quickly snatched your own from your other hand. “ But only if I get to do the same for you”
Seeing the soft look on his face even with the blindfold gave you tingles up your arms.
‘This man could say anything and I'd still be whipped’
Mirroring his look, you gently fixed his blindfold where it had begun to slip on his undercut. Him leaning into your hand as you caressed the back of his head, playing with the little hairs.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing” You sighed blissfully as you moved your hand to the side of his face instead. He overlapped your hand with his own, playing with the engagement ring on your finger.
“Well if you know what I’m doing then why haven’t you stopped me?” He challenged your statement so swiftly but it was just as easy for you to come up with your own reply.
“I never said I didn’t enjoy it” You recognised his little efforts for you to relax and it was just natural at this point for you to give in without much fight.
He fought high-grade curses nearly every day and you were called nearly every meeting as a bodyguard for the higher-ups. You would be a fool to pass up any chance to be this close to your fiancè. Not being as strong as most of the other jujutsu sorcerers offensively, you were barely only graded as a semi-grade 2 so you were not called on as many missions as most others. Instead, you were used as the unbreakable shield to protect the higher-ups and lead escorts for related important people to them.
Satoru would always be worried about you when on any mission and vice versa, but it was never a question of if you came home, it was a matter of when. Both of you know better than to doubt the other's ability but it would be impossible to stop that worry from appearing.
“Love you” his usual smirk comes back as your hand moves to your chopsticks.
“Love you too idiot” The endearing look on your face makes it obvious you didn’t mean that nickname and as this was precious time, Satoru decided to ignore it just this once in favor of starting to feed you. That doesn’t mean he wouldn’t get back at you later for it.
5 minutes go by with you both still feeding each other with little conversation in between before a knock sounds at the tatami doors. You look at Satoru, letting him decide what he wanted to do and by the look on his face, it didn't look like he was all too happy from the disturbance.
But before he could tell the person on the other side of the door to kiss his ass, they heard Megumi’s voice come through.
“Oi Idiot! You in there?”
Widening your eyes, you gave Satoru a certain look as your wings twitched behind you. Looking back at you he only groaned inwardly as he stood up.
‘She has a softer spot for him than me’ he whined to himself as he set your bento on your desk and worked his way to the door.
“This best be important” he whispered as he threw open the door with an indifferent look.
Behind the door, he could see all of the first years and the 2nd years grouped up and whispering amongst themselves.
Growing confused by the sight of everyone there he wanted to get straight to the point so he could go back to spending time with you.
“What did you guys need?” No quip or annoying comment showed all of them that Satoru Gojo wasn’t that happy he was just interrupted from his free time with you. Hopefully, the incentive of this idea would be enough to convince him.
“We were wondering if we could watch you and (L/n)-sensei spar”
Satoru’s eyes widened as he was briefly surprised. He thought they were just gonna ask for money to go to that new fair in the nearby town or ask him a stupid question about Panda’s fur or something. Before he could answer, you piped up from right beside him. Caught off guard from the question he didn’t notice how quickly you came up to the door.
“Well I have been working on a new move, it would be nice to try it out properly- but why the sudden interest?” You had been working on this new skill for a while now and because of how busy you and Satoru have been lately, it was quite difficult to know how effective it was.
“Wait really? How come I didn’t know about this?” He turns to you and wraps both of his arms around your left, feigning a sad and disappointed face.”I thought you loved me?”
Megumi scoffs at Gojo’s over-the-top display.
“Idiot” He mutters.
“I didn’t mean to not tell you! It’s just slipped my mind since I’ve only worked on it a bit each week” You genuinely looked guilty and Megumi didn’t know whether to sigh or laugh.
Megumi instead cleared his throat, if he didn’t stop you two- this would go on for the rest of lunch and they would have no time to spar. The number of times he missed his solo book club because of the same reasons- He only had a designated time for those classrooms dammit!
This time Satoru looked at you, letting you decide what you wanted to do as either way he would still be by you anyway.
Thinking about it some more you started to grin as you crossed your arms.
“What’s the score right now? Seventy to seventy-one?” Understanding your words, Satoru copied your grin as he looked down at you.
“Think you can even it up sweets?” Already thinking of ways to win, he brushed his hair back with one hand in his pocket.
“I think you shouldn’t underestimate me” You let your wings brush against him as you walked past and down the hallway towards the training grounds. Your feathers leaving a tingling sensation against his cheek.
Satoru bit his lip and willed his excitement to go down as he was still on school grounds, All students following closely behind you now as well as he was left to catch up.
Still lingering by the door, he stared down the direction you went as you turned the corner and secretly gave him a challenging smile.
‘Game on Princess’
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After calming himself down and thinking of a battle strategy, he worked his way outside where he saw the students had created two designated areas on the steps. One had your name and the other had his messily written on big white cardboard sheets. How they managed to do it so quickly he didn't know.
“YOU GOT THIS SENSEI!” turning to Yuji’s voice, Satoru sent him a cocky smirk until he realised what the areas were for- face immediately dropping.
They were areas for them to guess who would win.
And only Yuji was sat by his name.
Turning to the rest of the students he put one hand on his hip and one on his heart.
“Do none of you think I can win???” Despite his act of trying to get them to pity him, they were only annoyed more.
Nobara being the one to speak up.
“If you don’t get your ass down there now, I'll be the one beating you up”
“Tuna, Tuna”
Gasping dramatically, he held his head up as he went the rest of the way to his spot on the training grounds.
“Even my own students don’t believe in me” pretending to wipe a tear from his blindfold.
As both of them were finishing up their stretches, Nobara turned to Megumi with a prevalent question that had been lingering in her head for a while.
“Is it just me or does this seem insanely unfair?”
Locking eyes with Nobara, he paused eating his bento- putting the half-eaten ginger-chicken slice back on top of the rice.
“What do you mean?”
“Well Gojo-sensei has infinity and limitless, I’ve only seen (L/n)-sensei create shields” Before Megumi could say anything, Yuji piped up from across from them. His cheeks full of the bento you made for him.
“That’s a point! Can’t Gojo-sensei teleport as well? (L/n)-sensei doesn’t even have the speed edge on him”
Megumi grumbled as those two went off on a tangent. To be fair he had been thinking the same the first time he was about to watch his guardians spar. It was clear to everyone how he favored you over Gojo and as he caught your eye mid-hamstring stretch- giving him a small wave, it took him back to that first one. He was barely 7 years old, yet he already knew to trust you more than Gojo. He watched you guys from his bedroom window, silently cheering you on. From then to now, your techniques and the way you fight have come a long way but back then you couldn’t form your shields for more than 5 seconds at a time before they dissolved. But where you were training him for months before that fight, he saw you steadily improve your skills. Not just relying on your technique.
So when he saw Gojo win he remembers the disappointment he felt for you as Gojo helped you up. The memory was a bit foggy now but he’d never forget the way you ruffled his hair as you gave him his miso and rice the next morning, calling him-
‘My little believer’
“She has more of an edge than you think morons”
“HUUHH, WHO ARE YOU CALLING A-” but before Nobara could wack him over the head, a loud bang was heard and you and Gojo were on each other in less than a second. You threw your left leg at his ribs, covering it with a shield. It easily went through his infinity- as if it wasn’t even there. But before it managed to touch him, he teleported behind you ready to twist your arm.
Using your wings, you unfurled them and let them spread out as much as possible, not only blocking his attack but you flew back as hard as possible, knocking Gojo as he stumbled backward.
Quickly shooting up into the air, only about 15 feet, you did a half backflip-curling your wings in as you shot down to your target.
Warping again, Gojo landed a few meters behind where you would land, readying a lapse red. He didn’t want to take any chances in this fight because he had no idea what the ace up your sleeve was, but he couldn’t lie that he wasn’t at least a little bit intrigued.
“He’s doing a lapse red already?!?!” Panda stood in shock not knowing how it escalated so quickly.
“Sit down dumbass you’re blocking my view” Maki nearly tugged panda down herself before he crashed back down on the step.
You turned and to the students, it didn’t look like you turned quick enough. The lapse red shredded through the training grounds until it just stopped. Every student except one stood on their feet with wide eyes.
The dust cleared and the students couldn’t see you, Thinking Gojo just disintegrated you they all started yelling at him.
But Gojo only smiled as he leaned a bit to the side, you flying right where he just was, missing his neck by just a few centimeters. At the sight of you, the students all sat back down.
“Nice try princess, but your energy gives you away every time”
Narrowing your eyes, you carried on with your strategy. All you had to do was make sure he couldn’t get too close to you. You can get away with a lot of things with your techniques but if you let him engage in hand-to-hand combat with you, you’d lose instantly. You weren’t physically as strong as him at all and he had more experience in that field. It was how you lost over half of the duels you two had.
You knew your energy was more visible than others, probably twice as potent as Satoru’s. Because of the nature of it, you understood you would be less than helpful on missions involving curses graded 1 and higher. They would find you before you would find them.
Good thing this new move you’ve been working on centers around it.
The back and forth went on for about 10 more minutes until Gojo decided enough was enough.
Seeing the familiar hugh of his hollow purple, you felt relieved as you were starting to tire yourself out. Gojo could sense that too and he was feeling a bit nice today.
Flying alongside the forest, you let the final parts of your plan fall into place. Covering yourself with your shield. At this point, you’ve shown the capability of your shields- hopefully letting Satoru put his guard down.
And as the hollow purple shot across and towards you, you feigned shock, letting your wings falter for a second. And as the technique touched your shield, you let it absorb the power. Only letting it shatter at the last moment of force. Letting it blow you backward and into the forest.
“Blessed technique; veiled armor”
With a victory smirk, Satoru pirouetted and bowed toward the students as if he were on a stage and just performed a simple magic trick.
Straightening up quickly he pointed enthusiastically towards Yuji.
“Yuji! I dub you my favorite student!”
After no reply, he dropped his arm as he looked at his students' unreadable faces. Waving his arms up and down.
“At least give me some praise for being a super awesome and strong teacher!”
Another few beats went by and no one did anything, not even move.
Hands now laying limply by his sides, he was about to reassure his students until a flash of black ran by him.
Turning, he could see Megumi’s strands of hair disappear into the forest followed by his divine dogs.
Confused, he stared at where Megumi ran in trying to figure out why he would do it. Before, he’d never worry over either of you this much after a spar. He knew how strong you both were and he knew Satoru wouldn’t hollow purple you if he knew you couldn’t handle it.
Taking a step towards the forest, about to follow Megumi, he staggered.
His breathing grew uneven as his thoughts stopped altogether.
‘Wait…..why can’t I..’
Tugging his blindfold quickly to bunch around his neck, he let his six-eyes search the forest.
That usual constant hugging feeling was gone. That feeling of comfort gone. That warm-soft feeling that always calms his thoughts- gone.
He only ever feels this when he has to go on missions, when you have to go on missions, and when he is ever away from you. You would still be in the same city, and he could still feel that good feeling. Like a blanket on his soul.
Your energy was a constant since he met you, but right now.
He couldn’t feel anything.
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Instantly warping to Megumi’s trail of curse energy residue, taking note of Megumi’s tight expression he could tell he was silently seething at him. But right now their main priority was finding you so any conversations could be had later. So Satoru clenched his teeth and became serious- something Megumi didn’t see often.
Thoughts were running through both of their heads like wild but they both tried hard not to let them waver from their goal. Guilt was prevalent in both minds, not that that was surprising.
Following the path created by Satoru’s hollow purple, they both noticed how it started to become narrower and narrower. Three emotions became prevalent, Churning your bento that suddenly became so heavy in Satoru’s gut- Anxiety, hope but the strongest was dread. Those three emotions feeling so familiar to him. He didn’t know what he’d find at the end of the wreckage, and he dreads at the thought of what he might've done.
“You best hope she’s ok”
Keeping his focus in front of him, he barely regarded Megumi’s sharp words.
“Or I’ll kill you before you can say sorry”
Gojo always knew Megumi had more of a soft spot for you. That was evident the day he brought him and Tsumiki to meet you for the first time. He’d tease those two non-stop and you’d always be there to defend them. But in his opinion- you only won him over because you bought him that one book that he’d been eyeing through a shop window.
But you were his fiancè, he was pretty sure if anything happened to you he would never be able to forgive himself. He’d probably retire outright too. He’s already let down one of the most important people in his life- and that was his maximum.
Steeling his focus, Megumi’s divine dogs suddenly shoot forward, obviously following your scent now.
Warping to keep up with the dogs he left Megumi to catch up. The caved path had gone into single meters in width and the dogs started to maneuver to the left- darting into the densest area of the forest.
It only took about 25 seconds more but the dogs stopped at the bottom of a large dead tree. The humongous branches and twisted roots make the area look more haunting.
Seeing the dogs sniff at the base of the large tree, Satoru slowly made his way forward to see. His fast and shallow panting not only from the long spar with you and the run to get here but also the fear that gripped his throat- tightening with each step forward.
Shooing the dogs to the side, he willed himself to look at where you were.
Or what was left of you anyway.
A single button from your uniform lay there- slightly browned from where his purple hollow started destroying it.
The world was silent for a few seconds.
Satrou Instantly thought back to that fight with Toji, where he created a giant hole in his side.
Oh god, had he eviscerated you?
It was only meant to be a playful thing to distract you from your work.
You guys did the same back and forth every other week, why was today the day it went wrong?
His six eyes tunnel-visioned onto the button, he swore it was mocking him.
He bent down to grab the button, legs shaking and almost giving out on him. Any moment he’d feel like he would break completely, shattering into a million pieces.
As soon as his trembling fingers grazed the still burning button, something crashed onto his back holding him down.
He couldn’t care though, at the moment all of his fight had vanished and he felt like an empty shell. Thinking it was Megumi ready to deliver the final blow he closed his eyes and waited.
“I win!”
His eyes shot open, he felt gentle hands turn him around so he was looking straight up at the person straddling him.
“I’m sorry I landed on you! I needed to surprise you and it was the only thing I could think of on the spot, I’m honestly just glad I- Satoru? Are you……crying?”
Either Megumi had killed him and he was in heaven or you were perfectly safe without even one scratch on you.
He didn’t even realise he was crying, but when he felt your usual delicate fingers wipe his tears away he knew it was real. You were real.
He could feel the air finally able to enter his lungs fully as he closed his eyes in relief.
You were okay.
You were safe.
You were with him.
The sounds of the forest filled the silence. Satoru used his hands to double-check you were there, running along your legs and your arms and finally resting on your face.
“Never leave me, ok?” words so soft and fragile you almost missed them.
Furrowed brows and a small confused frown graced your face as his sky-blue eyes stared dazedly into your own (e/c) ones.
“Toru what-”
“I thought something happened to you when I couldn’t feel you, I thought I ki-” He choked on a sob before he could finish his sentence. He started to shake as he couldn’t control the sobs and the cries leaving his mouth. “I couldn’t- I-I didn’t-”
“Shhh, everything is ok Toru, deep breaths”
Having him sit up, he wrapped his arms securely- almost protectively around you as you rubbed circles on his back. This was nowhere near as bad as he was when he came home last year after being ordered to kill his best friend, but it still filled you with guilt that you were the one who caused this in the first place.
After his body had grown more lax and the wet spot on your shoulder stopped growing in size, he slowly pulled Satoru off of your shoulder so you could look him in the eyes.
“Toru I’m so sorry, I should’ve told you what my new technique was. I never meant for you to think I was hurt-” Your own sobs in regret starting to overwhelm you.” Oh God, S-Satoru I’m so sor-ry”
A small smile grew on Satoru’s face as it was his turn to wipe your tears.
“You must-must’ve been so scar-scared, and I was-s the one that did that to yo-you”
“(Y/N) It’s ok now, you’re ok”
Leaning forward until both of your foreheads were touching, you let your wings sag and curl around both of you as if to shield you from everything else.
You both waited until both of you calmed down enough to stand.
“How did you do that anyway?”
You hummed in confusion as he began to pick out leaves and sticks from your hair from where you were camping in the canopy of the trees.
“Your energy, It’s like it just poofed”
Giggling at his wording, you released the technique and let your energy flow around you again. He visibly relaxed as you also started brushing mud and gravel from his shoulders from where you tackled him earlier.
“It’s a technique I've been working on for a while now, basically I create a concentrated viel around myself and it keeps all traces of energy inside. It needs a lot of concentration and energy to keep it going and flexible though so I’ll need to work on that.”
“I’m really proud you’ve managed to do this yourself princess, just……next time give me a warning”
Looking up at his face from his uniform, you notice how tired Satoru seems. Dazed and droopy eyes, slumped shoulders, and a general look of sluggishness as he shuffles on his feet.
Standing on the tip of your toes, Satoru bent and met you halfway as you shared a gentle kiss. You wove your hands around the back of his neck as his sneaked around your waist. Neither one of you wanted to let the other go as Satoru pulled you closer until there was zero space left between you two.
Eventually, you both ran out of breath and slowly pulled apart. Eyes fluttering open, you searched his sky-blues for any lingering fear but you only found love.
“I promise”
Grinning, Satoru leaned down again to initiate a more heated kiss but he was interrupted by the clearing of a throat.
“If you just wanted to kiss in the forest, I would’ve stayed behind”
Groaning at Megumi’s poor timing, Satoru pulled his blindfold up and fixed his hair.
‘Menace of a child’
On the other hand, you started laughing at Megumi’s statement. Strolling up to him and pulling him in for a hug too.
He shot up since he was 6 years old, now towering over you and he was still only 15 so you were he was going to rival Satoru in height. So he also had to bend down to hug you back properly, but like Satoru, once he could feel you there and alive- his shoulders sagged with relief as he just enjoyed your presence and your energy surrounding him.
Megumi was never one for words so you felt everything as he held you tighter than usual. Taking into account how Satoru reacted, you could tell Megumi was trying hard to suppress his emotions. Instead, letting them flow through him by the hard grip he had around you. You reached up to stroke his hair as you found out that was the best way to help him sleep when he was small, So you just used that knowledge to calm him down.
When his grip loosened, you let your hands fall as you took the chance to make sure he was ok.
He was about to say something but Satoru threw his arm around his shoulders roughly and started ruffling his hair.
The annoyance quickly returned on his face as he shoved Satoru away, calling back his divine dogs as he stalked away.
Hearing him mutter about being around too many idiots or something as he made his way back to the other students.
Feeling Satoru weave his fingers with your left hand, you noticed some strands of hair not in their proper place.
Letting you fix his hair with your free hand, the moment you pulled back he quickly snatched it with his left hand and warped you two back to the group of students.
“Satoru! We left Megumi…” Quickly shaking off the surprise of being teleported, You turned back to the forest to look for Megumi.
Forgetting Satoru was still holding your hands, he twirled you and dipped you until pulling you back up and wrapped his arms around you, that whole sequence making you dizzy.
“Eh, brat deserves it”
Rolling your eyes, you wiggled out of his hold and walked over to the students.
“Sensei! We thought that idiot killed you for a second” Panda yelled as you saw how tense the others were, even the usual stoic-faced Maki looked like she just saw a ghost. Frowning at what you did to everyone, you lit up again as you thought of a way to make it up to everyone.
“ No more studies for the rest of the day and I’ll take all of you out tomorrow to the new Sushi place that just opened!”
Cheers were heard as the tension started to dissipate, students asking each other what they were going to do now with their free day.
Feeling your own tension leave your body, you decided that was enough excitement for one day.
Turning back around you had a quick hug with your fiancè and gave him a peck when you made sure the other students weren’t looking.
“Anyway, I best get going- the babysitter has a group project meeting to go to and I convinced Principle Yaga to let me work the rest of the day from home.”
“‘kay princess, want me to take you there now?”
“Thanks, Satoru but Ijichi is already waiting by the entrance and he said he’d also drop the babysitter home”
Kissing him again you walked up the stairs to grab your bag from your office.
“See you soon everyone! Love you Toru!” waving at everyone you heard them all shout goodbye and a loud ‘I LOVE YOU MORE!’ from Satoru. You giggled as you disappeared behind the large Tatami doors.
The conversation came back and Yuji came up to his Sensei in curiosity, noting he was still staring at where you disappeared. He thought it was amazing how in love you two were and you both didn’t care who was around to see it. He hoped he got that one day.
“Sensei? What did she mean by baby-sitter?”
Satoru snapped out of his thoughts as a wide and proud grin stretched across his face- Always getting giddy whenever he gets to talk about his son.
He pulled his wallet out from his back pocket and let the comically long picture reel fall almost to the floor.
“BEHOLD! My son!” The first picture being a still frame of an exhausted but happy you in a hospital bed holding a baby with snow-white hair and Satoru next to you wrapping his arms around both of you.
“WHAT?!-”
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Bonus-
“SATORUUUUU!!!!! WHY IS THERE A HUGE CRATER IN MY FOREST?!?!?!?!”
Satoru scrambles to fold back up the pictures he’d been admiring alone in his classroom. But he wasn’t fast enough as his classroom doors burst open with a very furious Yaga. Satoru felt sweat bead above his blindfold as the two faculty members stared at each other.
Yaga did a quick look around the room and snapped his head back to Satoru.
“AND WHERE ARE YOUR STUDENTS?!?!? SATORU I WILL STRANGLE YOU RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW-”
Satoru glossed over the fact that was the second time someone had threatened his life today and let out a loud screech at the approaching principal. He tried to run away but his collar was snagged as Yaga started to drag him to his office. His limbs flailing around trying to free himself and pleading with Yaga to let him go because his butt was starting to get sore.
“Strongest my ass-”