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“Anddd.. that should be all of them! Right, babe?” Gojo asks, glancing at Geto as he sets down a large box. It has been almost a year since the two of them confessed in the alley, and their relationship has only grown stronger since. Now, they find themselves moving in together in a decently sized apartment, which is currently quite empty.
“Yeah, it seems so.” Geto nods, smiling a bit. “Now we just need to unpack.” He says, looking over all the boxes scattered across their floor. Gojo groans at that, going over to their couch (one of the few pieces of furniture already out) and flopping down onto it. “We can do that later, let’s just relax for now, yeah?” He says, patting the spot next to him and grinning at Geto. Geto rolls his eyes playfully and nods, going and sitting next to Gojo. “You’re so lazy, you know?” He says, amused. Gojo only grins wider in response. “Maybe so, but hey, we deserve a break, don’t we?” Geto sighs, smiling. “I suppose so.” He says, before his expression suddenly turns a bit serious. “Hey, there’s… actually something I need to talk to you about.”
At that, Gojo raises an eyebrow, sitting up a bit straighter as he looks at Geto. “Yeah? What’s up?” Geto looks down into his lap. “Just… don’t be mad, okay?” He says, a bit nervous. Noticing his nervousness, Gojo moves closer to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “Hey, whatever it is, I won’t be mad at you, I promise.” Geto lifts his head up, meeting Gojo’s gaze. “Alright. So…” He hesitates, taking a deep breath before quietly speaking.
“I’m pregnant.”
Gojo’s eyes widen in shock, not expecting that at all. He stares at Geto for a few seconds, trying to figure out if he’s being serious or not. Seeing only sincerity in his expression, he finally speaks up. “You’re… you’re pregnant? For how long?” Geto looks back down into his lap. “A while.” He admits. “I’m probably due soon…” Gojo’s eyes widen even more. “Soon? How soon?” Geto nervously glances up at him. “I don’t know. Within the next week?” “The next week!?” Gojo looks at him dumbfounded. “And you only decided to tell me now?” Geto sighs. “I’m sorry… I just… I wasn’t sure how you’d take it…”
Gojo frowns a bit, pulling Geto a little closer. “Babe… I’m sorry if I made you feel like you couldn’t tell me, but, honestly, I’m… really happy about this.” Geto looks a little surprised. “You are?” Gojo nods, now smiling. “Yeah. I’ve been dreaming about starting a family with you, and especially about having a kid who can continue the Fujimoto Fairyclaus legacy.” Geto looks at him a little concerned. “You want our kid to go down that path? I don’t like this. It’ll be bad for them.” Gojo sighs, expecting this reaction. “I know you think that, but this is important. Chainsaw Man leaks still need to be given out.” Geto shakes his head. “No, Satoru. I’m not letting this happen. Look what happened to you as Fujimoto Fairyclaus, did you forget you almost died?” Gojo scoffs. “That was different! It won’t happen to our kid. Babe, this is important to me, can’t you see this from my point of view?”
At that, Geto stands up, crossing his arms. “I can’t. No matter how I look at it, this won’t end well. If you’re so insistent that our kid becomes the next Fujimoto Fairyclaus, maybe it's best we take a break.” Gojo stands up as well, sighing. “Babe, don’t be dramatic. We just-” “No.” Geto cuts him off. “I’m not arguing with you about this anymore. I’m leaving.”
Before Gojo could reply, Geto storms out.
After leaving, Geto finds himself walking through a busy street. He can’t help but shove people out of his way, his anger towards Gojo clouding his judgement. “Excuse me, pregnant omega coming through.” He huffs, pushing through the crowds of people. As he passes by a familiar restaurant, named “Sibling Patties”, he suddenly hears a familiar voice call out for him.
“Suguru!”
He freezes, recognizing Gojo’s voice. With a scowl on his face, he turns around to see Gojo coming up to him, a guilty expression on his face. “Babe. I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please come back.” He begs, taking Geto’s hands into his own. Geto’s demeanor instantly softens, and he sighs, a hint of a smile on his face. “You know I can’t stay mad at you.” He says, looking back up at Gojo. “Alright. Let’s go.” At that, Gojo’s face lights up, and he smiles wide. “Yeah, let’s go.” He says, letting go of one of Geto’s hands, beginning to walk with him back to their apartment. Having won over Geto so easily, he smirks a little, already formulating a plan in his mind.
Noticing his smirk, Geto looks at him curiously. “What are you thinking about?” He inquires, and Gojo quickly snaps out of his thoughts, looking down at Geto. “Oh. Nothing, just thinking about some baby names.” He says casually, hoping Geto wouldn’t detect his lie. Geto doesn’t seem to notice, instead smiling at the topic. “Really? What names were you thinking of?” Gojo’s heart races a little, not actually having any ideas. His eyes quickly dart around, before landing on a dollar bill that is lying on the street. “Weird, wonder how that got there.” He thinks, before quickly looking back at Geto. “What about… Washington?” Geto thinks for a moment, contemplating the name.
“I like it.” He finally says, nodding. “But what if it’s a girl?” Gojo shrugs. “Washington works as well, doesn’t it?” Geto hums. “I suppose so.” “Then it’s settled.” Gojo grins, squeezing Geto’s hand a little.
The two fall into a comfortable silence as they walk, until Geto suddenly speaks up. “Hey, you know. Our kid will probably be quite strong, seeing how strong we are.” “That’s true.” Gojo agrees. “And they’ll probably grow up quite quickly as well, maybe even within a few weeks.” Geto nods. “Yeah. It will definitely be interesting, but… I’m really excited to do this with you, Satoru.” Gojo smiles warmly, letting go of Geto’s hand to instead wrap it around his waist, holding him close as they walk.
“Me too.”