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That Snow Leopard 2

Paring: Snow Leopard Gojo x reader

More tags: Pregnancy, beastman Gojo, little kittens!

Words: 2,5k

A/n: I just read a lot of beastman manhwa and now after that I knew exactly what to do with this one shot.

Part one

As you sat on the chair, you looked at Satoru's head resting on your lap as you stroked the fur on his head.

His tail wagged happily as you talking with your friend.

"He became tame pretty quickly." The brunette said as she sorted the necessary documents on the desk.

"Yes." you replied.

In fact, on the second day he acted like this.

He was so kind and loving.

At least for you.

He was happy when you came home.

You convinced him to at least wear pants when he wanted to be in human form.

You managed to get him to stay with you.

He is with you for research. At least that's how it was recognized. Snow leopards are an endangered species. So he was going to be the research subject, and also, when needed, he'd be the breeding partner.

However, at the zoo, he wouldn't even approach the female and ran to you all the time.

That's why you let him go. Because apparently he didn't want to.

When you asked him why, he said you were his mate.

A snow leopard with a human mind who got a partner for life? This is him...

He was impatient and kept asking you about "kittens".

However, few people get pregnant the first time.

But a month later, your big cat was still next to your belly.

And that's why you're sitting with your friend right now, with your round belly under your shirt and your cat close to you.

Shoko wanted to know who the father of your child is. But you didn't tell her.

You stared into Satoru's blue eyes as he suddenly snuggled against your belly.

You stroked his head more.

"Still won't tell who the father is?" she asked you.

"It's complicated..." you murmured.

"But you're going to give birth soon, right?"

"In a month..."

"You've kept this secret from me for so long. Say finally! If he left you, I'll kill him."

"He didn't leave me."

You were afraid of giving birth. Because you can't go to an ordinary doctor. You can't deliver your own childbirth. Satoru can't either. Because you want to do it in conditions that will keep you comfortable. Besides, Satoru probably doesn't know that.

Would you like Shoko to help you?

Since you are human and Satoru is a snow leopard shapeshifter, your children will not be normal people.

Satoru told you that they will probably have ears and a tail like him in human form.

Therefore, if a doctor saw such a child, it would be bad.

You have two of his kittens in you.

You are afraid of what might happen when people find out about your relationship with him. You keep it a secret from everyone for almost eight months. You control your pregnancy yourself and you are sure that everything is fine.

Because you knew you'd love a big cat more than a human. Especially when it comes to Satoru. If you were thinking logically at that moment, would you take the morning after pill to get rid of the pregnancy. However, you couldn't even think about such a thing. He wanted a mate. He wanted kittens. Why would you take it away from him?

He will never leave you. Because you became his partner forever. You have no turning back. Especially now. Especially after you fell in love with him...

Your Satoru is your cat. Your lover. The father of your children. And your beloved. He is everything to you.

Much more human than humans. He can write, he can read. He can do so much. He loves sweets. That's why he ate your cupcakes.

You couldn't deny him a happy life. Not especially after you woke up with him that night. And he slept with his arms wrapped around you protectively. His eyes stared at yours. And it wasn't the gaze of a predator looking at its prey. It was the gaze of a slightly wild but caring lover.

You fell more in love with him as the months passed. To know now that he is your true love.

His nose happily nuzzled your belly as he continued to cuddle.

"I didn't know males had such an instinct..." the brunette purred as she watched a large cat cuddle up to your bulging belly.

"He's like this..."

"So are you going to tell me who the father is?" she asked.

"Will you give me an ultrasound?"

"Here? Shouldn't you be seeing a gynecologist?"

"I haven't been there since the beginning of my pregnancy."

"Do you..."

"I controlled my pregnancy on my own." You replied quietly.

"Why?"

Her face looked very surprised.

"When you give me an ultrasound, you'll see..."

She sighed and suddenly reached for her gloves and sterilized examination device.

You walked over to the couch and sat there. Satoru followed you, carefully watching your movements.

He was so careful. He always made sure that nothing happened to you and was always by your side. Just to know that you and the kittens are fine.

And suddenly your friend lifted your shirt to get to your belly. She put her hands there. And you heard a growl.

You looked at the bright cat next to you, who was threateningly approaching Shoko, showing her to get away from you.

"Satoru. Satoru its okay. You don't have to worry." You got off the couch and knelt beside him, catching his soft fur around his neck.

His tail wrapped around your leg as he continued to be menacing. Shoko stepped back slowly.

"Satoru, calm down..." You groaned to calm him down.

He was overprotective.... Very overprotective. Because he couldn't help thinking that something might happen to you. You were his mate. And he couldn't let you get hurt. No one can touch his mate.

"Why is he acting like this?" the woman asked, looking at the menacing eyes.

And suddenly she saw the cat turn into a human who crouched down in front of you protectively. His ears on his head are slightly bent backwards. The tail has wrapped around you. You had your arms around his chest.

"Leave my mate, human! Don't touch her or my cubs!"

He was very smart. Like a human. But if it was about you and defending the mate and the kittens, he became aggressive and unpredictable. He wasn't thinking the way he always did. Because then all he thinks about is protecting you.

"Mate? Cubs? (y/n)... You..."

"Listen to me before you say anything!" you said with tears in your eyes.

Your Satoru cuddled you against his chest, letting you find solace. He let you relax as he continued to protect you.

This distinguishes him from others. He protects you and loves you unconditionally!

"This is snow leopard which I took with me. He is no ordinary big cat. He is a beastman. He is a man who can turn into a snow leopard. He's... He is the father of my children..."

She was looking at you seriously.

"S-Shoko! It's not what you think, please understand... I love him..." you said with tears in your eyes looking at her unreadable face.

You cuddled up to Satoru to get more solace for you.

"Fine. I understand that. If someone had told me I was going to have a baby with a cat like him, I'd probably have to drink a whole case of spirits for that to come true."

"You... Really?"

"yup. Stop crying, tell your cat to stop growling at me and come for a checkup."

Hearing that, you placed your fingers on your cheek to feel the tears flowing there.

It's all because of pregnancy!

You hugged Satoru a little tighter and whispered in his ear to calm down.

Then you got up to go to Shoko and lie down. She gave the white-haired man an apron to cover his private parts that she doesn't want to see.

And then you saw little kids on the screen. Two little ones.

Their little tails were visible wrapped around their bodies.

"I don't want to know what gender it is. We'll know when she gives birth." Said the man with the tail as he sat next to you.

You gave him a questioning look and he turned his eyes on you.

"How do you know that you can tell the sex of the baby by doing this?" You asked, grabbing his hand.

"You think I never knew about such a thing? Are people really that stupid to believe that there is no non-human who is as smart as they are? I have technology and everything else is the same as here!"

"You have? You're the fucking cat that lives in the snow!" The brunette laughed as she wiped your big belly off the cold gel.

"I'm Snow Leopard! Beastman Snow Leopard! Which means I'm human, damn!"

Did you wonder if he learned those words from TV?

Also, now you're wondering how he was able to talk from the beginning... Is it the same magic that turned him into a human?

"You're just a cat." She replied to him.

"I'm not a cat! And you make me hate this world!"

"Kitten is depressed? You hate the world?"

He growled and his claws lengthened.

There's no way Shoko can beat him! She will die if she doesn't calm down!

You grabbed your boyfriend's hand with both hands, holding tight. Taking his attention away from the woman in front of him.

"Tch... I really hate the human world...."

(A month later)

"How they are? How they are?!"

You watched as the man with his tail sticking out from behind his shirt ran around the bed and looked at your tired body.

He was practically kicking out the woman who'd been helping you for an hour. Just to see his kittens lay on your chest looking for milk.

Your body was tired.

"They're good." you replied, showing him them.

Two boys who look like him.

Satoru recently explained to you that the birth of cubs just like their father is very likely. As for the sex of the children, he's not sure. Snow Leopards had litters of up to three cubs at a time. Most people give birth to one. That's why you gave birth to two healthy snow leopards.

Their little ears and tails were so cute!

If you were a snow leopard, your cubs would be born snow leopard and later learn to transform.

Satoru told you that next time maybe you can have two girls.

You're not skeptical about it, but you also need to rethink it.

He, as a snow leopard, will think about breeding. It is certain.

But from the days you looked at your children, you knew they wouldn't have a good life among humans.

Their mother is a human and their father is a snow leopard. What can happen? They may try to catch them for research. After all, people do not know such a thing.

In almost a year of being with that gorgeous snow leopard you love, you haven't learned a thing.

He is not of this world.

"Sometimes during the mating season we go to the human world. There we are looking for luck to find a partner. When we take her to our world, she will become like us. There are few snow leopards with us and with you. I am a young male, therefore there was a chance I wouldn't find a female of my species easily. But compared to your wild snow leopards, we bond as mates forever. Just like the rest of Beastman. All animals. Cats, dogs, fish, birds, reptiles. All. But by the time I found a mate here, I realized I couldn't find one, because there's none around." He said holding your son in his arms.

"You were just being dramatic." You laughed as you fed your son who was wrapping a little tail around your hand.

"I was not. I wouldn't die. I wanted to go back and wait until the next mating season. But then I felt a fertile female." he pointed at you. "Beastman can breed with human and the babies will be beastman. My babies are snow leopards. If you were a snow leopard too, they would have been born into a full snow leopard. But you're human, so they'll have to learn to change into a cat instead of a human. Well, it's better to master two legs first than four." He laughed.

"I'm worried about them... And you... You're not human... How are we supposed to live among humans?" Tears welled up in your eyes..

"Maybe I'll never be human and you'll never be a snow leopard or any other animal. Our children too. But in my world, what we have is normal."

He sat next to you, rubbing your cheek with the tip of his tail and then his thumb.

"We have few humans, but some agree to be mate for someone. Just like you. Have you ever wondered why there aren't any humans with animal attributes around here?"

You nodded and sideways.

"This is because each mate will look after his partner. Looking for a partner, we also go here. And when we find it, we come back to us knowing that it will be best there."

"Couldn't you have told me earlier?" You asked with a slightly furrowed brow.

He tilted his head back with a strange expression as if he was thinking.

"I always forgot that... And I also thought not to stress you when you're pregnant..." He scratched his chin as he thought.

Nice of him. Because that would be stressful.

"Our world is like this. Only instead of people there are beastmen. People like me walk the streets. Everything is the same. I have my own big house and lots of money. It's the perfect start for our family!"

You saw his big smile on his face.

"You want to..."

"Come with me to my world! And let's live as we should live! Together with the children! Nothing will ever happen there! Our children will be wonderful there! My clan will be happy!"

Gojo Clan, Snow Leopards Clan. A whole family like him?

Well, apparently he has a distant cousin who is an ordinary cat... There aren't that many snow leopards.

In your world, they would never accept that.

In his world, a man as a mate is something normal. You gave life to two more snow leopards. Or will there be more in the future?

You love Satoru and your children. You want the best for them.

You never want to leave them and you don't want anything to happen to them.

You will be the perfect mate and the perfect mother.

You want their happiness so much.

That snow leopard is your snow leopard. your mate. your love.

The only place where you can live the way you want is his world. A world where you don't have to go back to people and you will see their smiles. The smiles of your whole family. Children and your Satoru.

You agreed.

You will live in his world.

Because you love that snow leopard. And that snow leopard loves you.

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I was just thinking about Bakugou in the Doctor's office with his mother and the doctor suddenly asks how often he has sex.

SUGGESTIVE? (there's no smut but still)

Bakugou doesn't like doctors at all. Whether it's the ones at the hospital or the general practitioners. He finds them obnoxious and nosey. The only reason he sees them is when he's been hurt in battle or when his loving mother forces him to go.

"Why are we here?" Katsuki groans slouching arms folded in the passenger seat of the nice car he bought for his mom.

"Because you haven't gone for a check-up once this year." Mitsuki says stuffing her sunglasses into her already full bag of lord knows what.

"Because I'm fine and I would know that."

-

His scowl only deepens as he walks into the smell of medicine flowing in the air of the building. Though he feels better when he finds out he doesn't have to wait and his mother was kind enough to book an appointment.

Unwillingly scurrying off quickly when he sees a fangirl squeal and stand up assuming to ask for a picture.

And for a second he thinks it's not that bad and things will go smoothly until the doctor starts asking all sorts of questions that he's sure aren't relevant at all.

He answers them all quite well until the doctor questions his sex life. And honestly, he was gonna answer in confidence without a second thought until he remembered his mother was sitting right next to him.

"So how often do you have sex?" The doctor asks without an ounce of embarrassment in his voice but then again he probably asks this question often.

"Well uh-"

He cuts himself off and just sits there frozen suddenly uncomfortable with all eyes in the room being on him. Regretting all his choices leading up to this moment.

"I don't- I don't think that's relevant.. at all."

The doctor only chuckles suddenly also uncomfortable with the energy in the room.

"Well uh.. considering the situation it is but would you like mom to step out of the room?"

And he doesn't answer just shrugs his shoulders and gives his mom a questioning look. And now Mitsuki is also uncomfortable with the energy AND the possibility of the answer.

"I don't know is it a worrying answer?" She questions turning the focus back to Katsuki.

"I'm not answering that." He answers letting out a very uncomfortable chuckle.

"Why?"

"I'm just not."

"Do I not wanna know?"

"I just don't feel like you need to know that."

"So I should step out?"

"You should step out."

"Out I go then."

"Yeah."

Mitsuki picks up her bag and walks out in less than a second.

"So.. I'm assuming it's often then." The doctor asks, pen ready in hand to right it down.

"Depends how often you consider often."

I think Jason should use the All Blades for more mundane shit

Starved (Sanji x GN!reader)

🍴CW: angst (with a happy ending of course 😌), swearing.

🍴Brief description: after several days spent unconscious in the infirmary, reader sneaks into the kitchen where they get caught by Sanji who has waited for them to finally wake up.

(with honorable appearances of the other strawhats ✌️ didn't plan to include anything like that?..it just happened?...and I ended up liking it A LOT ahdshgajd)

Just in case: longer parts of text fully in italics like that signal flashbacks!

Enjoy!

The light flickered on.

Shit. Maybe you still had a second or two to flee before the lamp’s unsteady twinkle would turn into a blinding beam. 

There was nowhere to flee, though, with the kitchen’s exit now apparently blocked with someone roused, just like you, by nightly hunger.

Or so you hoped. You really hoped it was that. Otherwise-

The flicker steadied into a dim, orange shine of a lamp in the need of change. The fridge, the door of which you were currently holding onto with a white-knuckled, scared grip, beeped softly, signalling for you to either finally take something or leave, but not before remembering to close it.

You froze. Whoever was behind you did the same.

Shit.

It definitely wasn’t Luffy (too quiet, and for way too long), definitely wasn’t Usopp (night duty), definitely wasn’t Zoro (you would’ve already heard the confused ‘huh?’). Definitely not Nami or Chopper (they would’ve already thrown a fit, though with varying volume and apparency of worry present in their voices).

So. 

You turned around, painfully slowly. Literally painfully, your bruised ribs seemed to creak just as loud as your neck.

Sanji stood rigidly still in the doorframe with his hand on the light switch. A cigarette hung from his mouth, still burning, a single soft sigh away from falling tip-down onto the floor. Some of the ash dropped, impatient for a helping hand.

Sanji made no move. Didn’t voice any of the thousands of things flashing through his mind. His brows went up and down, again up and down again, as if fighting the shock.

It was unnerving to watch. Unsettling. Unusual.

“Uh,” your voice, hoarse from disuse, scraped on the silence, just as crudely abrupt as the lights above. “Hello. Sorry, uh, I’m- I just-”

That seemed to bring Sanji back into motion, though the starved rumbling of your stomach stiffened him again into immobility.

God. Honestly, what the hell even..

You were hungry, so hungry. Starved. First unconscious, then half-conscious but unable to consume even a tiny crumb. And now, when you finally felt alive-

“I-

“Would you like to eat?”

Huh? 

“What?” this time it was you turned immobile.

“Would you like something to eat?” Sanji repeated. His hand, previously on the light switch, moved to push the cigarette further back into his mouth.

He stepped fully into the room, detached gaze on you. Too detached for the trembling hands in his pockets.

“I,” you glanced into the creak of the fridge door where barely anything at all could be distinguished. “Yeah. Yeah, a bit. Sorry, didn’t want to intrude like that.”

And you didn’t. You really didn’t. You just couldn’t hold any longer.

You hand’t eaten for days.

Sanji nodded, his hands slipping from his pockets to roll up his sleeves.

“Allow me to serve you some late dinner, then.”

“I could just grab something really quick myself, though, I wouldn’t want to-”

“Just let me,” the look he gave you from under his hair cut you short.

Just how exposed, how vulnerable it was.

“I waited so long to do this. Please, let me. ”

You stepped away, giving him space, moving backwards, almost falling into the chair. Your stomach rumbled again.

“Please, eat this, at least. It’s just a slice of bread, very-very thin, you won’t even feel it!” Chopper pleaded with you for the tenth, twentieth, maybe hundredth time, even. You turned away to face the wall, half-lucid but still flinching at the tiny doctor’s poorly contained sobs. Someone clicked their tongue behind the door. 

You wished you could eat. Just that slice of bread. Or an orange from the basket Nami had left on the nightstand before you even came to your senses. Or that weird sweet Usopp got in some equally weird shop from the latest town you visited. You wished you could just eat. 

“…thanks.”

“No problem.”

Sanji reached into the fridge to grab a few plates, carefully sealed with food wrap. Put them on the counter, removing it from each one. Your brows went up.

“We have leftovers?”

Sanji’s hands on the wrap stilled. He turned to look at you like he’d never done before. Careful. Bewildered. Immeasurably sad.

“You could never and would never give you leftovers,” he vowed, desperate for you to hear him loud and clear. “Ever.”

You felt sorry, so sorry because you still didn’t understand.

“Extras?”

“No,” he scrunched the wrap in his fist and threw it away; took out a pan, turned on the stove, put the content of  plate into it to re-warm them, even though you now had a microwave, too, from the latest town you visited. Usopp told you. At least you believe it was him, real him and not a dream or hallucination.

“It's the microwave the Gol D. Roger himself used! ” Usopp declared first with his chest puffed out, then deflated slightly from uncertainty after a moment. “At least the shopkeep told me so. But he seemed reliable, so there is no way it was made up! And it was pretty pricey, too, so there’s just no way it couldn’t be Rogers! ”

You didn’t answer, giving him the opportunity to carry on; you couldn’t have even if there was something to add or interject with. Just like you couldn’t eat. You were half-present, half-conscious. 

To yourself. To them you were half-dead.

Sanji nudged the pan up. The contents — rice, some shrimps, some greens — flew up and landed back.

“These are yours. Your portions,” he explained. “I made them this evening.”

”We had amaaazing fish today!“ Luffy threw his hands up, wildly swinging back and forth in his seat. “That weird one Sanji got from the market. He almost fought someone for it! It’s not as delicious as meat, of course, but I understand why he was about to kick some guy to have it! If you wake up now, or next morning, there’ll still be some left maybe. But I can’t promise, it’s just sooo tasty! So you need to wake up as fast as possible! It’s some rare fish we won’t find in this sea, at least Sanji said so.”

You didn’t wake up. You didn’t even hear him. You were too deeply out. Chopper made Luffy leave. There was still that fish left for you in the morning.

There really was no fish like that in the sea you were currently crossing. Sanji wished it'd been All Blue, so he could catch a dozen for you to try after.

“Every day I prayed you would wake up,” the cook put the dish back into the plate and started re-warming the second one. “I prayed you would, and you didn‘t.But what if one of these days you suddenly were? How could I possibly leave you starved? I wouldn’t deserve to be your cook if I would let something like this happen.”

You hunched your shoulders, flinching from the shock of pain going through you. You hoped Chopper was fast asleep; you weren’t supposed to get up yet.

“Sorry I didn’t wake up earlier.”

“Thank you for waking up today.”

Sanji placed the plates on the table, sat down across from you, put out his cigarette before lighting a new one right after.

You didn’t even thank him for the meal, viciously sinking your teeth into the food, not registering the taste at all in such a hurry for satiation. 

You didn’t notice Sanji’s gaze never leaving your face, a disturbingly distant look taking over his eyes.

“The hell are you doing here?”

“Napping.”

“Didn’t know you napped with your eyes open. That a swordsman thing? So you could see your foes sneaking on you from under an infirmary bed?”

“Piss off.”

Sanji leaned on the doorframe, taking a cigarette out of his mouth to hide it behind his back. His other hand held a plate with freshly made food.

“Asleep still?”

“Yeah.”

Sanji exhaled, tapping the ash off automatically without putting much thought into the action. He wasn’t going to make another drag until he left the room. 

Zoro tipped his head. Not turning, his eyes still on your motionless form. Just like Sanji‘s. 

“There‘s no room for any more food here. I‘ll come up when there‘s need for it.”

“There’s a great chance you‘ll get lost on your way, so I‘d rather come by and check myself. ”

“Piss off. ”

“You used that already.”

“Eloquence isn‘t my priority right now,“ Zoro snapped without heat, raising a bottle of booze Sanji didn’t notice from behind his hulking, sulking form.

“I‘m surprised you know the word for it. ”

”Fuck off,“ Zoro threw over his shoulder, chugging half of the bottle‘s contents in one go. 

Sanji left, wishing the same had happened with the food he’d made for you.

You stopped short when you realised you were scrapping of leftovers off the plate. 

You gingerly lifted your eyes to find Sanji staring right back at you. Now that was just embarrassing.

“Sorry,” you murmured, wiping your mouth with a sleeve, gently pushing the plate away. “That wasn‘t very proper of me.”

“Are you still hungry?” the cook asked. The fog of thoughts barely lifted from his eyes.

You swallowed. It wouldn‘t hurt, right? You couldn‘t probably embarrass yourself more.

“A bit,” you admitted, doing everything in your power to keep looking at him. Reaching into his mind. Asking him if it was still alright.

Sanji‘s seat scraped across the floor. He got up, turned around, pushed it back with his leg.

“Wait, please. I will make something ready in a minute.”

“Sanji-kun?”

“Yes, Nami-san, my dearest?”

The redhead slipped a piece of paper across the counter. Sanji, currently preoccupied with making dinner, couldn‘t yet give it his full attention.

“What is this, Nami-san? A recipe you would like me to try? I will do anything you want, my love, but I‘m afraid I can’t check it myself right now. Could you read it aloud for me,please? If you don‘t mind, of course.”

“This can wait. It‘s not for me.”

Sanji shifted. Have you come to your senses? For how long? Were you lucid right then or was it brief?

“Not yet,” Nami admitted as if having read his very thoughts. “But I have a feeling it‘ll happen soon.”

Sanji nodded, turning back to his cooking, squeezing the pan‘s handle until it felt like it would burn through his skin to the bone.

A new plate with the treat Nami and you tried at a restaurant in that town you left a few days ago was now put before you.

“Hey,” you called with widened eyes. “Isn‘t that- How did you make it?”

Sanji didn’t answer. He went around the table, sunk to his knees before you and embraced you around your waist with shaking arms, careful not to disturb your injuries.

“Sanji?!“

”Don‘t do this,“ his shaking increased. His tears seeped through your bed clothes. “Please, never again. Don’t do this to me. Please, don’t be so reckless. Don’t do this, please, don’t do this to me again.”

You bowed you head down and hugged him closer. 

“I’m sorry,” you whispered into his hair, caressing his shuddering back. “I’m sorry I made you worry.”

“Promise me.”

“Promise,” you swore into the night and the days to come.

The door flew open, revealing a breathless, teary-eyed Chopper behind it. And the rest of the crew with him.

“I said I‘d come up if anything changed. Could‘ve waited, you jerks,” Zoro grumbled, a tired smirk spreading across his features as he talked.

That night the recipe from that scrap of paper was perfected through repeated servings. 

non curse au with gojo except he’s a lil loser boy.

doesn’t know how to dress. doesn’t know how to do his hair. is scrawny and short and awkward and he’s your neighbor and you sit with him on the bus sometimes. sometimes he comes over for dinner with his mom. sometimes you go over and he helps you with math homework. every once in a while you guys have a movie night and slowly but surely he becomes a good friend. people at school don’t rly look twice at him but that’s okay bc he has you and that’s all he needs.

and then one day you blink and the scrawny kid becomes all lean muscle. the short little guy is somehow towering over you. the bad hair cut is now a longer, tousled mess but in a good way and he’s learned some basic fashion that doesn’t make him look like a fool. somewhere along the line he got a bit more flirtatious and teasing but deep down he’s still the same guy.

he over explains math and physics when you ask him because he’s still just a bit of a nerd at the end of the day. you both have cars now but he starts petty arguments with “let’s just rock paper scissors” over who drives no matter how many times you tell him it’s his turn. he still sends you trailers to movies like “we’re watching this over the weekend.” you still visit his mom because she’ll never stop loving you. girls definitely give him attention now and sometimes he likes to be an ass and be a little attention whore—but he’s still the same. your lil loser boy. he still embarrasses himself in front of you sometimes because you never stopped being pretty. never stopped being painfully sweet. never stopped making his palms sweat and his heart race. and you never changed either—still seek him out first no matter who’s around.

there’s no real confession. no real oh! moment. you’ve both always just kind of known that it’s love. because you grow up and he does too but he never changes and you don’t either. you and him are the only consistent things you both have—the world could change but you won’t. it’s love, always has been, always will be—that much probably won’t ever change either.

i’m always going to send u reqs because i love you. anyways. kyojuro and his wife going to a dinner together, surprising the hashira that the man can ACTUALLY pull a hot one, and as compensation:

he look kiyoot here my husband ☺️

newly weds

warnings » alcohol, mentionings of getting drunk

word count » 1.1k

categories » f/m, f/f, multi, m/m

relationships » kyoujurou renguko x f!reader

characters » all of the hashira, tengen's wives, kagaya ubuyakashi

author’s note » for u <3

It was rare when the Hashira all had dinner together but when they did it was usually at festivals or whenever Oyakata-sama had wanted. And the Hashira never denied a request from him. Hashira were welcome to bring companions, wives, husbands, and/or family to these gatherings so usually Tengen would bring his wives and Shinobu would bring her girls to enjoy the food that had been prepared for them. This time though, Kyoujurou, wanted to bring his wife, [name], who he had secretly married some weeks ago. They were enjoying their time as newly weds, but Kyoujurou had decided it was time to drop the bomb on them. He didn't want to do it out of shock factor per say, but he wanted everyone to know he was taken by a beautiful woman and to show her off as much as he could.

They walked hand in hand to the Butterfly Mansion where the dinner was being held. [Name] had felt like her heart was in her stomach and Kyoujurou had sensed this.

"It'll be okay, my darling. They will love you. I swear it." He murmured before kissing her on the cheek. She shyly smiled at him as she felt him squeeze her hand. She only nodded as they proceed down the path.

"Caw! Caw! Kyoujurou and his wife have entered the garden! Caw! Caw! Kyoujurou and his wife have entered the garden!" A crow that seemed to squaw out of nowhere at all the gathered Hashira.

Everyone seemed to be in disarray at the mentioning of Kyoujurou having a wife and even more so that he hadn't told anyone as they spit out their drinks.

"Wife?!" Tengen exclaimed getting up from his seat as he wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve.

"Since when?!" Sanemi joined in on the hysteria.

"Ooo!! I wanna meet her!!" Mitsuri cheered getting giddy at the mentioning.

Giyuu could only sit there in bewilderment not even knowing how to react. Shinobu scoffed and then laughed. "That Rengoku. He is always pulling a fast one on us."

"How much do you wanna bet that she's pregnant?" Obanai inquired.

"I say 2000 yen." Oyakata-sama puts down the currency on the table.

Everyone grew silent at his sudden mischief. A small innocent smile on his face as he sat there with his hands on lap. Tengen cracked a huge grin.

"Ohohoho, I say 3000 yen." Tengen put down his money on top of Oyakata-sama's.

"Tengen!" His wives scold him to which Tengen only laughed.

"Hmm, I say 3000 she's not pregnant." Shinobu added to the pile. Muichiro ears perk up at Shinobu inserting herself.

He raised his hand. "I second that."

"Oh, yeah?" Tengen smirked at her questioningly. "Than I'll double it. 6000 yen."

"Oh, you are so on."

"Hey, I never agreed to that..." Muichiro voice seemed to lose momentum as Kyoujurou and [name] entered the room.

Gasps were heard from everyone. [Name] had looked so beautiful and ethereal that the Hashira had no idea how to react. They grew quiet as they watch as she gracefully entered the room and bowed at them.

"Hello, it is an honor to meet you all."

"Thank you for gracing us with your presence, [Name], Kyoujurou. Please sit and make yourselves comfortable.

Now, the Hashira were looking at Oyakata-sama with wide eyes.

"You knew?!" Tengen looked betrayed at he glared at the man in question. Oyakata-sama simply laughed at him.

"Yes, I'm sorry--" He chuckled covering his mouth with his hand. "I wish I could see the looks on your faces."

"Ah, Oyakata-sama..." Shinobu relaxed into a laugh and everyone followed suit.

"So, you're not pregnant?" Obanai interjected. Everyone scolded him as he sat their unbothered waiting on Kyoujurou and [name] to answer. [Name] became visibly uncomfortable, but Kyoujurou only laughed heartily out of embarrassment. His cheeks tinged a healthy pink as he wrapped his arms around her.

"No, not yet! We would plan that, of course! Sorry, for not telling you all until now. We wanted to tell you at the perfect time." Kyoujurou said cheerfully as he put a hand on [name's] lap.

Tengen's face relaxed as gently shook Kyoujurou's shoulder and pulled him into a hug. "Well, I'm very happy for you. You picked a real looker."

"I agree! You're very stunning [name]!" Mitsuri agreed smiling at [name]. She was secretly a little upset that Kyoujurou had kept it a secret from her, but her happiness for him overshadowed that. She just wanted to be happy for her friend.

"Yes, [name], you are very beautiful. Your kimono suits you very much. Red is definitely your color." Shinobu touched the small on her back and Tengen's wives audibly agree with her making [name] blush at their compliments.

"T-thank you. You all are too kind." [Name] waved them off as if trying to brush off her agitation. She wasn't so used to others giving her so much attention.

"That's one the reasons I married her." Kyoujurou mused, looking at her lovingly. She flustered under his gaze and giggled nervously.

"Congratulations, Renguko." Giyuu gave him a small smile.

"Are you smiling?!" Shinobu nearly shrieked at him and the Pillars were now oogling Giyuu's softened expression which automatically contorted into humiliation. Mitsuri cannot help but burst out into laughter and it made the silent room fill with mirth.

"Yes, congratulations, Rengoku." Sanemi got up and sat beside him as he bowed his head slightly in respect to him.

"Thank you, Sanemi! That means a great deal from you!" He laughed smacking his back rather hard causing Sanemi to jump at the sheer unintentional force Kyoujurou had just applied.

Tengen laughed as he smacked Kyoujurou on the back just as hard making him jolt.[Name] jumped at his actions and stared at the pair. "You're just full of surprises aren't you, Renguko!"

Kyoujurou shook off the shock and began to laugh with Tengen. "I guess I am!"

"Freaks..." Sanemi muttered under his breath.

"You're not wrong about that." Obanai agreed as he petted Kabamaru.

"We're all happy for you. Let's make a toast to the newly weds." Oyakata-sama raised his soju glass. Every one raised their glasses along with him. "Gokekkon omedetou gozaimasu!"* (congratulations for having just married*)

"Gokekkon omedetou gozaimasu!" The lot cheered in unison and then downed their glasses.

"Maybe you shouldn't drink too much, dear." [Name] puts a loving hand on top of his.

"Don't worry, my love. I can handle my liquor." He smiled and [Name] quirked an eyebrow at him.

"Oh? Well, then I'll take your word for that." She sipped at her water and then playfully narrowed her eyes at him. "For now."

Kyoujurou did not in fact handle his liquor. And Tengen and Giyuu spent thirty minutes just trying to handle the messy drunk as [Name] sighed and smiled at him as he kept squirming out of their grip.

Tengen face palmed as Kyoujurou laid limp in his arms.

"This is why we can't have nice things."