Early Gift

Early gift

Synopsis: Your out on a trip with the trio when something unexpected happens

Featuring: Geto Suguru-Gojo Satoru-Shoko Ieri

Contents: Geto x fem!reader-birth-natural labour-scream-pain-cute-fluff-Godfather!Gojo-Godmother!Shoko

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Satoru was abruptly awakened by the feel of your foot connecting with his face. He let out a groan of pain, rubbing his now reddened cheek. "What the hell?" He grumbled, squinting at you in the dark. "What are you doing, kicking me in the middle of the night?"

"Sorry...the baby won't stop kicking" you whined "where's Geto?"

Satoru grunted in response, rolling onto his back. "Geto? I think he went outside for a smoke or something. The man's got some serious nicotine cravings, let me tell you."

He looked at you for a moment, his expression softening. "Is the little one really giving you a hard time tonight?"

You nodded before huffing gripping your belly

As if on cue, the door of the inn slid open and Geto appeared in the doorway. He took in the scene before him, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of your distressed form.

"What's wrong?" He asked, moving quickly to your side and crouching down beside you.

"The baby won't stop..kicking " you huffed phanting. Geto's expression softened as he watched you struggle. "Hey, hey it's alright sweetheart" he whispered, gently rubbing your belly. "Sometimes the little ones are just active at night. It's normal, I promise."

You gripped Geto hand crying out a bit as you felt a contraction "Guys I think the baby…is.." you huffed phanting

Both Geto and Satoru sat up straighter at your words, their expressions shifting from concern to outright panic. "The baby?" Satoru repeated, his voice strained. "Now? Are you sure?"

Geto, however, was already in action. He gently helped you sit up, his hands supporting you as another contraction hit.

"Okay, okay. Let's stay calm" Geto instructed, his voice steady despite the chaos around them. "Satoru,call Shoko, we need her here now. And bring some clean towels or something that can serve as a make-shift blanket for the baby."

Satoru nodded, rushing out of the room to fulfill Geto's instructions. Meanwhile, the contractions intensified, coming closer together.

"Im sorry I just ruined our trip" you huffed phanting "Hey," Geto gently grasped your chin, tilting your face towards him. His gaze was intense and serious, his eyes burning with love and determination. "You didn't ruin anything. You're bringing a new life into the world, that's one of the most beautiful things a person can do. You're amazing, do you hear me? You and our baby are everything."

You let out a sob, overwhelmed by the rush of emotion and the intensity of the situation. Geto's words, spoken with such conviction, helped to soothe your fears and doubts. He leaned forward, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

Just then, Satoru burst back into the room, an armful of towels in his arms. "Shoko's on her way" he announced, his face pale.

"You're pale" you smiled weakly at Gojo

"Yeah, well" Gojo huffed, his voice strained with nerves. "Seeing someone give birth isn't exactly something I've done before." Despite his bravado, there was a hint of real worry in his eyes.

Satoru placed the towels next to Geto, his gaze flicking between the two of you and the door, anticipating Shoko's arrival.

You gripped Geto hand feelthe baby crowning as you huffed "Ru-ru " you huffed fast

Geto squeezed your hand in response, his other hand gently wiping the sweat from your forehead. "You're doing great, sweetheart," he assured you, his voice steady and reassuring. "Just hang in there, just a little longer."

Just then, Shoko appeared, her face set and determined. She wasted no time, quickly checking your condition and preparing for the birth.

"Alright, let's do this" Shoko said calmly, her hands moving expertly as she prepared for the birth. Geto's grip on your hand tightened, his eyes never leaving your face, while Gojo hovered nervously in the background.

The room was filled with the sounds of your labored breathing and Shoko's steady instructions.

Your screamed echoed in the room as you pushed in agony. Geto's heart clenched painfully as he heard your scream, his eyes welling with tears. He squeezed your hand tightly, offering the only comfort he could in that moment. Shoko's face was focused, her hands moving quickly and efficiently.

"One more push" she instructed, her voice steady. "You're almost there, just one more."

You whined whimpering "I can't…too much" you whined laying your sweaty head on Geto shoulder "Yes you can" Geto whispered, his voice filled with unwavering belief. He looked down at you, his expression one of tender yet fierce determination. "You are the strongest person I know. You can do this. Push, sweetheart."

Shoko nodded in agreement, her hands guiding the baby out. "Just one more push" she repeated, her voice soft yet firm.

You shooked your head weakly "mhn I can't…hurts" you whined again "Listen to me" Geto said, his voice low and commanding. He gently cupped your cheeks, his eyes burning with intensity. "You are strong. Stronger than anyone I've ever met. And you can do this. You can overcome anything. This pain is fleeting, but our child will be forever. Push, love. Push one last time for me." You sniffed whining "I want to push together.." you pleaded

Geto nodded immediately, gently repositioning himself next to you. He took hold of your hand once again, intertwining your fingers tightly. "We'll do it together," he whispered, his voice filled with love and determination. "On three. One, two, three. Push." You screamed your lungs out as you pushed,gripping Geto hand tightly almost painfully

Each scream pierced Geto's heart like a dagger, but he held firm, pouring every ounce of strength he had into holding onto your hand. "That's it" he whispered, his eyes watering with emotion. "Almost there."

Shoko moved quickly, her hands guiding the baby out. "One more push" she urged. You screamed groaning as you pushed your hand gripping Geto's tightly painfully

Geto winced, the pain of your grip shooting up his arm, but he didn’t let go. He grit his teeth, holding on fiercely. "I'm here" he whispered, his voice hoarse but steady. "I'm right here. Just one more push."

With a final, mighty push, the room fell silent for a moment, the only sound the faint, mewling cry of a newborn baby.

You collapsed breathing heavily,sweat rolling down your face with a contended expression on your face.

Geto immediately wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly, tears streaming down his face. "You did it" he whispered, his voice filled with disbelief and love. "You did it, sweetheart. You did incredible."

Shoko gently placed the baby in your arms, wrapped snugly in a blanket. The infant's cries quieted the moment it was against your chest, its tiny hand curling around your finger.

Geto pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, his eyes filled with adoration. "You were beautiful" he murmured, his voice trembling with emotion. He gently ran his fingers through you sweat-damped hair, his touch gentle and soothing.

The room was silent except for the sound of the newborn baby's soft coos, its small fingers grasping at your skin as it nuzzled close to your body.

Geto's arms tightened around you as you lost consciousness, his face etched with worry. He looked up at Shoko, his eyes pleading for reassurance. Shoko, her expression calm and capable, gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

"She just needs rest" Shoko said softly. "This isn't uncommon. She's lost a lot of blood and energy giving birth. She'll be just fine. Just let her sleep." The baby cried hungry

Geto gently coaxed the newborn into his arms, a look of tender yet panicked fatherly love on his face. "Shhh, shh it's okay" he gently shushed the baby, slowly rocking it.

He glanced over at Shoko and Gojo, eyes wide with worry. "The baby's hungry" he whispered. "What do I do?"

Gojo, equally as panicked as Geto, spoke up, his voice filled with concern. "Doesn't…Doesn't y/n feed it?” He asked, unsure.

Shoko shot him a look before shaking her head, her face weary. "Not yet. She needs rest" she explained. "We'll make a bottle of formula. The baby can have that until she recovers."

"I can do it" you strained as your mother instinct kicking in "I.. can..give..him..my milk.." you breathed weakly

"No, no, no" Geto immediately protested, his eyes wide with concern. "You've already been through so much. Your body needs time to heal."

He looked down at the baby, its tiny face scrunched up from crying, and gently rested a hand on its tiny head. "For now, formula will be fine" he muttered, more to reassure himself than anything. "But…my baby…it needs me" you whined ending up crying too along the baby

Geto's heart ached seeing you cry, his arms encircling you firmly but gently. "I know, sweetheart" he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. "But right now, you need to rest. Let me handle this, okay?"

As if to emphasize his point, the baby let out a particularly loud wail, its tiny body squirming with hunger. Gojo looked between the crying baby, his best friend, and your weak body, his nerves on edge. "Yeah, let the baby drink formula" he said hastily. "You've done enough, let me make a bottle."

With determined steps, he disappeared into the other room, leaving Geto to gently comfort you and soothe the newborn.

"what you wanna name her?" you asked looking at Geto. His eyes widened slightly, his heart warmed by the question. After a small pause, he gently rocked the baby, a smile spreading on his face. "Hanami" he said softly, the name tumbling out of his lips like a prayer. "Like the beautiful cherry blossoms that bloom in spring. She reminds me of them, fragile yet resilient, full of life despite her small size."

You nodded tiredly, a soft smile on your lips. "Hanami" you repeated, the name fitting perfectly. "It's beautiful."

For a moment, the room was engulfed in a comfortable silence, the only sound the steady breathing of the newly named Hanami as she calmed in Geto's arms.

Just then, Shoko reentered the room, a bottle filled with formula in her hands. Gojo followed closely behind, his steps surprisingly quiet for once. "We've got her milk ready" Shoko announced quietly, holding the bottle out to Geto.

Geto nodded in thanks, his focus solely on the hungry baby in his arms. He brought the bottle to Hanami's mouth, gently coaxing her to latch onto the nipple. For a moment, her tiny lips fussed, then she started suckling, her small cries quieting as she fed.

You watched as Geto fed Hanami, the sight filling your heart with warmth and adoration. Despite the exhaustion you felt, a sense of contentment blanketed over you. You had done something miraculous, not just bringing life into the world but also creating a family with Geto.

"Guys" you said at Gojo and Shoko "me and Geto were thinking about something and we wanted to know if you liked it"

Gojo and Shoko glanced at each other for a moment before nodding, both their expressions curious.

"Sure, what is it?" Gojo asked, leaning forward slightly. "do you wanna be Hanami godparents?"

Surprise flickered across Gojo's and Shoko's faces, followed by a myriad of emotions - shock, joy, and a touch of disbelief.

"Godparents?" Shoko repeated, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and happiness. "You both want us to be her godparents? Really?"

Geto nodded, a smile on his lips. "We can't think of anyone better to trust with our child's upbringing and well-being."

Gojo, his eyes already slightly misty, nodded fiercely. "You can count us in. We'll spoil her rotten."

Shoko smiled widely, a single tear making its way down her cheek. "We'd be honored" she said quietly, her voice filled with emotion.

The room was filled with a comfortable silence, the weight of this decision settling over everyone. Hanami continued nursing quietly, oblivious to the significance of the moment happening around her.

Outside, beyond the window, the night sky was blanketing the world with its inky darkness. But within the confines of this room, illuminated by the warm glow of the lamp, a new bond was forged, a new family was formed under the protective watch of those who loved this child unreservedly.

As Hanami finished her feeding, her tiny hands gently clutching at Geto's sleeves, fatigue truly began to set in for you. Your eyelids grew heavy, the exhaustion of birth bearing down on you. Geto gently cradled Hanami, his fingers tracing gentle circles on your shoulder.

"Rest" he murmured, his voice a soothing balm to your weary soul. "We'll take care of her while you rest."

You nodded weakly, your body aching with exhaustion. The last thing you saw before closing your eyes was Geto's tender smile and the sight of Shoko taking Hanami gently into her arms, her expression filled with adoration.

The world faded away as you drifted off into a deep, replenishing sleep, the sounds of hushed voices and gentle laughter lulling you to a state of absolute peace. The people you loved had your back, your child was in safe hands, and for now, that was all that mattered.

Outside, the stars twinkled overhead, their light bathing the night in a silver glow. Within, a new family bonded together over their shared love for this tiny, perfect being. And somewhere in the distance, the soft sound of the cherry blossoms rustled delicately in the night breeze, as if murmuring a gentle lullaby to the child named Hanami.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆𝜗𝜚 summary: you work as a flight attendant for a high class airline company, and can’t help but catch the attention of a certain someone

cw: sexual implications, gawking, mdni

The entire plane ride his eyes were on you. He couldn’t help it, the way you cheerfully greeted the passengers and danced down the aisle made him delirious. The outfit you wore only made it worse. The frangible lines of your tailored blouse and your impossibly tight pencil skirt hiked up a little too far. The soft silkiness of the bow fastened on your neck was the cherry on top. He imagined tying it around your wrists while he fucked you senseless. His eyes stared at your cheeky smile, the one you’d put on while speaking with passengers. He couldn’t help but feel his heart flip in his chest. He felt himself go hard in his jeans. The important papers on his lap rose ever so slightly. He continuously shifted in his seat to subdue the warmth he was feeling. And, as expected, the rest of the ride with you was complete hell.

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