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CHUU, imagine if gojo's baby who's still months old was seen holding a snake... Then Satoru goes panicking but then he saw the baby killed it by just gripping it 😭 (baby grips are HELLA strong) then Satoru tries to get it out of his baby's hands but he can't because of how strong the grip is 😭😭 and then he ends up getting his finger held by the baby and he can't remove it cuz his baby is so strong 😭

😭😭😭 okay let’s go!

“…what are you— oh my god!”

gojo stares in horror at the scene before him. it’s his baby son. and he… is holding the most dangerous thing a baby his age can be playing with, all the while blinking innocently at him.

a freaking snake.

“let that go!” he immediately scrambles over to pull that malignant being from his son’s hand. “let go!!”

but your son doesn’t seem to want to let it go easily as he frowns and grips the slimy animal even tighter. and so gojo can’t help dueling his son for the snake.

“it’s dirty! it’s poisonous too!” he rebukes his son, trying to make him listen to him. “if your mama sees this— she is going to cook you, and don’t think i’ll give you mochi either!”

perhaps hearing that his mama will get mad at him makes baby reconsider, as his grip on the snake loosens slightly. seeing his chance, gojo pulls the snake to him—

but then baby realizes it’s slipping off him so he yanks the snake back and—

snap! the snake snaps into two.

“the… heck?” gojo stares at the mutilated corpse of snake before him with utter shock, jaw dropping, before turning back to his son.

baby glares at him with great dissatisfaction, as if he just broke his favorite toy. “bwaaa!”

“oh lord, sweets. i need you here—!”

after cleaning and bathing his baby, your husband recounts the events to you with jumbled explanations, not moving his hand for an inch as he won’t risk his pinky finger— that is grabbed by your baby 💁🏻‍♀️

favorite — gojo x f!reader

ᴀ/ɴ: I literally no idea where or how did this appear, anyways enjoy <3 NOT proofread but really when did I ever 😭✋

you drowsily open your eyes and feel a weight on your chest, so you look down and are met with the cutest sight you have ever laid your eyes on.

your child is dozing on your chest, albeit yes drooling and his cheeks are puffing out like he is a small fish in water, but very cute.

in fact, you’re sure that your husband would gasp dramatically about how you both betrayed him and are having some family time without him because of this.

you smile at the thought, closing your eyes in content as you gently start patting your baby’s back at a steady and slow rhythm. soft snores are what he lets out as he is sleeping soundly and comfortably on your chest.

“what is this atrocity?!” is what you hear coming from the door followed by a gasp, “you’re having family time without me?! talk about betrayal!”

called it.

“welcome home, satoru,” you greet and said man just pouts.

his footsteps are getting closer and soon the bed dips and you open your eyes to see him, your husband, who’s looking very salty and displeased.

“are you trying to distract me from the crime you’re committing?”

you smirk, “technically, your son is the one who committed the crime.”

he narrows his eyes, “what…do you mean?”

“exactly what I said.”

“there is no way my own son would betray me!” he exclaims dramatically yet it is still hushed as to not wake the child up, “you’re trying to ruin our strong bond!”

you hum, “well your very pretty wife did so your son following the lead wouldn’t be a surprise.”

“my very pretty wife is a menace—“ he quickly retracts his words at the knife you have directed at his throat with your cursed energy, “I MEAN a gorgeous and hot woman who deserves the world to be at her feet!”

you nod, satisfied before continuing to pat your son’s back who lets out tiny little burp despite being asleep. a grin adorns your face and you place a kiss on top of his head.

“HAHA I GOT IT ON CAMERA!”

your husband, who is now holding the camera victoriously, exclaimed and looking very ready to show you his new treasure that will be added to his collection.

the both of you freeze however when your son starts fidgeting and his face twists as a wail builds up and his cries fill the room.

“gimme gimme gimme,” satoru insists and you give in. the man taking his son gently before holding him to his chest, “hey now buddy, daddy’s here.”

the boy’s cries have significantly calmed down already at the comforting touch of his father and satoru continues, “mama must’ve been really mean, huh?”

but the thing is, your son is a carbon copy of your husband, personality wise and under that category falls his undying love for you. it seemed that your satoru forgot that your son always makes it clear that he has a favorite and it’s you.

so after hearing his dad say that you’re mean which is not true, he smacks him right in the face and starts fussing and throwing his arms around, demanding he be let down by the man who dares call you mean.

gojo quickly gives him back to you, sighing, “how are babies so strong?” he complains as he holds his poor nose that got hit by the baby.

“it’s probably your genes, ‘toru,” you chuckle as you see your son’s drastic change in mood. he is now babbling and has a big smile on his face as he holds your hand.

“my strong and handsome husband,” you sigh happily and gojo laughs lightly.

he tilts his head with a small smile before leaning close to you, “pretty girl,” he lifts your chin with his index finger, “you act like you aren’t crazy strong and attractive as well.”

however, he doesn’t get the chance to finally get his welcome back kiss. “oompfh!—“ he yelps suddenly before holding his crotch and falling to the ground in pain.

you blink as you are puzzled and surprised, whether to look at your dying husband who just took a hit to the crotch or your son who was angry that his dad was taking your attention away and decided that eliminating the possibility of another sibling is the right revenge.

you settle for the former, “‘toru honey, are you okay?”

“what do you think?” he barely groans as he looks up at his son who is now smirking at him, at least as much as a 1 year old can smirk. someone’s gonna be more than trouble when he grows up, gojo thinks.

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