being pregnant was not easy.

they were half convinced their back was about to break, not used to the extra weight of their body. they were either always sore or always nauseous, or on certain bad days, both. they were of course, elated that they were finally going to have a child, but the process of having said child was going to take them to an early grave, they thought.

gojo was unsurprisingly, clingy as hell, even more so than he already was, which was honestly a feat. he always had an arm around their shoulder, or his hands resting on their stomach, always holding them protectively.

he was also rather helpful, massaging their sore feet when they needed, or running out to get them sushi at 3am because they had cravings. it was sweet, but they wondered how he kept up with them. their hormones were, after all, all over the place. they winced as they remembered the last time they cried over some commercial of life savings.

they were on the couch, lounging as they usually did every night. they weren't going on missions or training the students anymore, so they found herself having too much free time, something they couldn't say for gojo as well, unfortunately, but he always did his best to be there for them.

the movie playing was some action thing, the sound effects and bright lights not really interesting their bored mind. they cuddled closer to him, burying their face in his neck, feeling the solid warmth of him comfort them.

he noticed the small movement, absently petting their hair. "feeling okay, sweets?"