It was barely past 2 pm. You were in Tokyo Jujutsu High, specifically in your office, going through a few paperwork, analysing a few possible missions for the second years, when you heard the door open and someone walked in unannounced. You knew who it was, after all, there was only one person insolent enough to walk in as if he owned the place.

"Working hard, I see." Satoru spoke, and you didn't even need to look back at him to know he had a nonchalant smile on his lips.

Apparently, being your husband gave him free pass to interrupt your work whenever he wanted to. Not that you minded his company.

Letting out a small hum, the white haired man made his way closer to where you were standing, shamelessly invading your personal space. His chest pressed against your back, and he peeked over your head to look down at the papers on your hands.

"Are those reports?" It was clear his disinterested on the papers, he just wanted an excuse to be around you.

His hand went to your waist, feeling your soft curves under his digits,

"Uh? Have you gained weight?" Satoru asked curiously, missing the fact that you were, in fact, pregnant.