When you married Satoru Gojo, you married him knowing he was a very protective man. He was a man who had never had anyone like you in his life before, so of course he would hold your safety above everything. Yet somehow, his protective nature had only multiplied when you got pregnant. He didn’t mean to be overbearing, he just didn’t want you to stress yourself out! Which is exactly why he had you on bedrest the moment you entered the third trimester of your pregnancy.

It was about noon on a nice sunny saturday when you awoke, and to your surprise your husband was nowhere to be found. You begrudgingly stumbled out of bed, a hand on your stomach as you slowly wandered out the bedroom and through the halls. Not long through your search, the sight of the light in your babies nursery being on captured your attention. You peaked inside hesitantly only to be met by your smokeshow husband.

Satoru’s hair was slightly messy, his blackout glasses resting on his nose loosely as he focused. The man was sat on the floor as he assembled what looked like a baby crib..