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The warmth of the early morning sun is what awoke you this morning, which is strange because usually, it’s your large man-child of a husband who wakes you up by peppering a bunch of silly kisses across your face and hair, making you giggle and push him away. If that didn’t wake you up, Satoru would then bring in the big guns – Suguru, who would kiss you whilst tickling you to silence your raucous laughter.
What a wonderful way to start each morning.
Except this morning, although the sun was warm on your face, your hands could only feel the cold sheets beneath them as you mindlessly searched for your husbands with your eyes closed.
Irritated that you couldn’t find them in bed, you opened your eyes to find yourself in your empty bedroom. Silence. The silence was…quite well-welcomed considering Satoru always managed to fill the quiet. And the silence was even more appreciated considering in a few months, you and your husbands would soon wake up to the shrill cry of your newborn.
But after getting out of bed and finishing washing up in your bathroom, you found the silence starting to become unsettling. Where was the sound of Satoru laughing at that terrible reality TV show he insists you all watch during movie night or the sound of Suguru in the kitchen making breakfast?
Feeling slightly unnerved, you walked out of your bedroom and found the living room also empty. You decide to head into the nursery, a room that, recently, has been a source of comfort when the thoughts of impending motherhood rendered you full of anxiety and worry for your future.
Being a jujutsu sorcerer in a world like the one you and your husbands lived in was, for lack of a better word, incredibly distressing. Luckily, now that you were nearing the end of your pregnancy, you weren’t asked to go on missions (and therefore didn’t have to deal with those awful old higher-ups) but the same couldn’t be said for Satoru and Suguru. They were still asked to go on missions that you always considered dangerous due to the special grade curses you knew they would encounter. The same missions that would have your heart pounding from the moment they left home to when they entered through the front door again, and your stomach clenching with anxiety (although, as of late, you couldn’t distinguish if that was anxiety or your baby).
Shaking your head as if to clear your thoughts, you walk into the nursery and find Satoru and Suguru…building the crib…that they were supposed to build three weeks ago. Biting back a smile you walked, or waddled rather, further into the room and cleared your throat, making your presence known.
Satoru and Suguru’s hands paused in their work and they both slowly turned their head up to look at you with nervous smiles on their beautiful faces. They knew they were busted…they should’ve just listened when you asked them to build the crib the day they bought it.
Letting go of the leg piece he was holding, Suguru stood up, wiped his hands and leaned down to give you a gentle hug.
Rubbing his hand up and down your sore back, he whispered, “Good morning my love.” The adoring smile on his face when he looked at you could melt all the ice in the world.
Trying to seem assertive in front of your husbands, you huffed in reply and turned your head to the side, choosing to look at the beautiful mural Shoko and Utahime painted (more Utahime than Shoko) on your baby’s nursery wall. Maybe ignoring Suguru’s greeting, as sweet as he was, would send your (dim) husbands that you finally caught them in their punishment of not listening to you.
Instead, your act had the complete opposite effect on Suguru and Satoru, who looked at each other with a knowing smile and then turned to you with an endearing look in their eyes and wrapped you in the warmest, tightest (being mindful of your bump) hug that had you wanting to go back to sleep again.
“Did you sleep well, sweetcheeks? Hope we didn’t wake you up with our noise…and if we did then it was all Suguru’s fault!” Satoru said cheerfully.
Turning to face him, you pinched his cheeks and savoured his whining before replying, “The only reason I slept well was my two body pillows that did not move at all during the night…thank you. But I did not ,” you emphasise, “appreciate waking up all alone. The bed got cold,” you whined at the end, hoping your pouty lips would make your husbands feel bad about leaving you all alone in bed.
“Oh my love we’re so sorry! We just wanted to let you sleep in and get to work on the crib…though…we had hoped it would be finished before you woke up,” Suguru said with a dejected tone.
Almost immediately, you softened and grabbed their hands before stating, “It’s okay my loves. At least you’re working on it now, no? As long as it’s done before the baby comes, do not stress. Now, I am incredibly hungry…are you going to just stand here or go to the kitchen and make breakfast for the mother of your child,” you asked cheekily, brow raised in question.
Your boys leant down to peck your cheeks before scrambling to the kitchen to get started on breakfast. Laughing softly to yourself, you followed them and leaned against the doorway, watching as your husbands clumsily moved around each other in your small kitchen.
After watching them for some time, you voiced out if they needed any help and Satoru and Suguru shook their heads in disagreement so hard and fast you worried they would get whiplash.
“No my dear, you just sit and rest your feet. Let us serve you food, okay love? Don’t you worry about a single thing,” Suguru walked towards you, arms opened, and moved you to sit on the comfy chair in the dining room. “We’ll be done soon and you focus on eating well love,” he said before placing a kiss on your forehead and bending down to kiss the soft swell of your belly.
With a large smile on his gorgeous face, he left for the kitchen and all you could hear was the clinging of pans and the smell of delicious breakfast being made for you.
Soon enough, out walked Satoru carrying your food and Suguru carrying a portion for him and Satoru to eat. Placing the food on the table in front of you, Satoru leaned over to kiss you, and you found yourself wanting to deepen the feeling of your lips against his plush soft ones.
Hearing a soft clearing of the throat stopped the two of you, however, and you leaned back with a chuckle. Looking at Suguru, you took his hand in your right, Satoru’s in your left, and said cheerfully, “Let’s eat!”
Luckily neither of your husbands had any missions so you all stayed at home and rested whilst they fixed the crib and checked off their to-do lists for the nursery.
Later that evening when you all were getting ready for bed, you in the bathroom and Satoru and Suguru already getting comfortable in bed, you could hear their conversation about their upcoming mission; special grade curses were released near an elementary school in Roppongi. Hearing what Satoru and Suguru were saying, you went rigid and panic took over you; this mission sounded incredibly dangerous…and of course it was sent by the higher-ups.
You could hear the worry in Suguru’s voice when he told Satoru he wished they didn’t have to go because “I hate leaving our girl all alone… and pregnant. I mean, the useless old geezers at the top know that we have a kid on the way and they send us on these missions that send our darling spiralling waiting for us…” he broke off, biting his lip in distress.
Before Satoru could calm him down, you walked out of the bathroom, eyes focused on the ground. Your husbands shot their heads to look at you and you didn’t have to express your concerns because your boys knew too well, judging from your hunched shoulders and hand caressing your belly, about the extreme anxiety coursing your veins.
They knew all too well about your nightmares and restless sleep that was a result of overthinking about all the darkness you all faced in this world, sorcerer or not…and raising kids in this dangerous world seemed too frightening.
They understood perfectly because they too had these same nightmares; missions were no longer an easy ‘get it done and go home’ job but rather involved a stomach-turning, panic-inducing state where the boys couldn’t stop imagining their soon-to-be baby as the victim of the curses. They couldn’t stop waking up startled, sweat dripping down their backs, at the thought of you defeating a curse yet never making it home to them and your baby. They worried more than they let on – because you were already stressed and who were they to add to your plate? They had to be strong…they are the strongest sorcerers in the world for a reason, right?
Seeing you so upset made their hearts ache, and they couldn’t have you so distressed before bed. Suguru reached a hand out, and when he found yours slipping into his hold, he helped you onto the bed and into his arms. Satoru gently pressed against your front, placing soft kisses across your belly.
“I’m worried about your mission. I’m worried you…you won’t come back to me…” you whispered, lips trembling, eyes glistening with tears.
You heard a sharp intake before Suguru leaned down to whisper softly but loud enough for you all to hear, “Oh my love,” he grips you tighter, “Please don’t worry. This mission will be like every other mission okay?
“Yeah, Suguru’s right doll! The mission can’t fail because we’re the strongest, remember?” Satoru asked, aiming the last part at Suguru with wide eyes, hoping Suguru would help him console you.
Suguru nodded his head and agreed, “Exactly darling! We’re sorry we can’t do anything to stop you from panicking when we leave for missions, but you have to remember how much we love you, sweetheart. When we leave for those horrendous missions, the only thing keeping us going is knowing you’re waiting at home for us, and soon enough, we’ll be coming home to our lovely wife and our wonderful baby.” He paused to stroke your hair and press kisses into your hairline, before continuing, “It cannot get any better than that my darling.”
Your chest felt a little bit lighter, your breathing more mellowed out.
“Once again, Suguru’s right sweetcheeks!” Satoru exclaimed. His hand raised to delicately stroke your cheek before basically engulfing your face with his much larger hand. His eyes softened and his voice lowered to an almost whisper, “I know it’s scary carrying a child and then raising them in this world that is dangerous for anyone who isn’t like us. But you’ve got us doll…you won’t have to ever worry about raising this baby,” he caressed your belly with a smile, “alone. You won’t ever have to worry about being the sole protector of our family, because my sweetcheeks, that’s what Suguru and I are here for. You have to remember my love, despite how scary this world is, the love you put out with all your heart will find its way back to you. In this case, it's our beautiful child you’re so strongly carrying.”
Your heart melted. Your husbands always managed to calm you down with their gentle touches and soft words, even Satoru, who strived to shower you and Suguru with physical affection of kisses and hugs and cuddles.
“I thought I’d never say it love, but…Satoru’s right,” Suguru joked before Satoru interjected with a loud, “Hey!” Tender laughs erupted from the three of you and filled the room with happiness, clearing the murky misery in the room.
You sniffled, and before you could reach over Satoru to your nightstand to grab a tissue, Satoru and Suguru blotted your tears off your face with their sleeve, their touch so soft you felt like wanting to cry all over again – though this time with a much clearer and lighter heart than before.
You started scooting off the bed, ignoring Satoru and Suguru’s questioning gaze and moved to grab your hospital go-bag off the floor. Turning to face your husbands with a huge smile, you exclaimed with delight, “Thank you for that my loves, I truly needed to hear that. Now…get your asses off the bed and help me to the hospital – this baby is coming!”
Suguru and Satoru shot off the bed and started fluttering around you nervously, yet excitedly. Before they could start their fluster of “What?” and “Oh lord dear why didn’t you say something sooner”, you said, “I didn’t want to interrupt you before, but my water broke in the bathroom before and my contractions are starting…we need to go to the hospital now!”
Looking your husbands in their eyes, hoping to see any sign of apprehension, all you could see was adoration and eager anticipation to get you to the hospital and have this baby. Slowly, they held you and the bag as you all walked towards the car.
Walking down the stairs, you turned to look at both your husbands, and smiled at them, getting back smiles that were larger than life and tears glistening in their eyes. Oh, how excited they were to see this baby; hold this baby; love this baby. Oh, how excited they were to love you even more than they already did (if that was even possible).