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Synopsis: Satoru had it all, president of the greatest frat in the state, grades higher than the sky and a social life so amazing it almost felt unreal, but this perfect reality came crashing down the moment a basket was left on his frat house porch a baby left in its wake and apparently it was his, with no mother no name he took it upon himself to raise this kid without the dean knowing and definitely not you, he could keep up his facade because after all he is the greatest right?
Pairings: Fratdad!gojoxstudent!reader
Warnings: angst, crack, fluff, can be alittle depressing but mostly funny, mentions of baby abandonment and some things you shouldnât feed a child, alcohol, drugs and not yet smut but eventually, I guess
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âGojo, Iâm busy I would like to help you out but I have assignments to doâ, nanami was the first person he thought of to go to
âSorry Satoru-that stupid dealer of mine cancelled a order last minute now I gotta drive all the way out of state to get my next stash before the heard of drug addicts breaks down this houseâ, he thinks thatâs the most choso ever spoke to him but he understood his circumstances that was his only form of income anyway
âMe? Ya asking me you know I donât do more than thirty minutes with that rascal even if I could I canât gotta a dateâ, no wonder he was cleaned up and his hair wasnât greasy, Toji slipped out of the living room shortly
âNoâ, yeah thatâs it from Sukuna, fucking prick
âI thought you hired a babysitterâ, Suguru pulled his jacket over his shoulders and threw his hair out, ready to go to the annual student board meeting hosting the student council, fraternities and sororities
Satoru groaned loudly and flopped onto the couch beside his son who chewed on a rice cake, âI tried I did but all of them suckedâ
Geto pulled out his laptop and placed it onto the coffee table going straight into the work portal made by students of the University, âwe about to seeâ
âA student? Wow might as well throw him into a orphanage because thatâs where baby Gojo will go if another person finds out Iâm harbouring a baby on campusâ
âWeâll lie and say his your little brother til we find another old trusting lady to come over and take care of him, doesnât that sound logicalâ, Satoru grumbled but nonetheless agreed to what his best friend offered, after a full night of Gojo juggling his baby and studying for a lab that was due by tomorrow he finally found someone who didnât lie about their resume that and they were funded by the government which was only a handful of students at this money hungry institution so if things went really south he would just find a quick way to get them transferred to another state, or better yet another country
The next morning Satoru sat on the living room couch, so early the sun hasnât even risen this was his first test for his new babysitter/nanny because he had a mountain of work to be completed, punctuality it means that this person is serious about the job and actually give a fuck to wake up at six am on a Monday, the day after a hammered weekend, so this person could actually be responsible.
His thoughts were cut short when perked up at the sound of the doorbell, up on his feet he stepped over the empty red solo cups all over the floor and moved away the decorations that hung over the stair railing to get to the door, and damn did he regret opening said door.
âNah, not youâ, before he could shut the door in your face you pressed your foot between it and the frame
âSo your the one holding a baby-â, how much times were you able to make his heart jab out of his ribcage was such a mystery and pain in the ass to him
â-in this horrid house, wonât your mom be hella madâ, with the strength of a man you actually pushed yourself inside the house
âLook crazy I said I donât want you hereâ, that gave him a thought you were the one on government scholarship so if you fucked up or even annoyed him enough he would finally get rid of you, this would work , âActually yes, this is perfect for youâ
âYou gotta lay off the drugs manâ, his the crazy one with that grin of his face he shrugged and guided you through the trash to the living room towards the car seat on the coffee table in it slept baby Gojo all snuggled in a blue bear onesie and a pinky in his mouth, his frosted hair and lashes kissing his skin making him look like a baby angel, as if Satoru wasnât hard enough to not stare at his brother takes the cake
âYou didnât give him any alcohol or substances-â
âAnother word and Iâll dock your payâ, he crossed his arms and looked at your reaction to his âbrotherâ you had more of a longing gaze at him than adoration, atleast your âlove for kidsâ on your resume wasnât a lie as well as the million other jobs you had, did you sleep are you in crazy debt or what
âOkay jeez, whatâs his name?â
He was to embarrassed to confess that he never had a name for his kid but he had to keep up this beef and not show any kind of weakness
âYou refer to him as baby Gojo got itâ, with a hum you nodded and leaned down to gently tucked the blanket higher over his babies chest, that gave Gojo a tight feeling into his own chest not that nice butterflies cute stuff, no it was possession how a woman he didnât fully trust touch his child, atlas it was temporary and there are cameras in the frat house
âWelp I gotta go so, thereâs two bottles already made in the fridge his bag is filled with diapers and extra clothes he likes to be talked to, not baby talk he ainât that dumb, he understands conversations speak only nice of me or heâll cry, trust me, then if he cries which he doesnât do often you call me immediately and if he is fussy mrs Rachel worksâ, he packed up his bag and looked at you
With furrowed brows he called out your name and you snapped your gaze from the baby towards him
âDid you get all that information into that air head of yours?â, you scoffed and crossed your arms
âWhen you come back heâll perfectly contentâ
âAs he should thatâs your jobâ, he laughed at looked at his kid he would kiss his cheeks but settled on a pat on the head
âThis is my family, donât mess it up or else-â, your arms dropped to your side as Satoru came up close to you, his chest inches away from your chin and you had to look up to face him the slight worry in your gut that he would actually hit you but it quickly turned into something much more warm when his face was inches from your own so close you could smell his mint toothpaste and the channel on his collar, but it was his eyes that held you in a trance as he continued to speak, â-I wonât just dock your pay Iâll make sure you never step foot on his campus againâ
âYou better get out of my face or Iâll spit on youâ
âDonât tease me like thatâ, he imitated a dogs bite when he chattered his teeth at you effectively making you flinch away as he backed up and walked to the door leaving without even giving his name but you guess you could call him Gojo for now
Three hours later the first soul of the house walked down the stairs, the same stairs was covered in vomit and chips was now spotless and even smelled like lavender? Nanami frowned and pushed a hand through his hair and ventured further down not a single piece of trash in sight and it was even cleaner than before the party , did Suguru hire a cleaner after they said it would damage the budget set by the frat? Well the âcleanerâ was young and busied herself in the kitchen making pancakes? What the hell
He cleared his throat making you turn around, he looked confused yet held a gentle gaze at you asking you for your name and what the heck are you doing here, politely of course
You smiled and flipped over the pancake, âIâm baby Gojos babysitterâ, short and simple, Kento nodded and attempted to head back upstairs but you called out to him
âWhy donât you eat something before you leave thereâs like a bajillion pancakesâ, you offered him a stack on a plate and he gingerly took it
âDid Gojo say you should clean and do this?â
âFor ten dollars psh even I know when Iâm being underpaid but no, I did it because the kid has been sleeping for last three hours and I got boredâ
âI apologise you really did not have to do thisâ, you cut him off with a nahh and a slap on the shoulder actually making him stumble abit, did you work out or something
âItâs just in my nature to be clean and I craved pancakes tooâ, but you didnât have the cash for the ingredients so you took advantage then you felt bad for doing that and cleaned the place
Kento chuckled and thanked you for the meal and on cue baby Gojo started to fuss, he kicked the blanket off and wiggled his legs around you smiled to yourself and walked up to him, placing your hands on your knees you were eye level with the kid and waved
âHey buddy, Iâm your new babysitter your brother told me all about you and how pretty your eyes are, wow itâs more blue than the sky on a clear day- you can call me nannyâ, he stared at you for a good few seconds and let out a happy gurgle of a laugh then squirmed around, carefully you unbuckled him from his car seat and placed him on the floor he held onto the couch for support but kept his gaze on you, like you he was intrigued by seeing someone different for once
âGojo didnât even tell me how old you are but judging from your height and your adorable way of looking at me like you understand everything Iâm saying Iâd say your 11 month along huh?â, he continued to giggle and slowly made his way towards you gently patting your knee with his fat palm and opened his mouth to say something
âGo-joeeeâ, he ended that word with a tilt of his head and you almost swore, yes he was that adorable
âOh your brother, he said heâd be back by 12 pm so til then itâs me and you whatcha wanna do hmm?â
As if understanding that his dad wasnât there he walked away from you and to the kitchen, you hurried behind him and saw him point at the fridge, his hungry
âOhkay⌠Iâve taken care of many kids at this age but youâŚindependent might be a understatement youâre a genius huh, thatâs where all the Gojo genes wentâ, you laughed at your own joke and handed him his bottle filled with milk, the kid took it out of your hands and snatched off the top lifting his head so high he lost his balance but you were quicker to catch him before he tumbled head first on the ground, his lips found the tet and he sucked to his heart content. You released a sigh of relief and lifted him to your chest, âNice reflexesâ
Your heart jumped out of your chest and you turned your head towards the voice you definitely recognised his face, the president of this fraternity, Suguru Geto he had a polo shirt on with white slacks his hair tied into a pony tail and a water bottle in his hands, âBabysitter right?â
âYesâ, you introduced yourself to him and gave out your hand, he smiled it seemed warm but eerie at the same time
âWatch outâ, oh shit the kid he wandered towards the stairs and before he could crawl up you swooped him up, âS-sorry itâs just his fast for someone so littleâ
âHis not crying so I guess his taken a liken to you, were you the one responsible for the cleanup?â, you shifted your gaze as if you didnât just clean up half of this massive house before muttering a small no
âNanami told me, like he said thatâs not your responsibilityâ, that was the chores for the lackies
âI didnât mind at all really, I like cleaningâ
âI saw your resume yesâ, you nodded and placed the baby onto the sofa relaxing him against the cushions so he could drink comfortably, why would a baby be in a frat house this time of the year
âHis Satoruâs baby brother, his parents had a little hiccup and heâll be here for a while I should advise that you tell this to no one Iâm sure Satoru let you know what would happen if you doâ, a frown formed onto your face
âI donât discuss what happens in others homes, unless itâs a hazard and the kid was in danger, wait didnât you guys have a party with the k-â, he cleared his throat and checked his Rolex watch on his wrist
âWould you look at that, my excuse says itâs time to leaveâ, he left without another one and with a pancake in his pocket, punk
You sighed and turned to the kid again, âYou the only one who understands me baby Gojoâ and by some miracle he smiled and took the bottle from his mouth
By the time Satoru returned home his kid was in the living with you making TikTokâs?! To the veggie dance! His never seen him move this much and your laughing, it wouldâve made him even more livid if he didnât find his almost one year old so adorable while giggling and moving his butt
âWhat the heck is goin on here?â, he dumped his bag at the couch and his son ran towards him with his armâs outstretched and a big smile he kept his face neutral but picked him up, you turned off the music and smiled at him despite the death glare he gave
âThen why did you ask that questionâ
âIt was rhetorical!â, he huffed and rubbed the space between his brows his never been this stressed, parenthood is not for the weak
âYou said I could do anything to keep him entertained I havenât saved the videosâ, he seemed to ignore you at this point and scratched in his bag for the cash and handed it to you
âWhereâs the rest?â, you crumpled the money and stuffed it into your back pocket
âYa know I thought you were cracked addict but your just taking care of your sibling and I would do that to, Iâm not rich as you can see by my job listing so I need that money for the formulaâ, he sighed again and gave you extra
âThanksâ, after collecting your things you went up close to him which made him shift to the back by one step, regardless of this you bent over slightly and bopped the kids nose Satoru accidentally looked down from your face and into the dip of your cleavage, your tank top was unprofessional if you were coming to a job it was distracting and inappropriate and why were your nipples the size of pebble, damn whereâs your bra
âSatoruâ, his eyes snapped to your own, now you knew his name shit
âY-yeah you can like go Iâll take it from here-â
âI know we havenât gotten on the right foot since I sumo choked you to almost death and then attempted to interrogate you that same dayâŚwhich was like three days ago you should be over it, but I would like to apologise Iâve realised that Iâm a adult and my chest is not Hpvâ, he choked on his words and cleared his throat
âApology acceptedâ, your jaw dropped to the ground and you fisted your palms on the side of your hips
âWhat? Are you fuc-fricken kidding me youâre not going to say sorry?!â, you raised your voice only slightly so the kid didnât catch your aggression, Satoru surely did and soaked it up so hard
âSorry, that you have the chest of a preteen trying hard to come to puberty and that you have nipple hair-ah!â, you laughed in his face and pulled his hair harder , baby Gojo thought it was a game and gripped it to
âLet it go! I swear to god Iâll kick you in the cookie!â
âKoookeyyy!â, the kid enjoyed this and so were you Satoru was practically immobilised right now you jerked his head to the side so his face was leveled to your own
âOne more word, Gojoâ, you spat his name with venom no longer are yall gonna be on first name basis, âIâll come to your room and skin your scalp in your sleepâ
He groaned when you let go and stormed out, Toji whistled at the end of the stairs and laughed
âEither that was crazy foreplay or you lost your touch with womenâ, Satoru rolled his eyes and untangled his babies fist from his hair, âthink ya need to get a fuck inâ
Later that night Satoru ventured into a club with the rest of his frat brothers, baby Gojo was in the safe care of Nanami who really had a shit ton of assignments Satoru made sure his kid would be knocked out the entire night by keeping him awake during the day time and for once he would like to unwind he felt like he aged ten more years in this single year alone, sitting at the bar with Suguru he explained you were the crazy woman who choked him in the store and saw him in the cafe
âI checked her resume, she has five jobs currently at the same time, he has five years of experience and she majors in finance this is her final yearâ, Suguru showed him your profile on his phone
âI thought sheâd make a good candidateâ
âIf sheâs havin this much jobs why is she with a scholarship, the government sucks but itâs giving enoughâ, Gojo drank his pink lemonade and shifted his gaze around the soft lit club it wasnât a rave but it wasnât to bland to be considered a jazz club
âMaybe she has past debt or a expensive lifestyleâ, Geto chuckled and sipped on his whiskey, the bags under his eyes showed just how tired he was to run a fraternity and keep up his astrophysics degree was enough to be on your toes, Gojo felt bad that he placed the weight of most of his responsibilities on his friends at times like this
âExpensive lifestyle? I doubt she has friendsâ, he mused with a laugh and slurped his drink
âAnd how would you know Satoruâ, he peered from his drink up at the bartender who was no longer a middle aged man with a beard instead it was you with your hair in a bun and a apron that snagged your waist, accentuating your figure even the soft lights, Suguru coughed up his own drink
âI had no idea you think about me this much to talk about me behind my back I thought I wasnât worth your breathâ, said by him over text, Geto excused himself to the toilet so quickly
âDonât flatter yourselfâ, his slurping continued and your couldnât help yourself but stare at his lips the way he slurped it so hard gave you wanton thoughts, you lean over the counter and grazed your lips on the shell on his ear. God you hated his guts but he was damn attractive
âI definitely didnât spit in that drinkâ, when you leaned back up your smirk flattered watching him stick out his finger into his drink then back towards his mouth plopping it so deep it hallowed out his cheek and it made your knees weak, that sticky gummy feeling filled your stomach but you covered it with a grimace muttering a gross before you walked away, the flush on your cheeks said something different
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