satoru had been slaving away at work for the past few days, whether it be teaching his students or getting caught up in their missions. you understood though as yaga was on satoru’s case after his students scored the lowest in classroom learning than the rest of the kyoto students, with the sole exception of megumi.
he still took it upon himself to spam you with photos of him pouting dramatically and begging to see pictures of you and the baby (even though there were pictures of you both plastered everywhere in his office and hogging up the storage on his phone). you were close to calling yaga and showing him what satoru was really up to instead of teaching, until realising he simply missed you both — this was just his annoying way of showing it.
their lunch break was soon approaching at jujutsu high, so you impulsively decide last minute to surprise satoru at work. you quickly get yourself and the baby ready in his carseat before taking one of satoru’s many cars to drive to the school — along with the packed lunch that he forgot to take this morning. usually you would’ve asked ijichi to drive you, but you worried that he might accidentally slip up in front of satoru.
you park far away from his classroom and hope it was enough for him to not spot you and place your son in his stroller. he curiously looks around nonstop as he takes in the new environment, since this was his first time ever coming to jujutsu high.
whilst you were driving, you obviously silenced your phone so that you wouldn’t be distracted. now that you weren’t, you open your phone and are welcomed with several messages from satoru.
toru <3: sweeets :( i’m so booooooreddddd 😴 whatcha up to i miss you 😢 and our lil mochi pie damnit now i’m hungry 🤤
(12:22 pm)
toru <3: WIFEY??? blink twice if you need help
(12:24 pm)
toru <3: have i done anything to upset you? please tell me im dying over here megumi’s calling me out to stop hyperventilating and actually teach them something NERD!!! 😂 🤓 -> megumi if he was an emoji
(12:27 pm)
toru <3: lesson is almost over i should teleport home just to check they won’t even notice that i’m gone!
(12:31 pm)
sighing deeply to yourself, you type away a believable response to get him off your case. the last thing you needed was for him to get overly suspicious of where you were.
you: toru stop it or i’m telling yaga sensei on you 😡 i’m at the shops to restock on groceries
toru <3: didn’t we already do that a few days ago?
you: yeah big back you ate everything up
toru <3: period i did that 😜 nobara taught me to say that!
you: that’s nice sweetie… i have to go so i’ll call you when we’re back home? love youuu <3
toru <3: oki i love you more pookie 😘 don’t forget to buy my kikufuku and to use my card!
(12:34 pm)
you slip your phone into your pocket before pushing the stroller to the main entrance. as you make your way to his office, three familiar faces are running in your direction who you immediately recognise as your husband’s students. you only properly know megumi as you helped satoru to raise and provide for him and tsumiki.
they all slowly falter at the sight of you, also instantly recognising you as their teacher’s wife from the infinite amount of pictures he shows them. the girl and the pink-haired boy look at you with their jaw dropping in shock.
megumi finally speaks up and asks, “mrs gojo, what are you doing here?”
“i came to see satoru. it’s not a bad time, is it?”
“not at all, he’s been moping around today instead of actually being productive.”
“ah, so i heard. don’t you worry, i’ll talk some sense into him!” you smile gently at him before turning to the boy and the girl who still appear starstruck. “hey there, i’m your sensei’s wife.” you give them a shy little wave.
“you are so beautiful, wow! like, even better in real life!” the girl exclaims.
“heh– thank you so much! nobara, right?” she nods brightly “satoru has told me great things about you all!”
“oh well~ y’know, we are his best students after all–”
“–we’re his only students.” megumi interrupts her.
“damn fushiguro, no need to be so brutal..” the pink-haired boy murmurs.
“and you’re yuji?” you ask him, to which he eagerly replies with a “yes ma’am!” that makes you chuckle at his formality. you’re not that old!
“is that your baby in there?” he points at the stroller.
“yes! would you like to see him?” yuji and nobara nod in excitement, so you turn the stroller around for them to look. your baby blinks at the new faces whilst sucking on his pacifier. their faces light up at the adorable sight making your baby giggle. recognising megumi, he holds onto his pinky and spits out his pacifier to babble incoherent words at him.
“he’s the cutest thing ever!” they simultaneously shriek in cuteness overload whilst megumi fights off a smirk at the slight favouritism.
“wow– he really is sensei’s carbon copy..”
“i know, the most he’s gotten from me is my eye colour on only one eye.”
“those gojo genes are strong, huh?” nobara chimes in whilst playing peekaboo with your son.
“you could say that again…” you sigh at the reminder before speaking up, “anyways, it was great meeting you three! but i should go see satoru before lunch comes to an end.”
“don’t worry, ma’am! he cancelled last lesson due to his broken heart that made him not fit to teach? his words by the way! or something along those lines…” yuji replies, struggling to recall his sensei’s exact words. megumi and nobara nodded along at remembering gojo’s usual dramatics.
you shake your head at his antics, maybe it wasn’t too late to pay yaga a visit? they wave goodbye to you and your son, even kindly offering to babysit him to give you guys some free time together before you head off to his office.
“seriously though, how did sensei pull her? she’s way out of his league!” nobara says after making sure you’re far away to not hear.
“they pair well better than you think.” megumi simply defends.
nonetheless, you were able to still hear and stifled in your giggle so to not be caught.
once you’re there, you hear light snoring and mumbling coming from inside. you take a peek through the open gap of his slightly ajar door and there your husband is; blindfold still on as he’s sleeping by his desk with his phone in his hand. you open the door further to make space for the stroller before lightly padding over, knowing the light sleeper he was.
you glimpse at his phone that was still brightly on, it’s a picture he took of you hugging your son at the aquarium. it was sweet to see how much he really missed the both of you already — like a child at their first day of school. and now it was time to take him out of his misery.
“boo!” you shake him and he’s immediately startled awake.
satoru lifts his blindfold and straightens up before shrieking a completely dumbfounded “SWEETS?!” loud enough to jolt your sleepy baby wide awake. “i thought you went shopping?” he asks while already pulling you into his lap.
“surprise! i thought we could come see you at work~” you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek long enough to make your lipgloss stick, he of course melts into it and nuzzles his face like a cat for more.
“y’know, i cancelled my last lesson to still come home and surprise you both. what are the odds that we had the same idea?” he states while turning around the stroller to see the baby, only to be met with his mini version staring back at him grumpily. “wait a second– why does he look so angry to see me?!”
“he was about to fall asleep before you jump-scared him awake..” you sigh as you undo his seatbelt and carry him out to place on your lap. satoru offers your baby his pinky finger as a peace token to which he gladly accepts by taking it into his mouth to chomp on.
“hey– that tickles!” he tries to take his pinky back but your baby’s grip seems to be stronger.
“eh. you’ll be fine.” you choose to ignore his plea for help. if he can bring up the fact that he’s statistically the strongest person at least daily, then he can handle his son teething on him!
suddenly your stomach growls, making you remember that satoru had left his lunch at home and most likely has yet to eat. “oh yeah! you forgot your lunch, dummy. i made your favourite too..” you flick his forehead lightly and bring it out for him, along with a packed bento box for you and the baby too. your son doesn’t hold back and disassembles his mini onigiri the second you open the bento box.
“that’s so cute of you to find a way to eat with me too, sweets~” he teases but you’ve been with him long enough to know it’s his love language.
“oh please, you wanted this just as badly. but i GUESS you’ve been working hard these past few days...it feels like forever since we got to sit down and eat together, so i thought why not bring the dynamic to you?” you say casually and pat his bicep like it’s nothing, however satoru’s heart is literally melting at how cute you are.
“you know me so well~ i already had major fomo from the family dinners just after day one of overtime..” he picks at the omelette with his chopsticks, gulping half of it down in one bite.
“even when we were on video call to eat together?”
“especially then! it only reminded me that i wasn’t there to hold you or squish our son’s chubby cheeks..” he pouts as he sadly squishes them now, your son exclaims a happy “dah!” as he mimics you and pats satorus’ hand on his cheek like he knows the pain.
“my poor baby, at least we’re here now~ oh– you won’t believe who i ran into whilst we were coming here!” or maybe he will, it is a pretty small school…
“who’d ya see?” he muffles out in between his bites.
“your first years, they were so sweet!”
“really? what did they say?”
“oh y’know, that our baby was adorable, nobara was so sweet and said i was beautiful~ and they basically implied that their teacher is an unstable embarrassment…” you attempt to cough out the last part not at all subtly.
“they’re not wrong at all~ WAIT- WHAT?!” satoru splutters out when he realised what he heard, so hard that his spit reaches your face. your eyes shut when it lands, not even sure as to what to say whilst he apologises profusely and wipes it off.
“satoru gojo.” your eyes snap open — the use of his full name makes him gulp deeply. “you know you have infinity, right? i can feel you use it when we’re arguing but you didn’t think to use it now?”
“ahem– sorry, love…i just got a bit passionate… consider it a good thing though! you’re the only one who can catch the strongest off guard..?” satoru tries to reassure you and squeezes your waist.
“ugh, whatever you say.. and why you were so shocked about that? you’ve been texting me all day so there was definitely no way you had any time to teach them.”
“i multitasked, duh.” he responds sassily.
“really? why don’t we just ask your students?” you turn around to face the now flustered first years who had been peeking by the door. for how long, you weren’t sure, but satoru had spotted them from the start. it wasn’t particularly hard for you to notice them from their hushed talks over one another.
“just so you know mrs gojo, i had no part in this whatsoever..” megumi facepalms, feeling too embarrassed to look at you both.
“quit throwing us in the mud, fushiguro!” yuji shakes megumi’s shoulder from behind comically, “i-it’s really not what it looks like sensei! ma’am!” he comes forward and bows stiffly over and over again. megumi and nobara look like they want the ground to swallow them up whole. satoru, more amused by your new given title, huffs back yuji’s “ma’am” quietly to you.
you were about to speak up until the bowing started, which now left you at a complete loss for words. you turn back to satoru and silently give him a look to ask if this was a norm for them but he only shrugs cluelessly. your baby on the other hand finds the bowing hilarious and can’t stop giggling.
satoru finally speaks up and asks “alright alright, that’s enough itadori. does anyone care to explain why you’re all spying on us?”
“this was all kugisaki’s idea! fushiguro and i were forced to come along!” yuji accusingly points back at the highly offended redhead.
“that is NOT true!” she retorts, “this was a group decision– not to stalk you guys! but to see your wife and son..” her voice shyly falters which makes you smile at their awkwardness, even reminding of you and satoru as teens.
“it’s okay, i’m truly flattered that you wanted to see us again.” you smile softly at them, “how about this? i’ll take you guys up on the babysitting offer along with stopping by the school to visit at least weekly.” yuji and nobara nod excitedly while megumi grunts in agreement. “and if satoru ever gives you guys a headache like he did today then please don’t hesitate to tell me!”
“yes ma’am!” they reply in unison. it looks like the title was catching on, sadly.
“heyyyy!” satoru butts in “wifey! you’re supposed to be on my side!” he sulks as he rests his chin on your shoulder and shamelessly hugs your waist tighter, not even letting go once during the entirety of his students being there.
“ah, ah! don’t even, satoru. next time i hear of this i’m going straight to yaga.” you wave your index finger at him to show that you wouldn’t hear him out. satoru knew it was a horrible time to tell you how much he secretly enjoyed being disciplined like this by you.
“…fine.” he pouts. the first years played with your baby for a while longer before leaving to go and enjoy their extended lunch together.
“will you be home for dinner, toru?” you ask him sweetly as you decide to be romantic and feed him his chicken teriyaki. except he purses his lips and turns the other way like a baby offered broccoli.
“nope. wouldn’t wanna be a headache.” he repeats your words back sarcastically. oh well, time to make him feel bad.
“oh– i didn’t mean it like that..” you mumble awkwardly “m’sorry..”you frown and forcefully look away so to not laugh when you feel his whole body tense underneath. your son curiously looks up at your ‘sad’ expression before turning to satoru and glare at him like he was hurt personally.
“oh no– love i was just joking! i-i didn’t mean to actually sound rude!” he felt sick. one of the slightly rare occasions you were trying to be sweet with him and he decides to now act petty? “hey, don’t be sorry please..?” satoru desperately pleads as he tries to look into your eyes. you couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.
“what the– did you just prank me?” he asks, completely taken aback. you’re still laughing hard and can’t reply properly, only nodding in response. “hmph! whatever, i’ll let you get away with it since you’re cute~”
finally you compose yourself and reply “this is why they say happy wife, happy life. i feel like i personally felt your heart drop to your ass right now–” you can barely finish your sentence before you’re laughing manically at his reaction again.
“consider this my lesson learned, now can you feed me again? i can’t believe i seriously passed on that..” he widely opens his mouth to be fed and you comply. the rest of your lunch together is spent by taking turns in feeding each other and your cute son who adorably feeds you both in return.
𝓷otes: i’m making a series masterlist to write more of dad gojo, lmk if you would like to be included in the taglist or if you have any ideas for fics!
