Hi! Could you maybe do a suguru x pregnant reader BTW I ABSOLUTLEY LOVE YOUR SUGURU FICS LIKE I LIVE FOR THEM🩷
thank you so much for the support i absolutely love writing these kind of Geto fics so i hope you enjoy 🫶🏼
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the sun was shining really brightly through the big windows of the traditional tatami room and everything felt so warm and peaceful. you were sitting on a bunch of soft pillows on the floor, holding a cup of warm tea that suguru had made for you exactly how you liked it.
you looked down at your huge belly, which was round like a watermelon under your soft cotton robe. you were already eight months pregnant and honestly it was kind of a miracle because it didn't even hurt that much. you heard stories about girls throwing up every morning and having terrible backaches but you just felt a little heavy and very sleepy. you were so incredibly thankful for that.
suddenly the door slid open and suguru walked in wearing his loose casual yukata with his long black hair tied up in a messy bun with a few strands falling into his face.
he was carrying a big wooden tray that had a huge bowl of steaming chicken and vegetable soup, a bowl of fluffy white rice, and a small plate with three perfectly round strawberry daifuku mochi that he had literally made from scratch just for you because you had been crying about wanting sweets an hour ago.
"you aren't trying to stand up, are you, my love?" suguru said, his voice incredibly deep but so soft and gentle, like a warm blanket. he put the tray down carefully on the low table and immediately knelt right next to you, looking at you with so much love in his narrow purple eyes.
"no, suguru, i'm just sitting here," you laughed softly, leaning your head against his shoulder.
"good. because i told you that you are not allowed to lift a single finger," he said very seriously, but he was smiling. he picked up the spoon and scooped some soup, blowing on it gently before holding it up to your lips. "here, eat. you need all your nutrients. three healthy meals a day, just like the doctor said. and after you finish the healthy food, you can have all the mochi you want. i made them extra sweet just for you."
you ate the soup from his hand, feeling so incredibly spoiled. it was honestly kind of crazy how much he did for you.
outside of this beautiful estate, suguru was the supreme leader of a massive cult. he was a special grade sorcerer who literally commanded thousands of terrifying curses, and he spent his days dealing with rich non-sorcerers and planning a revolution.
he had done dark things and killed people to create a better world, but the second he stepped through the doors of your home, all of that dangerous energy just completely vanished. to the world, he was a threat , but to you, he was just a husband who washed the dishes, swept the floors, and baked pastries at two in the morning.
just as you were setting your empty bowl down, suguru suddenly froze.
“…wait.”
you blinked at him. “what?”
his eyes narrowed slightly as if he had just remembered something extremely important.
“you were craving vanilla cake again this morning.”
you immediately looked away.
suguru stared.
slowly.
suspiciously.
“you were.”
“maybe a little,” you admitted.
“a little?” he repeated. “pretty girl, you were nearly in tears because you saw a picture of a cake in a magazine.”
your face burned with embarrassment.“in my defense,” you mumbled, rubbing your belly, “it looked really good.”
suguru pressed his lips together, trying very hard not to laugh.then he stood up.
“where are you going?” you asked.
“to fix this tragedy.”
“suguru—”
but he was already sliding the door open.
“stay right there.”
twenty minutes later the entire house smelled like warm vanilla.
you could hear cabinets opening and closing in the kitchen, the sound of a whisk hitting a bowl, and occasionally suguru muttering to himself under his breath whenever something wasn’t cooperating.
when he finally returned, he was carrying a beautiful round vanilla cake covered in fluffy butter cream frosting topped with those round rainbow confetti sprinkles you love.
he set the cake down on the table and cut a generous slice before placing it carefully in front of you.
the moment you took the first bite your eyes widened.
it was perfect.
light, sweet, soft, and warm.
you nearly cried.
again.
“it’s so good.”
suguru chuckled and pressed a kiss to your temple. “i’m glad sweetheart.”
watching you happily eat the cake seemed to make him happier than anything else.
when you finished the slice, he immediately cut another one.
“sugu.”
“yes?”
“i cannot eat this entire cake.”
“you absolutely can.”
you laughed so hard you almost choked.
and for the next several minutes, the two of you sat together in the warm sunlight, sharing slices of vanilla cake while the wind chimes outside sang softly in the breeze.
only after he was completely satisfied that both you and the baby had been properly fed did he finally move closer and rest his head against your lap, one large hand settling lovingly over your round belly.
his eyes closed and the sweetest smile spread across his face as he pressed a soft kiss right against the fabric over your stomach.
"hello in there, my little princess," suguru murmured against your belly, his voice vibrating against your skin. "daddy loves you so much. you're being so good to your mommy today, aren't you? thank you for not kicking her too hard. daddy is making a beautiful, safe world for you to grow up in."
you smiled down at him, running your fingers through the soft black hairs that had fallen out of his bun. "i really hope she has your hair, suguru. it's so pretty and soft."
suguru let out a loud, beautiful laugh, his shoulders shaking against your legs.
he looked up at you with a funny, amused expression. "poor girl. my genes will give her a terrible time, love. do you know how long it takes to wash and brush this hair? it's a nightmare. but it is okay. if she inherits my hair, daddy will help her brush it every single day. daddy will protect you from everything, princess. especially from those disgusting, filthy monkeys out there."
you immediately reached down and swatted his arm playfully, laughing hard at how dramatic he was being. "suguru! stop saying that around the baby! she's going to learn bad words before she's even born!"
"it's not a bad word, it's just the truth they’re disgusting monkeys with no hygiene," he chuckled, kissing your belly again to make up for it. "dada will make a world where they can never, ever hurt you. a world just for sorcerers, where my little girl can walk down the street without seeing anything ugly."
"she is going to be so incredibly spoiled, huh?" you teased, looking at how obsessed he already was with her. "you're going to give her absolutely everything she asks for."
suguru sat up then, his face very earnest but his eyes sparkling with pure happiness. "as long as she has good manners, she is allowed to be as spoiled as she wants. i will buy her every dress, every toy, and every sweet she desires. and she already has two older sisters who are going to spoil her completely rotten too. mimiko and nanako are already arguing about who gets to hold her first and what bows they should put in her hair. i love being a girl dad. there is nothing better in the entire world."
it was true. mimiko and nanako, the twin teenage girls suguru had rescued years ago, were so excited to be big sisters. suguru loved them so much, and seeing how amazing he was with them made you realize he was built to be a father.
suguru wrapped his long arms around your waist, pulling you close into a warm, tight hug, being very careful not to squish your belly. he rested his chin on your shoulder, listening to the quiet sounds of the wind chimes outside.
"she's going to have a wonderful life," you whispered softly, cuddling into his neck.
"she is," suguru agreed, his voice dropping into a very serious, deeply emotional tone. "we were talking about names earlier, and it made me think... she will never have to experience what we did. she will never be viewed as a weapon the way jujutsu high viewed us. they only care about how strong a child is and how useful they can be to the higher-ups. they extract everything from children until there is nothing left."
he pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his hands holding your face so gently, like you were made of glass. "i will never let them look at her. she will have a completely normal, beautiful childhood. she will never be used to protect those monkeys, she will just be our daughter. a happy, normal little girl who plays in the garden and eats daddy's sweets."
"you're a good man, suguru," you said, your eyes watering a little bit because of your pregnancy hormones. "to us, you are the gentlest person alive."
"only for you," he whispered, wiping a stray tear from your cheek with his thumb before leaning in to press a sweet, lingering kiss to your lips. "now, let's get you that strawberry mochi before our princess starts getting hungry again."
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