finding out you're pregnant w/ jjk men
part 2 with gojo, yuji, geto, megumi, yuta (as requested)
mother's day season special! βΛβΏΛΒ° (kinda late but who cares)
a/n: it's been a minute yall but im back!!
content: jjk au, jjk x fem!reader, jjk men (toji, higuruma, sukuna, choso, nanami), fluff, slight angst(?), mentions of sex, pregnancy symptoms like morning sickness (throwing up),Β kissing, not proofread, idk what else..
you ignored your symptoms at first. the throwing up, the random mood swings, and the fact you haven't gotten your period in a week. the thought of you being pregnant just didn't sound real, but toji had a feeling it wasn't just sickness or your body experiencing normal changes.
so here he is, sitting on the edge of the bathtub while you wait impatiently for the pregnancy test (the one he had to convince you multiple times to buy) to show a result. "you alright?" he asks with a sigh, watching how your breaths and your heartbeat stay inconsistent. you look at him at the corner of your eye, wondering why he even asked when you're obviously panicking.
"shit, sorry.. i just don't know what else to say." he says, scratching his head as he looks at you. "what happens if i'm really pregnant?" you murmur, looking back into his unsure eyes. "then we'll take care of the kid. i won't let you work while you're pregnantβ i'll get another job. maybe even a third job."
his response makes you laugh a little. "you act like we're completely broke." you smile, slightly distracted.
"kids are expensive.." he retorts, not seeing what's funny. your conversation is cut short when your phone goes off, the 2 minute timer making your stomach drop. it's time to check the test.
toji gives you a nod and you get up, picking up the test with shaky hands. it takes you a second to really look at it. this just doesn't feel real. when you finally focus your eyes on the results, your stomach drops. it says you're pregnant.
your eyes immediately start dropping tears, and you can't even process the results properly. "toji.." you whisper shakily, holding up the test and pointing at it with your quivering finger. "i'mβ we're gonna have a baby.."
he stands up with a sigh and gently takes the test out your hand, keeping a somewhat calm expression on his face. he's not really calm at all, but he knows if he shows that you'll probably start crying even harder. "oh shit," he murmurs, looking at the test and looking back at the instructions on the box. "you really are pregnant.."
he puts the test down as you continue crying, not having a clue on how to calm you down or console you in this moment. he pulls you into a gentle hug, with his strong arms resting on your shoulders and your shaking arms around his waist. "relax, what are you doing all that crying for?" he asks quietly, sighing while you drench his shirt.
"i don't think we're ready.. i don't think i'm ready.." you sob, barely getting the words out.
"no one's ever really ready to have a baby. this is our first child. we'll figure it out.." he exhales, keeping one hand on your head.
his words calm you down a little bit, but you still won't stop crying. "the way you keep bawling makes me think you don't even wanna keep the kid.." he says, looking down at your covered face.
"i want it, but i'm just scared.." you reply, not understanding why he doesn't get that.
"that's okay," he rasps, still figuring out mid-sentence what to say to make you feel better. "i'm happy to have this kid with you, but i don't wanna see you cry like this anymore."
after a moment of him holding you, your tears finally stop. you don't let go of him though. "you feeling better now?" he asks, lifting your head and holding your cheek with his large hand.
"yeah." you whisper, looking in his concerned eyes.
"you know," he smirks, letting his mind wander a little bit. "even after all that fuckin' we did i still didn't expect this.."
you give him a slight glare. "you know your pull out game is weak."
he rubs his thumb on your cheek and leans down. "c'mon ma, don't act like you weren't always begging me to cum inside you.." he coos, getting all close just to tease you.
"what's wrong with you..?" you ask quietly, a little annoyed, but a part of you expected him to say something like that.
he answers with a kiss to your lips, soft and quick, like he wants you to beg for more. of course you kiss him back, pulling him in closer every time he backs away even in the slightest.
"what gender do you think the kid will be?" you ask, panting in between kisses.
"a boy." he answers, not even giving it a second thought.
"yeah?" you ask, finding the quickness of his answer amusing.
HIGURUMA. έβαͺ₯β. έ
higuruma was always very observant. although he's at work for majority of the day, he notices everything going on with you. he noticed when your period was late. he noticed when you'd get up in the middle of the night and throw up in the bathroom. he noticed when you'd wince while he tried to lie down on your chest after work.
whenever he'd ask about your symptoms, you told him you were fineβ that you probably just got a bad cold or stomach bug. maybe you were just experiencing regular hormonal changes. you stuck with that mindset up until you decided to take a pregnancy test while he was at work yesterday.
of course it came back positive, so you took even more tests just to make sure. you wanted to confirm you were pregnant before telling higuruma anything. all of them came back positive, so you were completely certain.
you had no idea how to properly reveal the news, since whenever he's home he's usually exhausted and you didn't want to blurt it out and potentially cause him any unnecessary stress. it may sound a little silly that you would stress him out (especially because you're the one carrying this baby), but you worry about his stress quite often.
you decided setting the right mood would be the perfect way to announce your pregnancy. you chose a romantic dinner just between the two of you, with his favorite food and dessert.
it's seven pm, 5 minutes before higuruma is supposed to come home. you set up the table with candles, dim the lights, put the food on the table nicely, and wait impatiently on the couch.
you told him in the morning you had a little surprise for him, so you know he's probably been a bit distracted at work.
he was definitely distracted, wondering all day about whatever you had planned for him. he decided to go to the store right after he left the law firm, just to get you some flowers because he wanted to give back for your highly anticipated surprise.
when you hear him opening the door, you get up from the couch and greet him, telling him to take off his jacket. "oh, you got me flowers?" you ask, taking them out his hands and giving him a surprised look.
"yeah, i wanted to return the favor." he replies, putting his jacket away and watching you with those tired eyes.
"you ready for your little surprise?" you ask quietly, tugging on his hand after placing the flowers down on the little coffee table.
he nods, and you lead him to the dining room. "what's all this?" he asks, a soft smile blooming on his face as he observes what you set up for him.
instead of responding with words, you sit down and signal for him to sit in front of you. he looks down to see what you made him, and his heart swells warmly in his chest.
"baby, you did all this for me.." he exhales, looking at you with a loving expression. he's just so grateful for you.
as you eat together, he can't help but notice that you're barely touching your food. you only took a couple bites, and each time it took you about a minute to chew and swallow. he finds it a little strange.
"you must be nervous about something." he points out, getting a bit worried by your attitude.
"i'm not," you respond quickly, knowing he's right. "just.. not that hungry.."
"are you sure? do you feel like you're gonna throw up again?" he asks, trying not to sound as worried as he is, but he's failing miserably.
"no, i don't.." you mutter, trying to end the conversation so you can carry out your plan correctly.
you take another small bite of your food and get up slowly, telling him you'll be right back with a present for him. he sits there anxiously while you go get a tiny bag filled with little presents, topped with tissue paper, and at the bottom, the positive pregnancy test in a ziploc bag.
as you come back and hand him the bag, his face lights up again. "you really didn't have to do all this.." he chuckles, pulling out his favorite treats and snacks.
you sit back in front of him while he takes out the second to last thing out the bag. he continues to thank you, and when he finally pulls out the pregnancy test, the room goes silent (besides the sound of your heart beating out of your chest).
as he looks at the test, his eyes go wide and he says your name under his breath. he looks at you with an expression you can't read. "hiromi, i'm pregnant.." you mutter, so nervous but so relieved you finally told him.
"baby," he mutters, getting up and walking towards you.
he lowers himself down so the back of his thighs are touching the back of his legs in front of your chair, wrapping his arms around your waist and snuggling the top of his head against your stomach. "why didn't you tell me sooner?" he asks quietly, talking with his lips brushing against your thigh.
"i just found out yesterday," you respond, running your fingers through his hair. "i wanted to tell you the best way i could.."
"you really didn't have to do all this." he repeats, placing gentle kisses on your inner thigh. "you could've just told me instead of stressing yourself out."
you let out a sigh. he's kind of right, you're in distress more than him about this. both of you stay like that for a moment, holding each other in a warm, silent embrace. whenever he holds you like this, it feels like everything else around you has disappeared.
he lifts himself up to his knees with his face to your chest as he keeps his eyes on your stomach. "i can't believe i'll be a father," he sighs, placing a warm hand on your stomach. "i'm glad you're pregnantβ with our baby, but i don't know what to say.."
"i'm so happy you're happy." you answer, continuing to gently scratch his head.
you lean down to kiss him, and small sighs escape his mouth as he lifts his head and kisses you back. he kisses you softly but passionately, showing you there was no need for you to worry. he's going to take care of you and this baby, no matter how exhausted he may be from work.
he rises from the floor and pulls you up with him, turning your back to the table as he continues to kiss you. the kiss gets a bit rougher, making you moan in his mouth. "hiromi," you gasp, breaking the kiss and looking in his low eyes.
"sorry, i got a bit carried away." he mumbles, rubbing your bottom lip with his thumb.
"this is how we got here in the first place.." you breathe, wrapping your arms around his neck as he holds your hip firmly.
he chuckles and leans down to kiss you again, moving his hand from your hip to your ass and holding it. if he continues to touch you like that all the time, he's probably going to get you pregnant right after this first one.
sukuna is just too adamant when he has a strong feeling about something. that's why he's been bothering you about your pregnancy symptoms since the very day they started. a week passed, and he still wouldn't leave it alone.
you just walked out of the bathroom after throwing up for the second time today. sukuna would've helped you out, but you're currently mad at him because of his unwavering comments about your "sickness." you told him to leave you alone until your unusual anger at him went away.
you mope to the bedroom to lie down and rest, when the mere sight of sukuna on the bed irritates you for some odd reason. you know he heard you vomiting, so he's probably going to ask about it. at least that's what you think.
"you're not pregnant, are you?" he ponders, analyzing how you lie down on the bed beside him with an expression he finds intriguingβ an expression that seems almost beyond exhausted.
his words sound so dumb to you right now. "what are you talking about this time?" you sigh, placing a palm on your forehead as your stomach grumbles.
"stop bein' such a damn brat," he grunts, giving you an exasperated look. "there's no way you're just sick. i'm getting you a pregnancy test."
with that, he immediately stands up from the bed and puts on his jacket. you don't even have the energy to deny the fact that you probably are pregnant. you just want to feel better. "wait, kuna.. can you get me some applesauce while you're out? i can't keep a single thing down and i'm so hungry.." you murmur, your tone of voice slightly softening from earlier.
he chuckles lowly, amused by your sudden change in mood. you were just mad at him but now you're talking all soft. he thinks your attitude has to be another symptom. "fine," he exhales, leaving the house soon after.
you wait there for about 20 minutes, squirming around while your stomach continues to growl. you're so tired, yet you can't fall asleep. you're growing nervous thinking about taking the pregnancy test, you almost get nauseous again.
when sukuna comes back home, he puts the applesauce in the fridge and comes to the bedroom with the pregnancy test. "do you want me to go in the bathroom with you?" he asks, handing you the test with an unreadable expression on his face.
"you can stand outside." you mutter, getting off the bed and walking to the bathroom. he listens to what you said and stands against the wall connected to the bathroom door while you take the test. his mind is almost blank the whole time you're in there. the only thing he can think of is a potential child to raise.
it doesn't even take 5 minutes for the results toΒ show up. you look at the stick once, then twice, and you let out a small gasp. the test is positive. your eyes begin to water, and you try to take deep breaths to calm down. this feels like a dream, but you know it's very real.
after a moment of frequent deep breaths, you open the door with the test in the other sweaty hand. as soon sukuna sees the look on your face, his heart rate slightly shifts. "sukuna.., i'mβ i'm pregnant.." you stammer, not being able to talk properly while you desperately try to hold back tears.
"give me that," he says, snatching the test out your shaking hand. he looks at the little plus sign on the test and then back at you. he loosens up a bit. "so i was right this whole time, huh?"
you can't hold back the tears anymore. they fall down quickly, heating up your face. "damn it, don't cry." he huffs, watching your face get wet with tears. he hates when you cryβ it either stresses him out or strangely turns him on. either way, he doesn't want to feel any of those things in this moment.
despite his pleas, you keep crying, getting louder and shakier. "what's the problem?" he sighs, wrapping his arms around you while you sob and shudder against him.
you don't even respond to his question yet. you just keep crying and crying until you calm down. as you finally reach the end of your tears, you start to speak coherently again.
"i feel bad for getting mad at you when you were right.. and i'm worried if we're not ready for this." you admit, moving your head so you can look in his eyes.
"that's all?" he asks, rubbing your back slowly. you give him a shrug, and he continues talking with a small smirk on his face. "well, it's fine. we'll be okay.. no need to do all this crying."
the mood has shifted. everything is much more peaceful. "i've gotten so damn soft." he mutters, thinking at the situation he's in. he never would've thought he'd bring a child in this world, let alone with a woman he loves like this.
you giggle hearing him because he's right. the first time you met him you wouldn't have thought he'd end up like this either, but here you are. pregnant with his child, in his arms, and in his house. you must be very special.
it's 4 am and you're in choso's embrace, clinging to him in the bed because you're experiencing slight morning sickness. he's barely awake, but he can tell something is wrong with you.
"baby," he rasps, barely opening his eyes to see you. "you alright? you had a bad dream?" he asks, a bit of worry in his voice.
"no, i'm just not feeling well again.." you reply, a slight edge of fear in your voice. you just want to feel better.
he sighs and rubs the small of your back, trying to soothe your discomfort. it doesn't work very well though, because soon after you end up speed-walking to the bathroom so you don't puke all over choso and the bed.
he follows after you slowly, making sure you're okay. he pats and rubs your back as you empty your stomach, making a concerned face when tears fall from your eyes. "i know baby, i know.. i'm sorry you've been so unwell." he murmurs, letting go of you and getting a napkin to wipe your mouth.
when he comes back, you can't help but start to tear up again. "what's wrong with me?" you ask him, not really expecting an answer, but he responds anyway.
"we should get some medicine or something.." he suggests, thinking that's the only way you'll feel better. it takes a second, but suddenly, it dawns on you. what if this isn't just sickness?
"choso, what ifβ what if i'm pregnant?" you ponder, hoping your idea is right because you know how he feels about having kids, especially since he's such a family man.
choso goes silent for about 20 seconds. "maybe you are," he concludes, trying to push down the sudden swelling of his heart just in case you're not actually pregnant. "let's go get a test. the pharmacy is open 24 hours."
you two get dressed and go to the pharmacy, walking in with your hands tangled together. choso tries his best to find the perfect one for you, preferably one that gives results quickly. it's already past 4:30 am, and he doesn't want you to end up all tired in the morning.
he picks up about three tests, each one from different brands just to confirm your results. he barely even gave you a chance at picking anything up, he was practically picking everything up in the aisle with lightning speed.
as he pays for all the tests and gets back in the car with you, you can tell he must be super anxious about this. you're definitely anxious too, you're the one who will be potentially giving birth, but you're almost more anxious about his response if you're not actually pregnant. you feel like that'll break his heart.
while you go to the bathroom to take the tests, he sits there and watches every movement you make, trying to be certain you're doing everything correctly. the first test says positive, the second says positive, and the third one says positive as well.
both you and choso are shaking looking at the results, but you're shaking even more. choso whispers your name as he processes everything, taken aback. "you're really going to have my baby.." he acknowledges, tears slightly blurring his vision.
you immediately hug him in response, sighing against his skin. "i can't believe this," you murmur, a slight crack in your voice. he squeezes his eyes shut as he hugs you back, and tears just barely coat on the skin around his eyes.
"can't believe this either," he exhales, squeezing you so tight he might hurt the baby at this point. "i love you so much.. thank you.."
"i love you too," you reply, not exactly sure why he's thanking you. he holds you for what feels like hours until he brings you back to the bed. it's kind of bright outside now, but that doesn't really matter to you in this moment.
now that both you and choso are aware of your pregnancy, it feels as though you two have gotten even closer than before. you can only imagine how close you'll be by the time you give birth.
you've been experiencing morning sickness this whole day, but of course nanami's at work and you're at home all by yourself. that's definitely not his fault, because someone has to pay the bills and you're currently not working.
your symptoms have been persistent for a few days, but you decided they would either go away, or you could handle them today, so here you are, calling nanami's phone 30 minutes before he leaves for work.
you don't ring his phone for long, because he answers within about 10 seconds. "hello? you alright?" he asks, wondering why you called him at this time. he finds it out of the ordinary.
"hi, kento.. i just wanted to know if you could buy something for me after work.." you answer, walking in circles with the phone against your ear.
"i can, what is it?" he says, willing to get whatever you need, but he still wants to know what it is.
"..a pregnancy test." you respond quietly, loud enough so that he can hear you but quiet enough so nobody at his job can potentially hear you at all.
he pauses for about 15 seconds, giving himself some time to think. "a pregnancy test.." he says quietly, like he's repeating the words to himself. "um, yeah. i'll be right there. bye, i love you."
you barely get to say you love him too before he ends the call, so it worries you. little do you know, he's actually just trying to convince his boss there's a family emergency and rush back home so he can see you.
he gets home around 20 minutes after the phone call, with the pregnancy test and some other items that may help with your morning sickness. as he greets you, he notices that worried look on your face.
"don't be scared, alright? just go to the bathroom and take the test. i'll be right there with you." he reassures, rubbing your arm and then putting the rest of the items he brought away while you take the test.
he rushes right to the bathroom as soon as he's finished, opening the door to see you waiting impatiently for the test to show results. he rubs your arm again, trying to provide a state of equanimity in the tensioned atmosphere.
the results finally show positive, and you begin to take deep breaths in order to calm yourself down. this is just too much. nanami doesn't even budge. he just has a small smile on his face, like he knew this whole time.
"kento, why aren't you showing barely any emotion..?" you wonder, looking up at his simple expression.
"i just.. kind of had a feeling. there was a shift in your body language over this week." he replies, seeming a bit too emotionless for this situation.
he wraps his arms around your waist and places a kiss on your forehead. "we'll get through this, i know you're scared, but we'll be okay. you'll be okay." he whispers, comforting you in the best way he can.
his words soothe your anxiety, and you can just tell how dedicated he is to taking care of you and this baby. it doesn't matter if he'll have to rush out of work again. he'll do anything to make sure you're okay.
lmk if yall want me to add more characters to this!! it was kinda rushed so i was only able to do a few..
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