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[gojoest]

first kiss of the day — gojo satoru

part of papatoru days

your husband and your daughter childishly argue over your head on who should be the first to kiss you wake up

f!reader (she/her), girl dad!satoru, you are referred to as mama

a/n: hi guys, long time no papatoru days! this drabble is lowkey a reworked version of a short blurb i shared a while ago :D i just couldn’t resist including it here bc it’s super cute (TO ME) anyway! hope you enjoy mwah < 3

there’s no doubt that satoru is the one who gets the least sleep in your family, courtesy of the nature of his job. but even when he’s running on just three hours of rest (if that even counts as rest), he never uses his days off to catch up — instead, he lets you sleep in while he wrangles your daughter.

of course, “letting you sleep in” is also the perfect excuse for satoru to surprise you with breakfast in bed — something he’s done for you since long before your little one was born. the only difference now is that he has an accomplice in the kitchen and a rival he has to share your cheeks with.

so this morning, on his day off, is no different.

you’re already awake, of course — you heard the distant clatter coming from the kitchen and immediately knew what they were up to. part of you hoped they hadn’t made too much of their usual mess… last time, pancake mix ended up all over the floor and, somehow, you were the one scrubbing it at the end of the day. but still, now was not the time to worry or spoil their fun, not when they were already at your bedside, their whispers growing louder as they argued over who gets to kiss you awake first.

“papa should be the one — it’s only fair, after all, since mama belongs to papa”, satoru whispers, trying to make his point with all the logic of a child himself.

“you kiss mama all the time”, your little one pouts. “it should be me, at least this once— hmph!”

“look, kiddo”, he furrows his brows like he’s genuinely taking this very seriously. “you can’t steal mama’s first kiss of the day — that’s papa’s job!”

“i’m sure you already kissed her”, she argues, shooting him a sideways glance, and then adds with a smirk — “so that wouldn’t be her first kiss of the day”

…which is true. satoru had already kissed you earlier — on the shoulder first, and then in your hair — just before slipping out of bed.

“hey! that doesn’t count! she was still sleeping”, he protests.

“and she’s still sleeping right now”, your daughter points out smugly. “you can kiss her again once she wakes up”

“but you see, the intention of the kiss is different”, he insists. “this one’s supposed to wake her up. it’s the most important kiss of the day — i can’t let you steal that from me”

“papa, you can’t keep mama all to yourself, that’s pretty selfish”, she says, crossing her arms.

“can’t help it”, satoru sighs, resting his cheek in his hand as he gazes down at you. “papa just loves mama too much”

“but i love mama too”, your little one adds with just as much softness in her little voice.

they both pout, neither willing to back down.

by this point, you’re having serious trouble holding back your laughter — they’re just too adorable right now — but somehow, you manage to keep still.

after a while of intense negotiations, they finally reach an agreement.

“alright, let’s just kiss her at the same time then — you take this cheek, and i’ll take the other”, satoru suggests while pointing at your face, and your little one nods. “fine, let’s share mama!”

“okay, here we go! three… two… one—”

peck — one, and two, and three, and then another, and another, and another — until you finally open your eyes, still pretending to be groggy, only to grab them both and squish their faces against your cheeks, and it ends, as always, in a pile of giggles and cuddles with you sandwiched tightly between them.

you can’t believe they never get tired of this, adorably fighting over you every single time. but, you never tire of it either. so who are you to judge, right?

“alright”, you laugh, “let’s see how the pancakes turned out this time. who’s feeding me the first bite, hm?” — and the second those words leave your mouth, they’re already glaring at each other. yes, you knew exactly what you were doing — setting off round two.

and this time, you’re going to sit back and enjoy the show with eyes open.

extra:

…but as much as you love them, the scolding is inevitable once you witness the chaos they left behind in the kitchen. again.

“mama can be very scary, huh…” satoru mutters as he scrubs the dishes at the sink.

your daughter nods solemnly while drying a plate with a towel. “i really thought she’d let it slide this time…”, and then she adds with a huff — “i told you, papa! we should’ve cleaned up first and then wake her”

“nah, it would’ve taken too long”, satoru shrugs. “look at this mess — by the time we finished, mama would’ve already been up. surprise ruined”

“but aren’t you fast, papa?” she asks. “i heard mama say you finish too fast”

satoru chokes — he did not see that one coming.

“that’s… that’s your mother’s fault”, he mutters, clearly flustered and caught off guard.

“her fault?” she tilts her head, blinking curiously.

“yeah, you know…” he clears his throat. “she scolds me and i get the job done. sometimes, real fast…”

because mama is very pretty when she’s angry — he wants to add, but figures it’s best and safest to keep it vague and let her stay blissfully unaware of the real meaning behind that out-of-context line before she starts asking more questions that will get him in serious trouble.

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miss ai, what is your fav top 3 foods? :0

this is a tough question for me always bc i love eating and i love food it’s so hard to pick TT—TT but i’d say

1) fish and seafood (sry it’s so unspecific but grilled sea bream + tuna steak when it comes to fish are my absolute faves) like i can literally eat just that for the rest of my life and be more than happy hahah

2) sarma — esp the ones grandma makes

3) börek (preferably with cheese, feta) — nothing beats my mom’s!

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imagine if satoru gets duplicated and it's all ten of them with a freaky grin and irresistible baby blue eyes

like in chapter 231 …. rip to my fragile heart tbh …. but it also means all 10 of them being obnoxiously jealous like the man can’t even share you with himself. you’re obviously getting ideas (gang *cough* bang) and all 10 of him glare at you like “don’t even think about it, you’re ONLY mine” in unison

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wearing his colors 🤍🩵💙🤍🩵💙🤍

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love when sylus chooses to wear his towel outfit himself but why the sunglasses 😭

[gojoest]

first kiss of the day — gojo satoru

part of papatoru days

your husband and your daughter childishly argue over your head on who should be the first to kiss you wake up

f!reader (she/her), girl dad!satoru, you are referred to as mama

a/n: hi guys, long time no papatoru days! this drabble is lowkey a reworked version of a short blurb i shared a while ago :D i just couldn’t resist including it here bc it’s super cute (TO ME) anyway! hope you enjoy mwah < 3

there’s no doubt that satoru is the one who gets the least sleep in your family, courtesy of the nature of his job. but even when he’s running on just three hours of rest (if that even counts as rest), he never uses his days off to catch up — instead, he lets you sleep in while he wrangles your daughter.

of course, “letting you sleep in” is also the perfect excuse for satoru to surprise you with breakfast in bed — something he’s done for you since long before your little one was born. the only difference now is that he has an accomplice in the kitchen and a rival he has to share your cheeks with.

so this morning, on his day off, is no different.

you’re already awake, of course — you heard the distant clatter coming from the kitchen and immediately knew what they were up to. part of you hoped they hadn’t made too much of their usual mess… last time, pancake mix ended up all over the floor and, somehow, you were the one scrubbing it at the end of the day. but still, now was not the time to worry or spoil their fun, not when they were already at your bedside, their whispers growing louder as they argued over who gets to kiss you awake first.

“papa should be the one — it’s only fair, after all, since mama belongs to papa”, satoru whispers, trying to make his point with all the logic of a child himself.

“you kiss mama all the time”, your little one pouts. “it should be me, at least this once— hmph!”

“look, kiddo”, he furrows his brows like he’s genuinely taking this very seriously. “you can’t steal mama’s first kiss of the day — that’s papa’s job!”

“i’m sure you already kissed her”, she argues, shooting him a sideways glance, and then adds with a smirk — “so that wouldn’t be her first kiss of the day”

…which is true. satoru had already kissed you earlier — on the shoulder first, and then in your hair — just before slipping out of bed.

“hey! that doesn’t count! she was still sleeping”, he protests.

“and she’s still sleeping right now”, your daughter points out smugly. “you can kiss her again once she wakes up”

“but you see, the intention of the kiss is different”, he insists. “this one’s supposed to wake her up. it’s the most important kiss of the day — i can’t let you steal that from me”

“papa, you can’t keep mama all to yourself, that’s pretty selfish”, she says, crossing her arms.

“can’t help it”, satoru sighs, resting his cheek in his hand as he gazes down at you. “papa just loves mama too much”

“but i love mama too”, your little one adds with just as much softness in her little voice.

they both pout, neither willing to back down.

by this point, you’re having serious trouble holding back your laughter — they’re just too adorable right now — but somehow, you manage to keep still.

after a while of intense negotiations, they finally reach an agreement.

“alright, let’s just kiss her at the same time then — you take this cheek, and i’ll take the other”, satoru suggests while pointing at your face, and your little one nods. “fine, let’s share mama!”

“okay, here we go! three… two… one—”

peck — one, and two, and three, and then another, and another, and another — until you finally open your eyes, still pretending to be groggy, only to grab them both and squish their faces against your cheeks, and it ends, as always, in a pile of giggles and cuddles with you sandwiched tightly between them.

you can’t believe they never get tired of this, adorably fighting over you every single time. but, you never tire of it either. so who are you to judge, right?

“alright”, you laugh, “let’s see how the pancakes turned out this time. who’s feeding me the first bite, hm?” — and the second those words leave your mouth, they’re already glaring at each other. yes, you knew exactly what you were doing — setting off round two.

and this time, you’re going to sit back and enjoy the show with eyes open.

extra:

…but as much as you love them, the scolding is inevitable once you witness the chaos they left behind in the kitchen. again.

“mama can be very scary, huh…” satoru mutters as he scrubs the dishes at the sink.

your daughter nods solemnly while drying a plate with a towel. “i really thought she’d let it slide this time…”, and then she adds with a huff — “i told you, papa! we should’ve cleaned up first and then wake her”

“nah, it would’ve taken too long”, satoru shrugs. “look at this mess — by the time we finished, mama would’ve already been up. surprise ruined”

“but aren’t you fast, papa?” she asks. “i heard mama say you finish too fast”

satoru chokes — he did not see that one coming.

“that’s… that’s your mother’s fault”, he mutters, clearly flustered and caught off guard.

“her fault?” she tilts her head, blinking curiously.

“yeah, you know…” he clears his throat. “she scolds me and i get the job done. sometimes, real fast…”

because mama is very pretty when she’s angry — he wants to add, but figures it’s best and safest to keep it vague and let her stay blissfully unaware of the real meaning behind that out-of-context line before she starts asking more questions that will get him in serious trouble.

[gojoest]

first kiss of the day — gojo satoru

part of papatoru days

your husband and your daughter childishly argue over your head on who should be the first to kiss you wake up

f!reader (she/her), girl dad!satoru, you are referred to as mama

a/n: hi guys, long time no papatoru days! this drabble is lowkey a reworked version of a short blurb i shared a while ago :D i just couldn’t resist including it here bc it’s super cute (TO ME) anyway! hope you enjoy mwah < 3

there’s no doubt that satoru is the one who gets the least sleep in your family, courtesy of the nature of his job. but even when he’s running on just three hours of rest (if that even counts as rest), he never uses his days off to catch up — instead, he lets you sleep in while he wrangles your daughter.

of course, “letting you sleep in” is also the perfect excuse for satoru to surprise you with breakfast in bed — something he’s done for you since long before your little one was born. the only difference now is that he has an accomplice in the kitchen and a rival he has to share your cheeks with.

so this morning, on his day off, is no different.

you’re already awake, of course — you heard the distant clatter coming from the kitchen and immediately knew what they were up to. part of you hoped they hadn’t made too much of their usual mess… last time, pancake mix ended up all over the floor and, somehow, you were the one scrubbing it at the end of the day. but still, now was not the time to worry or spoil their fun, not when they were already at your bedside, their whispers growing louder as they argued over who gets to kiss you awake first.

“papa should be the one — it’s only fair, after all, since mama belongs to papa”, satoru whispers, trying to make his point with all the logic of a child himself.

“you kiss mama all the time”, your little one pouts. “it should be me, at least this once— hmph!”

“look, kiddo”, he furrows his brows like he’s genuinely taking this very seriously. “you can’t steal mama’s first kiss of the day — that’s papa’s job!”

“i’m sure you already kissed her”, she argues, shooting him a sideways glance, and then adds with a smirk — “so that wouldn’t be her first kiss of the day”

…which is true. satoru had already kissed you earlier — on the shoulder first, and then in your hair — just before slipping out of bed.

“hey! that doesn’t count! she was still sleeping”, he protests.

“and she’s still sleeping right now”, your daughter points out smugly. “you can kiss her again once she wakes up”

“but you see, the intention of the kiss is different”, he insists. “this one’s supposed to wake her up. it’s the most important kiss of the day — i can’t let you steal that from me”

“papa, you can’t keep mama all to yourself, that’s pretty selfish”, she says, crossing her arms.

“can’t help it”, satoru sighs, resting his cheek in his hand as he gazes down at you. “papa just loves mama too much”

“but i love mama too”, your little one adds with just as much softness in her little voice.

they both pout, neither willing to back down.

by this point, you’re having serious trouble holding back your laughter — they’re just too adorable right now — but somehow, you manage to keep still.

after a while of intense negotiations, they finally reach an agreement.

“alright, let’s just kiss her at the same time then — you take this cheek, and i’ll take the other”, satoru suggests while pointing at your face, and your little one nods. “fine, let’s share mama!”

“okay, here we go! three… two… one—”

peck — one, and two, and three, and then another, and another, and another — until you finally open your eyes, still pretending to be groggy, only to grab them both and squish their faces against your cheeks, and it ends, as always, in a pile of giggles and cuddles with you sandwiched tightly between them.

you can’t believe they never get tired of this, adorably fighting over you every single time. but, you never tire of it either. so who are you to judge, right?

“alright”, you laugh, “let’s see how the pancakes turned out this time. who’s feeding me the first bite, hm?” — and the second those words leave your mouth, they’re already glaring at each other. yes, you knew exactly what you were doing — setting off round two.

and this time, you’re going to sit back and enjoy the show with eyes open.

extra:

…but as much as you love them, the scolding is inevitable once you witness the chaos they left behind in the kitchen. again.

“mama can be very scary, huh…” satoru mutters as he scrubs the dishes at the sink.

your daughter nods solemnly while drying a plate with a towel. “i really thought she’d let it slide this time…”, and then she adds with a huff — “i told you, papa! we should’ve cleaned up first and then wake her”

“nah, it would’ve taken too long”, satoru shrugs. “look at this mess — by the time we finished, mama would’ve already been up. surprise ruined”

“but aren’t you fast, papa?” she asks. “i heard mama say you finish too fast”

satoru chokes — he did not see that one coming.

“that’s… that’s your mother’s fault”, he mutters, clearly flustered and caught off guard.

“her fault?” she tilts her head, blinking curiously.

“yeah, you know…” he clears his throat. “she scolds me and i get the job done. sometimes, real fast…���

because mama is very pretty when she’s angry — he wants to add, but figures it’s best and safest to keep it vague and let her stay blissfully unaware of the real meaning behind that out-of-context line before she starts asking more questions that will get him in serious trouble.

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people see satoru buying flowers on his way home (to you) and they immediately go “yeah, he’s totally whipped” — it’s just all too obvious. but not because he’s buying flowers to begin with, rather because he smiles so softly and almost absentmindedly at the bouquet in his hands while clearly thinking of the person he’s about to give them to (you). like, even to strangers just passing by that little moment is so tender and endearing, it’s love in its purest and most unspoken form 🥹

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first kiss of the day — gojo satoru

part of papatoru days

your husband and your daughter childishly argue over your head on who should be the first to kiss you wake up

f!reader (she/her), girl dad!satoru, you are referred to as mama

a/n: hi guys, long time no papatoru days! this drabble is lowkey a reworked version of a short blurb i shared a while ago :D i just couldn’t resist including it here bc it’s super cute (TO ME) anyway! hope you enjoy mwah < 3

there’s no doubt that satoru is the one who gets the least sleep in your family, courtesy of the nature of his job. but even when he’s running on just three hours of rest (if that even counts as rest), he never uses his days off to catch up — instead, he lets you sleep in while he wrangles your daughter.

of course, “letting you sleep in” is also the perfect excuse for satoru to surprise you with breakfast in bed — something he’s done for you since long before your little one was born. the only difference now is that he has an accomplice in the kitchen and a rival he has to share your cheeks with.

so this morning, on his day off, is no different.

you’re already awake, of course — you heard the distant clatter coming from the kitchen and immediately knew what they were up to. part of you hoped they hadn’t made too much of their usual mess… last time, pancake mix ended up all over the floor and, somehow, you were the one scrubbing it at the end of the day. but still, now was not the time to worry or spoil their fun, not when they were already at your bedside, their whispers growing louder as they argued over who gets to kiss you awake first.

“papa should be the one — it’s only fair, after all, since mama belongs to papa”, satoru whispers, trying to make his point with all the logic of a child himself.

“you kiss mama all the time”, your little one pouts. “it should be me, at least this once— hmph!”

“look, kiddo”, he furrows his brows like he’s genuinely taking this very seriously. “you can’t steal mama’s first kiss of the day — that’s papa’s job!”

“i’m sure you already kissed her”, she argues, shooting him a sideways glance, and then adds with a smirk — “so that wouldn’t be her first kiss of the day”

…which is true. satoru had already kissed you earlier — on the shoulder first, and then in your hair — just before slipping out of bed.

“hey! that doesn’t count! she was still sleeping”, he protests.

“and she’s still sleeping right now”, your daughter points out smugly. “you can kiss her again once she wakes up”

“but you see, the intention of the kiss is different”, he insists. “this one’s supposed to wake her up. it’s the most important kiss of the day — i can’t let you steal that from me”

“papa, you can’t keep mama all to yourself, that’s pretty selfish”, she says, crossing her arms.

“can’t help it”, satoru sighs, resting his cheek in his hand as he gazes down at you. “papa just loves mama too much”

“but i love mama too”, your little one adds with just as much softness in her little voice.

they both pout, neither willing to back down.

by this point, you’re having serious trouble holding back your laughter — they’re just too adorable right now — but somehow, you manage to keep still.

after a while of intense negotiations, they finally reach an agreement.

“alright, let’s just kiss her at the same time then — you take this cheek, and i’ll take the other”, satoru suggests while pointing at your face, and your little one nods. “fine, let’s share mama!”

“okay, here we go! three… two… one—”

peck — one, and two, and three, and then another, and another, and another — until you finally open your eyes, still pretending to be groggy, only to grab them both and squish their faces against your cheeks, and it ends, as always, in a pile of giggles and cuddles with you sandwiched tightly between them.

you can’t believe they never get tired of this, adorably fighting over you every single time. but, you never tire of it either. so who are you to judge, right?

“alright”, you laugh, “let’s see how the pancakes turned out this time. who’s feeding me the first bite, hm?” — and the second those words leave your mouth, they’re already glaring at each other. yes, you knew exactly what you were doing — setting off round two.

and this time, you’re going to sit back and enjoy the show with eyes open.

extra:

…but as much as you love them, the scolding is inevitable once you witness the chaos they left behind in the kitchen. again.

“mama can be very scary, huh…” satoru mutters as he scrubs the dishes at the sink.

your daughter nods solemnly while drying a plate with a towel. “i really thought she’d let it slide this time…”, and then she adds with a huff — “i told you, papa! we should’ve cleaned up first and then wake her”

“nah, it would’ve taken too long”, satoru shrugs. “look at this mess — by the time we finished, mama would’ve already been up. surprise ruined”

“but aren’t you fast, papa?” she asks. “i heard mama say you finish too fast”

satoru chokes — he did not see that one coming.

“that’s… that’s your mother’s fault”, he mutters, clearly flustered and caught off guard.

“her fault?” she tilts her head, blinking curiously.

“yeah, you know…” he clears his throat. “she scolds me and i get the job done. sometimes, real fast…”

because mama is very pretty when she’s angry — he wants to add, but figures it’s best and safest to keep it vague and let her stay blissfully unaware of the real meaning behind that out-of-context line before she starts asking more questions that will get him in serious trouble.

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his smile didn't reach his eyes

...now even his mouth isn't smiling

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𝓪𝓲 (愛) — prettiest woman in the world, satoru’s love + satoru’s life (real & only)

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it’s a little past midnight when you slip out of bed for a quick snack, leaving your husband (gojo satoru) peacefully asleep as you rummage through the fridge and pantry to fix yourself a sandwich.

exactly five seconds in, you feel those painfully familiar arms wrap around you — arms you know too well, down to your marrow. they’re warm in the way they feel like home, strong in the way they hold you so gently; unmistakably his.

satoru is like a kindergartener during nap time every time you leave the bed — wide awake the moment you’re gone, just like those kids who spring up the second the teacher steps out. only with him, it’s a little more complicated.

he always says your absence is like the alarm clock he hates — the moment you’re gone, even just to use the bathroom, he wakes. the quiet left behind when your breathing disappears is unbearable to him, he needs your warmth and your sound even in sleep. so when you leave the bed, it only takes him seconds to follow.

“how about you take me with you next time, pretty?” he murmurs, sleep still in his voice, his lips pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. “i hate the bed without you” — another kiss, just as gentle.

you chuckle as the tickle of his lips warms your skin. “but you always follow after me”

“yeah, and i hate those five seconds between waking up and finding you”, he pouts into your neck. “if you do this every night for a year, that’s exactly thirty minutes and twenty-five seconds you’ve stolen from me”

“wait” you laugh. “you actually did the math?”

“mhm”, he hums, lifting you off the ground by the waist, leaving your feet dangle. “now back to bed — i need my five seconds back. compensation time~”

“noooo, my sandwich!” you giggle, wriggling. “i’m not done making it, and you know i can’t sleep on an empty stomach”

smiling, his lips brush the back of your neck in a gentle kiss — soft yet laced with a mischief you can feel in the curve of his mouth against your skin.

“i’ve got a quick fix for that”, he whispers. “i’ll make sure your belly stays full for the next nine months — so you can save that little snack for after i’m done planting the seed. ‘cause then — you’ll be really hungry”

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same outfit but tiny little cutie patootie boy version 🥹

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smol gojo with his umbrella

https://x.com/psychxbby/status/1952216814831935538/photo/1

link

what a tiny cutie pie he is omg TT~TT

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burned my finger while fixing my hair then went outside and got my hair ruined anyway my sacrifice was for nothing

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Hi I just wanted to say

omg hi i love you thank you for fixing my day bc it had started terribly wrong BUT ALL IS FINE NOW BAD DAY CANCELED

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it’s a little past midnight when you slip out of bed for a quick snack, leaving your husband (gojo satoru) peacefully asleep as you rummage through the fridge and pantry to fix yourself a sandwich.

exactly five seconds in, you feel those painfully familiar arms wrap around you — arms you know too well, down to your marrow. they’re warm in the way they feel like home, strong in the way they hold you so gently; unmistakably his.

satoru is like a kindergartener during nap time every time you leave the bed — wide awake the moment you’re gone, just like those kids who spring up the second the teacher steps out. only with him, it’s a little more complicated.

he always says your absence is like the alarm clock he hates — the moment you’re gone, even just to use the bathroom, he wakes. the quiet left behind when your breathing disappears is unbearable to him, he needs your warmth and your sound even in sleep. so when you leave the bed, it only takes him seconds to follow.

“how about you take me with you next time, pretty?” he murmurs, sleep still in his voice, his lips pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. “i hate the bed without you” — another kiss, just as gentle.

you chuckle as the tickle of his lips warms your skin. “but you always follow after me”

“yeah, and i hate those five seconds between waking up and finding you”, he pouts into your neck. “if you do this every night for a year, that’s exactly thirty minutes and twenty-five seconds you’ve stolen from me”

“wait” you laugh. “you actually did the math?”

“mhm”, he hums, lifting you off the ground by the waist, leaving your feet dangle. “now back to bed — i need my five seconds back. compensation time~”

“noooo, my sandwich!” you giggle, wriggling. “i’m not done making it, and you know i can’t sleep on an empty stomach”

smiling, his lips brush the back of your neck in a gentle kiss — soft yet laced with a mischief you can feel in the curve of his mouth against your skin.

“i’ve got a quick fix for that”, he whispers. “i’ll make sure your belly stays full for the next nine months — so you can save that little snack for after i’m done planting the seed. ‘cause then — you’ll be really hungry”