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Katsuki being sad because his wife (his girlfriend) doesn't want to talk to him (she went to shower) she hates him (she just said 'i love you' 5 minutes ago) their marriage (relationship) of a decade (3 years) might end up in a divorce because she doesnt give him time (she spends time with him everyday) and love (she tells him she loves him everyday with a kith) anymore. đ his dramatic ahh
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Doing the TikTok âHear Me Outâ trend with Bakugo except he crashes out every time you put something down.
âOkay, my first hear me out is Sans from Undertale.âÂ
That sends him into a frenzy. Bakugo immediately snatches the paper from you in hopes that it will let him forget what you just said. Â
âWhat the fuck? A skeleton?â Red eyes glare into yours and you swear he looks as if heâs about to kill you. Â
You just chuckle, âHe won Tumblr Sexyman!â You explain, as if that one sentence justifies everything. It doesnât. Who still uses Tumblr, anyway?Â
Bakugo rolls his eyes and turns back to your phone, now awaiting his turn.Â
âMy hear me out is my partner, y/n.â Â
Your eyes widen at his nonchalance, as if this is the most reasonable thing. As if dating you is that bad for him to include you.Â
âKatsuki, youâre supposed to pick someone thatâs undesirable!â You explain, hoping that this was just a misunderstanding, he was never the best at TikTok trends anyways.Â
He shrugs, âYeah and Iâm sure my choice is justified once everyone hears what you just picked.âÂ
You scoff and look away, which makes him smile.Â
âAlso, I donât have any âhear me outsâ so.â He begins softly, a small like forming, âThe only one I want is you.â Â
You turn to him and gush, âYouâre so sweet.â A hand comes up to wipe a fake tear, and heâs almost proud of what he just didÂ
But that pride is quickly forgotten.Â
âAnyways, my next pick is Bill Cipher!âÂ
âA triangle? Are you fucking joking?â He yells, his quirk activating. Itâs safe to say that the cake was quickly destroyed soon after.Â
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Me when I've already spend more than 30 minutes looking for a specific fanfic
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Devil may sob, a family business, solving ur demon pest problems and leaving u with more
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ranking types of hugs he'd be comfortable with another guy giving his gf! a gojo satoru fic/drabble
cw: gojo x reader, established relationship, fluff LOLLL, gojo being a pathetic loser for his gf, use of baby, babe, reader referred to as gf and wears makeup, gojo being jealous, crack, based off this (instagram link)
"Ranking types of hugs I'd be comfortable with another guy giving my girlfriend." Satoru squints at the scene, reading out the caption on the TikTok as he watches the guy on the screen, long ass spider legs laid out on the couch while waiting for you to get ready. Curiously, he clicks on the filter without fully watching the video and starts filming to generate the different types of hugs.
"A back hug." The curious smile on his face slowly fades away as a grimace takes place as he gains the thousand yard stare. "Nine. Okay, not at a good start so farâ"
He groans, face scrunching in pain as he exhales out at what he sees on the screen: slow dance hug. Then, he imagines you, a man's hand on your waist and you smiling just like those stupid fucking drawings at someone who's not himâ"Ten. Oh my fucking god."
Clutching the lower half of his face, he looks concentrated as he waits for the shuffler to give him some less painful option, groaning in pain once again, looking back at the scene, and then groaning again. "One armed hug," he strains out, blindly reaching for the lowest number he could rank it as.
The filter shuffles yet again, and he's almost in tears, groaning immediately on instinct but then doubling back at his screen. "Polite hug." He contemplates it. "Okay, a two, not so bad, not soâ"
A pause. "A classic hug." He stares at the screen like it just betrayed him, until he decides it's not so bad. Reluctantly, he ranks it at three.
Then, he waits for the filter to give him another painful vision, and it delivers. "A slow catcher hugâoh my godddd." Satoru is shaking his head, eyes teary as he groans loudly at the though of you jumping up to another man, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him in for a hug. If someone was listening to him, it would seem like he was dying with the way he was covering his mouth, shaking his head, and exclaiming "what the fuck"'s as he stared at his phone screen in sheer shock.
Unfortunately for you, you were within earshot, blending in your blush and doing finishing touches as you heard Satoru's shrieks coming in from the living room. He seemed to be on the edge of tears, and worriedly, you set down your brush and rushed to where his sobs were coming from.
And there he was: in fetal position, phone on the floor as he shook his head as if in shock. "Baby," you hurried to him, grabbing his face so you could figure out what was making him so distressed.
He didn't seem to be injured as he meets your eyes, upset. "I can't do this bruh," he laments while turning to be on his back and rubbing his eyes. You just look at him confused.
"Do what?"
He turns, and pauses. Scans you in your champagne dress for the fancy place he was taking you and the way you did your makeup so sultry. It's just for him, but after the events of that Tiktokâthat's now stopped filmingâall he feels is petty jealousy because other guys can see you like this.
Out of nowhere, he declares, "I can fight."
You blink. "What?"
"I can fight," he repeats, nodding emphatically as if trying to convince himself. Then, after a beat: "Why do I have such a pretty girlfriend?" He groans again, throwing his arm over his eyes. "Baby, why do you look so good right now?"
While he does this, you inspect him for any signs of injuries or things that could've caused him this much distress. Finding none and used to his theatrics, you sigh and pat his cheek. "Iâm going to finish getting ready," you say, deciding heâs not in mortal peril after all.
As you return to your vanity, Satoru calls after you, still sulking. "Just so you know, I ranked the polite hug at two. Because I love you. And I can fight."
"Good to know, Satoru."
a/n lowk spiderman!gojo coded. i love writing fluff i would lowk want to write this for nanami i feel like he would slowly grow more and more jealous LMAOAO
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áŻáĄŁđ© he's busy rn !
ÂĄ! summary: they've decided to play a prank on you! (gone wrong)
ÂĄ! incl: gojo, geto, nanami, choso, toji, inumaki, yuji, megumi, sukuna
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laying in bed with megumi, your head resting on his chest as you watch him scroll through his phone. every now and then he will scroll past a video he wants to watch and you'll bug him until he scrolls back up so you can see itâmostly all the cat videos that he gets on his explore page now that you're always sending them to him.
but he keeps shifting, almost like he's uncomfortable. and because you don't want to hurt him with your weight on top of him, when he shifts for the fifth time in less than ten minutes, you pop your chin up on his chest and look at him.
"am i too heavy?" you ask, and megumi furrows his eyebrows.
"what? no."
"you keep moving. are you uncomfy? is it because ofâ"
megumi shuts you up with the roll of his eyes. his jaw ticks in the way it does when he's biting his words back, and he looks up at the roof. with each breath he takes, you can feel his heart thrum in his chest just a little bit faster.
"i just... like being close to you, is all. and i don't know how to ask for what i want."
you prop yourself up a little and swing your leg over megumi to straddle his waist. his hands instinctively find your waist, and you're brushing his spiky hair up and off his forehead before pressing a gentle kiss to it.
"whaâ"
"that's what you want, right?" you wiggle your eyebrows, peppering kisses over his cheeks, nose, jaw, chin... "to be kissed so much you can't breathe!"
you attack megumi with so many kisses that his attempts to push you off him become futile, and he's left to scrunch up his nose and take the brunt of your desire to smooch. he grumbles, acts like he was going to ask to go get food or something, but you catch the way his cheeks flush and he starts to laugh alongside you.
you really need to teach that boy how to ask for a kiss.
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Hiii, can i request a scenario on how naoya (when he has reached a point where he loves wife!reader from an arranged marriage) would react to one day not being greeted at all when he comes home? It is completely silent, no response as he calls for her and is getting a bit worried as he starts searching the rooms. But then he sees her laying on the couch, shivering and sweating from a cold thatâs so intense sheâs barely lucid and canât even tell heâs there and talking to her
Heya!!
So... I took some liberties when writing this, kind of went a completely different route (the sick part, alongside worried Naoya still remains though), it just occurred to me when reading your ask, but I hope it's still of your liking đ„ș!!!
anyways, here are the warnings: mentions of death, miscarriage, a very concerned and overprotective Naoya, a bit of fluff, and everyone wants to spoil you rotten lol.
And without further ado, happy reading!
âY/N, Iâm home!â
Home.
A word he never really cared for, always considering it sappy, alongside the fondness that was usually assigned to it, which Naoya couldnât think of as nothing but ridiculous, if not hilariously overrated.
For many years, Naoya thought that a home was simply the place that one was raised in and thatâs about it. Nothing of the sentimentality others liked to apply to it, brag about itâŠ
Until, of course, he finally came to understand what the word meant; why it was so special, and why it was important to have one.
A home wasnât made by the people he knew as family, blood related, found in the place he was forced to be in since he was born, and probably die inâno; itâs the one that was made by the people of his choice, people he met through his course of life, connected with, and now, cherished.
Amongst them, you.
He considered himself lucky to have found the love of his life, a concept he considered so⊠foreign, impossible for someone like him, if not a stupidity of delusional people desiring more from life.
So was Naoya destined to think for the rest of his existence, condemned by his same family to live a life of loneliness, hatred, and die the same way.
But youâd come to show him otherwise, shockingly, and unexpectedly, and in such a way he couldnât even put up a fight, completely surrendering to you and the wonderful feelings that being in love with you provided.
Now that heâs experienced them, he couldnât find the reason as to why his family would ever reproach such beautiful thing as harshly as they didâor that he believed them in the first placeâŠ
Well, thatâs not something that bothers him anymore; the Zenâin clan could continue on in their hard stuck ways for all he cared; he, on the other hand, plans to spend the rest of his days alongside the woman of his dreams, starting by today, finally back in your arms after days of being pulled into pointless missions after pointless missions, which he would not hear of for a few weeksâhaving earned a well-deserved break for his consistently good performance.
Naoya even prepared accordingly for the occasion, having bought gifts from all the places heâd been to, as well as ideated ways to distract you from the boring estate and his nagging relatives he knows you donât enjoy being around with, only tolerating them because they were, well, your in-laws, his familyâwith exceptions of those you do get along, and for them, heâs grateful that they do.
Ah, he couldnât wait to see you, your face, and the adorable way it brightens up whenever receiving him.
To tell you of his day while resting his head on your lap, with you passing your fingers through his hair, gently soothing his stresses away as you reassure him that heâs the best sorcerer out there, heâs just⊠unlucky to bump into lesser talented ones.
Get something to eat too, heâd like his favorite for a start, miso soupâand perhaps have you feed it to him? God, itâs been a while since both have done that, and itâs not because he doesnât like doing it, or you for that matter, but rather, he doesnât want to risk being seen by others, it has to be in the utmost privacy, after all! He isnât to be vulnerable in front of his family!!
Oh, he needs wishes to see youâright now. And heâs absolutely sure youâre feeling the same wayâŠ
If so⊠why hadnât you responded? Why hadnât you come to receive him in the same manner youâve always done?
Naoya knows that his schedule can be a bit⊠unpredictable, making it difficult for you to know exactly when heâll come back homeâbut even then, it didnât take you that long to meet him after announcing his return.
Youâd always come to the entrance, no matter if it happened right that moment, or a bit later; you just⊠did.
But today⊠it seems that you opted to break the routine by taking far longer than you usually do.
Heâd remain attentive to his surroundings, hoping to either hear your approaching footsteps or voice softly calling for him at a distance, yet as time went on, he was received with neitherâŠ. And Naoya only begins to grow more worried.
Your husband tries to not jump to the worst conclusion just yet, opting to think that you were perhaps simply caught up tending to the house, maybe even partaking in an unwanted conversation with one of his relatives and having trouble brushing them offâfor no matter the times youâd reminded them that your husband was back, and you needed to be there to receive him, still acted as if it wasnât that important.
Things that implied that even when running late, you were still ok.
YetâŠ
âY/N!â Naoya calls once again, hoping for a changeâŠ
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Silence.
Itâs by this time that he decides itâs better to search for you than to stand around and wait for you to magically appear.
Naoya begins by going into the main wing, eyes scanning through the gardens, your usual place of leisure when not busy, where youâd calmly enjoy the diligently tended for flowers (the ones he had changed to your favorite as soon as he found out which ones they were) while snacking on something, or in the company of your loyal staffâif that were the case of your absence, he understood why you didnât answer.
But he wouldnât find you near any of the gardens, or anywhere in fact! A statement that weighed even heavier upon finding out that the staff was in the same predicament as him, for when he asked a nearby servant of your whereabouts, he was received with the following answer:
âWe havenât seen herâ Naoyaâs heart sinks.
âWhat do you mean you havenât seen her?â he breathes. âWhere could my wifeâdid sheâdid she leave the estate?â
No. You⊠didnât. Because thatâs not what you told him youâd be doing a few hours ago, after letting you know he was on his way back home; if anything, you replied with how excited you were to see him again and that youâd be eagerly waiting for him!
So obviously, their words didnât make sense. But if so⊠where were you?
Naoya now frantically searched for you through every wing, room, space, chamber, closet, justâ anywhere, literally anywhere you could be while repeatedly calling out your name in hopes of getting a response, or even a glimpse of you; he doesnât care what at that point, heâs happy with either!
Yet, the longer he went on without an answer, the bigger his sorrow became, to the point where his mind was machinating nothing but the worst-case scenarios, slowly losing his inhibitions as he repeatedly wondered Where were you? How come no one has seen you? Did he have to escalate this situation?
JustâWhere are you, Y/N?!
Thankfully, there would be no need to pursue bigger solutions for heâd get his answer soon enough after entering the east wing, passing through the living quarters, and arriving to the laundry room, one of the last places heâd thought youâd beârightfully guessing so, for you were there, apparently washing whatever garments you had pending, which you hadnât been able to wash due to a variety of unknown reasonsâŠ
But far from feeling elated to have found you, Naoya felt as if whatever he had left of his heart was effectively broken, which felt short compared to the way he found you.
âY/N!â
The sight that received him is one that will remain imprinted in the back of mind: you were laying on the floor, on your side, tightly clutching to your stomach as you breathed heavily, eyes tightly shut while groaning in what Naoya could only interpret as pain.
As if his worries werenât through the roof at that point, this last conclusion is what urged Naoya to hastily make way to your side, swiftly kneeling to your level as he calls out for you once more.
âY/NâY/Nâ Heâd breathe, firmly yet carefully placing his hands over you with intentions of picking you up, but his hold falters when his fingers briefly graze your skin, making him gasp in return. âY/N youâreâyouâre burning!â
This would be the only time youâd respond to him, barely able to move your head onto his direction, slightly opening your eyes to see him, a gaze that shows how much pain you were going through, barely able to understand what was going on, except for gently breathing the word that makes his heart squeeze out in pain.
âNaâNaoyaâŠâ
Any hesitation is effectively thrown out the window by that point, picking you up and rushing you towards their shared bedroom, all while barking orders to the nearby staff, demanding them to call for a doctor, as quickly as possible, unless they wanted to be jobless by the end of the day!
The staff reacts accordingly, and a few minutes later, the family doctor arrives to the estate, guided to your room and seeing that you were already being tended to, or at least thatâs the idea he gets from the dampened towel on your forehead, undoubtedly in efforts of lowering your feverâwhich unfortunately, had been for nothing.
Well, he was there now, and he didnât waste time either to get to work, quickly assessing your condition by the apparent symptoms, starting by your temperature, the color of your skin, and even the way you reacted to him while doing so, completely uncooperativeâapparently, whatever put you in this state had evoked great instability from you, thus the doctor found it necessary to put you under sedatives.
But even when he was able to quickly gain control of the situation, the doctor still couldnât arrive at a proper conclusion, less when the people around you had an even smaller idea of what struck you.
âIâI donât know.â Naoya would respond, angrily, frustratedâand rightfully so. How come none of the servants had noticed your absence? Or worse, hadnât seen anything that could hint as to what your sickness was about?! âCanât you justâhelp her?!â
âThatâs what Iâm tryingâI canât help her if I donât know what Iâm dealing with.â The doctor responded as calmly as he could, but even he had to admit that everyoneâs seeming ignorance annoyed him as well. âBut I can still say that this seems much more than just a simple⊠sickness.â
âWhat do you mean?â Naoya frowns, the doctor looks at the nearby servants, tasked to be on stand-by if needed.
âIâd like to discuss this in private.â He tells them.
The servants donât wait for Naoya to repeat the order before theyâre already out the room and away from their earshot; a request that while didnât raise any concerns from Naoya âif anything, he was glad their pesky, useless presence, was finally away from youâ the doctorâs face was quick to convince your husband that something far worse than what met the eye.
And this made Naoyaâs nerves reach a new limit.
âI told you; I donât know what happenedââ Your husband is quick to defend, believing the doctor was to interrogate him once more, only to be interrupted.
âYou donât need to tell me for me to know what happened.â He interjects, Naoyaâs eyes widen.
âIâm lost.â Naoya scowls. âStop talking cryptically and get on with it!â
âIâve seen these symptoms before, Naoya. And as I said, these are not from a simple sickness, an allergy or any of the matterâ He takes a deep breath. âI heavily suspect she was intoxicatedâand not accidentally, but rather, intentionally.â
âExcuse me?â Naoya frowns. Â âI told you to stop talking in riddles, say what youââ
âPoisoned, Naoya. I believe your wife was poisoned.â
Naoyaâs world comes to a screeching halt.
YouâŠ
You were poisoned.
According to the doctor, youâYou were attacked, besieged, with malicious intents.
Taken advantage of in the one place youâd never be on edge, your home, the same one he had repeatedly reassured your father that youâd be safe inâthe Zenâin estate, home to the prestigious Zenâin clan! There was no safer place in the whole world! There couldnât!
No oneâ no one wouldnât dare do such a thing hereâthey knew better! Naoya would force them to now betterâŠ
Yet, someone dared to commit this transgression against you.
And to make it all worseâŠ.
Almost got away with it.
Who would even think of doing such transgression against you?! You?!
You had no quarrels with anyone, and even when you did, you handled things in such an amicable way just so youâd live peacefully, free of nonsensical argumentsâyou had no space for them in your life!
And yet, this still happened, and right underneath his noseâŠ.
Thereâs no doubt that heâll put an investigation into order to find the bastard responsible for your suffering, and once he does, heâll make him regret his existence, to the point heâll have him begging for mercyâand even then, it wouldnât be enough for Naoya.
However, that is something that will have to wait until he knows youâre safe, healthier, which the doctor had slowly began to help you with by giving you something that will immediately trap the poison from being further absorbed by your bloodâactivated charcoal, so he remembersâ as well as some other prescriptions for side effects he wishes to prevent.
âYour wife was very lucky to survive, have you waited a second moreââ
âI wasnât waiting.â Your husband immediately responds, offended by his wording. âI wasnât aware of this until I returned.â
The doctor presses his lips together, taking notice that throughout his whole visit, Naoya has never left your side, nor freed your hands from his.
âAnd Iâm not surprised.â He silently admits.
Naoya hates the notion the doctor was implying, that this was an inside job. But considering the odd behavior of the staff, their seeming ignorance of your location and your status⊠it all pointed to that same conclusion.
The boiling fury inside him grows bigger.
âHow could this be?â Naoya seethes.
How could someone get this far, this close to you, and no one suspecting a thing?
Your husband mightâve reproached the way the doctor expressed himself, but there was an undeniable truth behind them; he truly was lucky to have gotten back home just when he did, for had he taken a second longer, just one, you couldâve dieâ
Outside of that, the second most important question regarding this whole situation wasâŠwhere was your staff? Why, of all days, were they absent?
Naoya is confident that if Mariya, your closest confidant, had been around, this wouldâve never happened in the first place; the moment she saw anything out of the ordinary, she wouldâve pulled all the stops and acted accordingly.
Yet, she was nowhere to be seen, and this makes Naoya both highly suspicious, and furious.
Where was she? Â Where are the rest? Why would they leave you in your most needed time? Did they plan this? Plot against you?! Where the hell could they possiblyâ
âTheyâre going to be away for the weekend to visit their families.â
He suddenly remembers; you told him so earlier that week through a text.
âWill you be ok?â Naoya also remembers asking; he didnât feel happy knowing youâd be alone without your most trusted staff.
âItâs just a few days, Naoya. Besides, they deserve a break! I donât want them to get tired of me, you know?â  you laugh. âBut you better come back quickly, ok? Just because theyâre not around doesnât mean I like being aloneâŠâ
âI wonât take long. I promise.â
If only heâd kept his wordâŠ
Well, if that was to be the answer to their absence, then it wasnât fair to hold any level of animosity towards them, a weight being lifted from his burdened shoulders upon realizing your staff could strill be trusted in. Â
Now all that was left to worry about is finding the culprit⊠and the status of that too.
âIs she ok?â Naoya would ask.
âShe is, I managed toââ
âNo, I mean⊠that.â Naoyaâs voice hints to a silent agreement between the two. âIs⊠that ok?â
The doctor quickly catches what he means, affirming so by a nod. His reassurance lifts an immeasurable weight from his heart, even greater than the alleged betrayal of Mariya and the rest. One less thing to worry about.
âWhat now, then?â
âSince the damage was limited, to say the least, it wonât be necessary to move her to a hospital, howeverââ
Sheâs still in danger. Naoya concludes. More so if the attack came from someone inside⊠And what makes him think that just because heâs back theyâll stop trying?
If anything, seeing how close they got, they could try once again!
The mere thought is enough to push him into taking what is perhaps the most radical decision he couldâve taken in this situation, something that might come to torment him in the future, but until then, he wonât care, not even a bit; not when he had your safety to worry about:
That is⊠Naoya fired everyone, effective immediately.
He took no heed if any of them had been serving the family for years, if they were close friends of his father, or if their livelihood would be affectedâ Naoya just wanted them out of his sight, the estate, and as soon as possible, less they wanted to receive more of his anger, before continuing with the rest of his plan.
Due to the gravity of said situation, Naoya knew he had to contact your family; he also knew that you wouldâve refuted the idea as soon as he mentioned it to you, not wanting to worry them if youâve truly been attacked, but he couldnât do this to your father; not when he was amongst the few people in the world he knew had your wellbeing as utmost priorityâ as well as holding a great amount of respect and appreciation for him, specifically for the way he welcomed him into your family.
Eiichi, your father, had to admit that getting a call from the Zenâin estate that didnât come from you surely surprised him beyond any comprehension, and yet, that would be nothing compared to the shock heâd get upon knowing the motive behind said call; Naoya swore he almost heard your father passing out, or at least, in the process of.
âPoisoned?!â Â Eiichi gasped, tightly clutching onto the phoneâhe mightâve as well passed out and dived into a nightmare! âIs she ok?! Where is she right now?â
âAt the estate, with meâthe doctor didnât think it necessary for her to be hospitalized since he was able to stop the poison from spreading any further, but she still needs rest.â
âAnd the baby?â Â the referenced secret between Naoya and the doctor; your pregnancy.
âFine.â He breathes, swallowing. âThe doctor didnât tell me of any damage done to the baby⊠ but IâmâIâm still taking her to the doctor, justâjust to be sure.â
âHow could this happen?â Eiichi laments, heart breaking not only for you, but for Naoya as well. Your father knew all too well what it was to lose the love of his life, a pain that he would never desire on anyone, not even his own enemiesâŠ
One that he could slowly begin to hear in Naoyaâs voice; oh, he could only imagine the pain he was going through, or what waited for him if he had lost not only you, but his child too.
But, well, the worst is over⊠at least for now.
âSomeone from the staff did it.â Naoya declares, Eiichiâs heart sinks even further. âBut Iâve taken care of it, Iâve fired everyone.â
And your father, contrary to Naoyaâs relatives, did not question him. If anything, he seconded his decision, because had he been in your husbandâs shoes, he wouldâve done the same thing.
âWas her staff involved?â Your father asks, feeling a slight⊠anger with the idea that the ones you greatly cherished couldâve plotted against you.
âNo, they were not; in fact, they were out of the estate when all this went down.â Naoya responds. âBut I know that if they had been here, this wouldâve never happened in the first place.â
âBring her here, with me.â Eiichi immediately suggested, Naoya blinks, startled by the idea, if not against it.
âFatherâ"
âWe can take care of her while sheâs recuperating, take her to the doctor too. Iâll make sure that she has everything she needs. And not to misjudge your staff, or lack of, but the people here would never hurt herâtheyâve known her since she was a child! There wonât be another safer place for her to be than here, Naoya. At leastâŠÂ until sheâs better.â
Previously, Naoya wouldâve questioned the veracity of his words, done all he could to prove you were much better with him, but after this occurrence⊠he had to agree.
As much as it hurt him to know youâd be away from him, especially when you were pregnant⊠he knew this was the right decision to make. He couldnât expose you to another similar situationânot even if he got a completely new staff⊠or if you didnât want to leave.
So, Naoya accepts Eiichiâs suggestion, alongside buying him a ticket for the earliest available flight to Kyoto; a few hours later, your father would arrive to the estate, rushing to your side, keeping you company while tending to your every need as Naoya prepared everything for your departure.
When you eventually regained consciousness, you were (although a bit surprised) overwhelmingly elated to see your father visiting you, for it had been so long since youâd seen him, probably around the time you announced your pregnancy!
However, that excitement would soon diminish when Naoya told you why he was there⊠alongside the cryptic explanation of your âsickness.â
âIt was an allergy.â Naoya would say, not wanting to stress you by the fact that you were intentionally poisoned, although that excuse did little to stop you from doing so. âRare, but it can happen, especially with pregnant women.â
âAn allergyâŠ? But I didnâtâŠâ you frown.
âIt happened to your mother, once.â Eiichi followed Naoyaâs lead. He hated lying to you, but⊠he concurred that keeping you safe, both mentally and physically, was worth doing so. âItâs nothing but hormonal changes, so donât worry much about it.â
âI guessâŠâ you frown, pressing your lips. âBut that still doesnât explain why I have to leave.â
âWe need to check what caused your allergyâ Naoya responds. âIt might be something about the food, the flowers, or even the wood; I rather you be safe than to go through that scare again.â
âBut is⊠all this really necessary?â Naoya gives you a tight smile and a nod. âNaoya, Iâ"
âItâs not all bad, Y/N.â Naoya says.
âBesides, donât you want to spend time with your papa? Itâs been so long since Iâve spent time with my adorable pumpkin!â Eiichi laments.
âDad!â you gasp, flustered by his words. âDonâtâdonât say that in front of NaoyaâŠâ
âWhat? Itâs true! And thatâs all Iâve ever wanted to do since I learned Iâm going to be a grandfather!â
âStop it!â your face becomes redder. âYouâre embarrassing me!â
Naoya chuckles; itâs not like heâs seen you in⊠worse situations. Or better?
âBut⊠I guess a visit is overdue.â You eventually concede, Naoya and your father sigh out of relief. âThough what about Mariya, Haruko, and Hitomi?â
âTheyâll go with you, if you want.â Naoya says; he doubts theyâll say no, especially after knowing of the whole fiasco that occurred when away, might even offer themselves before he suggests the idea.
âIf I didnât know any better, sounds like you want me gone.â You jest, Naoya frowns. âItâs a joke, of courseâŠâ
âThereâs nothing more I would like than you staying here, but until we figure out what caused that reaction from you, Iâd rather not risk it.â
âItâs only temporary, Y/N. Besides, lookâI brought you gifts!â Eiichi says, taking out the bag he brought from home seemingly out of nowhere, filled with things he knew youâd love, such as sweets, your favorite mochiâs of course, alongside some plushies that would always brighten your day when you were a child. âAnd thereâs much more back homeâŠâ
Naoya canât help but feel relieved you had your father for support, but at the same time, a bit jealous and, well, threatened. Not for bad reasons, of course, it was simply because how the hell did he not think of bringing you gifts first?!
âDad⊠youâre embarrassing me in front of Naoya.â
âAh, thatâs a parentâs bane, isnât it? To always embarrass their childrenâyouâll see what I mean when you both have your baby.â
Perhaps the main reason why you ended up agreeing to leave was because your pregnancy did not seem affected by your supposed allergy; had it been you wouldâve refused to leave your husbandâs side!
⊠Well, you still wouldâve refused either way, but perhaps a bit more. You hate the idea of being away from the father of your child for too long, after all.
âI donât think soâNaoya and I are going to be the cool parents, youâll see.â
âThatâs what your mom and I thought, and look at me now, canât even say anything without you telling me Iâm embarrassing you!â Eiichi says, you chuckle.
âI donât know what youâre talking about, mom was cool! You were always the funny one!â
Naoya smiles.
Now he knows for sure that thereâs no safer place for you to be in than with your family, even if that were to be on the other side of the countryâŠ
After Naoya prepared everything for your departure, the three eventually made way to the exit, where you and your father would bid their last goodbyes.
âWonât you accompany me?â you ask, a slight pout on your face, he smiles in hopes to cheer you up, but really, he felt miserable.
âI want to, but I canât.â He explains. âI have to deal with this as fast as possible if youâre to come back quickly.â
â⊠Will you visit me over there, at least?â you frown.
âYes. As soon as I have a chance, Iâll go see you.â Naoya promises.
It had all been too soon, just a few hours ago he arrived at the estate, and now, youâre leaving. Naoya laments that he couldnât spend a day with you before your departure⊠but he guesses this to be a rightful sacrifice for your well-being.
âI wouldnât dream of keeping away from my wife and baby for too long.â
At those words, Eiichi couldnât help but frown out of sorrow.
It wasnât fair that neither of you had been able to enjoy this wonderful occasion as you should.
He still remembers the excitement in your voice, the glint in your eye, and the beaming smile on your lips when announcing your pregnancyâalongside the nerves that came with it, of course, which Eiichi eased by reminding you and Naoya that their enthusiasm was nothing but indicative they were already on their way of becoming the loving and supportive parents their baby needed.
But as excited as both were, Eiichi had to cruelly put a stop to their celebrations, especially after Naobito was made aware of this, who wished to proceed by announcing the news to the whole community.
âI have to disagree, Naobito.â Eiichi would be the first to reject the idea, much to everyoneâs surpriseâyours, specifically.
âAnd why is that?â Heâd ask back, not understanding why the father of the expecting mother, of all people, would be the one to reject so.
âItâs best if Y/N keeps her pregnancy a secret, at least⊠until itâs undeniably noticeable.â
âBut⊠why, dad?â you asked. This was a moment of absolute joy, to be treated as such! So why did he intend to keep it a secret? Was he⊠disappointed?
No. Never. He was nothing but happy to see you happy and become a grandfather himself for the first time in his life!
But as a man of his years, heâs learned to be cautious of how said blessings are to be celebrated, as well as seen his fair share of happiness turn sour⊠things that Eiichi would rather take upon him than allow them to ever befall you.
âBecause thereâs people out there that might try to hurt youâor the baby.â Â Heâd explain. âNaobito cannot not deny this, but if anyone hears that youâre pregnant with the Zenâin heirâs baby, those that want to hurt the Zenâin clan, or our family, will see this as the perfect opportunity to do so.â
âIâd never allow such thing, rest assured, thereâs no safer place thanââ Naoya quickly interjects, wanting to reassure your father, but Eiichi was set on his warnings.
âI wouldnât have said this if I didnât see it myself.â Eiichi reminds him, Naoya swallows. âWe live in a highly competitive world due to the nature of our families; Iâve lost my wife because of this! And Iâd be damned to allow it to happen again to my daughter.â
He hated to remind you of the harsh truth; hated to see how your face would sadden, the excitement for your first child, his first grandchild, quickly disappearingâŠ
âWhy would someone do that?â you murmur, frowning.
âThey wouldnât dareâIâll make sure of it.â Naoya hisses.
Eiichi remained silent, sad for you and your husband. Because even if youâve experienced first-hand what it is to lose someone through these matters, both have yet to fully understand the extremes those supposedly loyal to them can go to if properly incited. Especially for someone who had so much to lose, just as the elite members of prestigious Zenâin clan.
Even then, your father would not allow such pain to reach you, not the same way it almost did to him and your mother, so, he insisted you keep these news secret from the worldâand if you must, only if you must, reveal it to your most faithful ones; the rest could learn when your stomach was too big to deny.
If you do so, keep your baby hidden from the world, safe from those that harbor nothing but pain and sorrow⊠all will be fine. Eiichi promises so.
âŠ
Or so, thatâs what everyone hoped wouldâve happened, because if thereâs one thing to be learned from this incident, is that no matter how cautious you were, word of your pregnancy still managed to land in the wrong ears, and now, were actively against it.
The question no longer pertained as to how, but rather, who; who was the author of this terrible act?
The notion that someone of Naoyaâs relatives, indirectly informed through Naobitoâs⊠drunken rambles, soon crosses the minds of your father and husband. If so, it would make sense as to why theyâd use an innocent staff member to do the deed, keep their hands clean of the whole situation, instead of going to bigger extremes.
Itâs the most probable of the theories, but they could not annul the following: jealousy from the servants.
Naoya considered that statement to be the most delusional one your father couldâve gathered, but heâd be wise to remember how others perceive himâor more like what he represented. It wouldnât be too far-fetched that others would desire what he had, or him, in some cases. And naturally, youâre an obstacle to that goal, your baby even more soâŠ
It wasnât fair, but it was your reality.
Nonetheless, Eiichi and Naoya will still do whatever it takes to keep you safe.
âItâs just for a few days, pumpkin.â Your father would say upon seeing the sadness in your face, which remained even when reassured that Naoya would be with you as soon as possible. âBesides, youâre going to see your brother and sister tooâtheyâve missed you very much, you know? Theyâve been wanting to spoil you and their future niece, or nephew!â
You smile, itâs good that even when in the storm, your family is still able to exude happiness. You could only imagine how enthusiastic theyâd be when the baby was finally here.
âI know⊠I missed them too.â You admit, before looking over to Naoya one last time. âWell⊠I hope that whatever is keeping you here is quickly dealt with.â
âYou wonât even notice Iâm gone.â Naoya promises, placing a kiss on your forehead. âDonât worry your pretty little head about anythingâbefore you know it, youâll be back at the estate, with me.â
Thatâs a promise he unfortunately, doesnât know if will become true inside the promised timeline, but will do anything in his power so it does.
Either way, itâs safe to say that Naoya did manage to keep one part of his promiseâand that would be the one where he reassured you wouldnât even notice his absence, done through sending you endless amounts of gifts, every day, effectively filling your room to the brim with all things heâd knew youâd like, and some for baby too: from clothes for you, to cute onesies heâd like his baby to wear when she was finally here.
âYou still think the baby is going to be a girl?â youâd ask through one of the many videocalls heâd makeâone daily, at the very least. âWait a minute⊠you better not have spoiled me!â
âI just knowâ He reiterates with shrug; you roll your eyes. âIf not, then Iâll have lots of things to return.â
âWell, if itâs worth anything, I also feel like our baby is going to be a girl.â You smile, warming up Naoyaâs heart. âI canât wait to meet herâI just know sheâs going to have your eyes!â
âOr yours, I hope.â He longs, you blush. âHave you been eating well, my love?â
âYes; and no allergies yet.â You explain, Naoya feels relievedâat least the problem didnât follow you there. âMaybe I was just unlucky that day, Naoya⊠Are you sure I canât return to the estate yet?â
âNot until Iâm sure youâre going to be safe here.â Naoya responds, and while his words are meant to be comforting, you canât shake off the sense that something worse happened; that something far bigger than a simple allergy had struck you, specially with the way your staff and family would act around you, going as far as denying you of any information pertaining to the Zenâin.
But⊠if your husband had a reason to not say anything now, then the best you could do is trust him. The truth will come out eventually, you suppose. So instead you could focus on other pressing matters.
âWell, at least donât send me too many gifts.â You continued. âWhile I appreciate them, between you and my father, I donât think my house has enough room to store all the things youâve both given me.â
âWhoâs given you more things? Me or your dad?â Naoya nonchalantly asks, you gasp.
âNaoya! Thatâs not theâtake it seriously! Control yourself with the gifts, ok?â you say, he chuckles, but ends up agreeing; at least until the topic has quieted down, because thereâs no way in hell heâs going to let your father win the upper hand like that one day ever again. âOr at least save them to when Iâm back at the estate⊠which I hope is soon.â
âAlmost there.â Naoya says. âJust a few more things, and weâll be together once again.â
⊠even if the answer was to be the same, you still needed to ask.
âIs⊠everything ok?â
Not precisely, not when he has yet to find out the one responsible for all thisâŠ
But heâs gotten a lead, an idea of where to start, of who to huntâwhich he knows heâll find in record time thanks to the fury he harbors, further motivating him to do this as quickly and precisely as possible just so heâd have you back home, with him.
âNothing you should worry about.â He reiterates. âJust keep focusing on your health, the baby, and not doing anything strenuous.â
âIâm just pregnant, Naoya⊠nothing extraordinary. I still want to help around., you know?â
âI know, and youâll be able to do that and more in due time, but for now, keep safe, for me, ok? And our little mochi.â
âWhen will I see you again?â you ask again, hoping that perhaps this time around, the answer will be different.
âSoon.â He promises. âSoon, my love.â
Once he deals with the bastard that hurt you.
Naoya will give them nothing but a glimpse of the sorrow and pain theyâd put you through, his furyâmake their life a living hell, make them regret the foolish idea that they could ever get away from it; and still, he doesnât think heâll be satisfied with his revenge.
Heâd want more, heâd want everyone to know that his family are not ones to mess around with.
Heâd burn the whole world to set the message across if necessaryâand that would only be the bare minimum for you, the love of his life, and now, his babyâŠ
His home.
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