The ask abt satoru helping pregnant! Reader to get up bc she's too plump to get up on our own after sitting down is PRICELESS!
But I was like gurl, I want to guilt trip him so bad.
Imagine he's teasing her again but she's actually pretty frustrated and like upset for some reason and she just tears up on the floor!
Imagine this poor man's reaction 😭😭
this time, it’s after you have your bath. you’re stuck in the bathtub and can’t get up—it’s always this way lately but satoru is always standing by at your beck and call to help you.
unless this time, when you call him, he’s just giggling away like the shithead he is.
“satoru!!! i can’t get up! just help me already!”
“ahahahah you’re so cute being stuck though!”
and hot, he added internally. the way the water cascades around your taut belly somehow turns him on. he’ll fight anyone who says that they no longer find their wives attractive while pregnant, because in his eyes, you look heavenly.
meanwhile, now you’re getting real upset. you’re self-conscious that he has to see you all naked after bath almost every day, and you take his laughing the wrong way.
and doubled with your hormones, you finally tear up. “hic…”
oh and satoru’s laughter immediately dies down, turns into a panicked frown as he approaches you and gets a hold over your body. “hey, hey… sorry—let’s get you out of here, yeah?”
you’re still sniffling even after he picks you up and dries you off, but then you’re getting louder after he puts you in your pajamas.
“hey… don’t cry, i’m sorry—”
“huwaaa!!”
or it could also be you’re just prolonging your cries so you can guilt trip him 💁🏻♀️ anyway, he doesn’t know, all he knows is seeing you crying makes him uneasy.
“stop crying…” he pulls you in his arms, patting you in the back with a sad face. “sorry. i’m sorry, okay? i don’t mean to make fun of you. it’s not good for you and the baby if you’re upset… so please?”
you roll your watery eyes at him, suddenly running out of tears and pulling away. “you’re a shit.”
“—! yeah. okay…”
“you’re the shittiest.”
“mm-hmm, whatever you say, sweets.”
and that night, following ‘whatever you say’ rule, he’s sleeping on the couch.
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