He spoke, his Voice very soft, like a dream:
Senpai.
Hmm?
Are you.. do you like me because of the Child?
Gojo Satoru's hand paused.
He looked down at the person in his arms.
That face was half-buried in the Pillow, Eyes closed, eyelashes trembling slightly. A lingering flush remained on the cheeks, the lips were slightly swollen.
"No," he said.
Tu Bai didn't open his eyes.
But the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
That's good, then.
Gojo Satoru looked at him, wanting to say something.
He wanted to ask him why he felt this way. He wanted to tell him that he had been in love for a long time. He wanted to say it was never just because of the Child.
But Tu Bai had already fallen asleep.
His breathing was steady as he lay in his arms, like a little animal that had finally let go of its worries.
Gojo Satoru looked at him for a long time.
Moonlight leaked through the gaps in the Curtain, shining upon the two of them.
He lowered his head and lightly pressed a kiss against Tu Bai's forehead.
Sleep.
He said softly.
But the stone in his heart was still there.
This month is almost over.
When the time comes..
He looked at Tu Bai's quiet, sleeping face, his finger gently stroking his abdomen.
That cluster of Energy is still there. It pulses warmly, just like a real fetus.
He didn't know how to tell Xiao Bai.
He didn't dare imagine what expression Xiao Bai would have when he learned the truth.
Gojo Satoru held the person in his arms tightly and closed his eyes.
He could delay it for one more day if he could.
He thought.
Chapter 52
Tu Bai felt like he was being squeezed dry.
Ever since that night, Gojo Satoru has been like a completely different person.
During the daytime, he was fine, doing whatever he needed to do. But as soon as evening arrived, that man would stick to him like a leech.
Senpai, can we.. today..
No.
Before Tu Bai could even finish speaking, he was silenced by a kiss.
Gojo Satoru pulled him into his arms, resting his chin on the top of his head as his hands began to wander.
Senpai..
Call me Satoru.
Tu Bai blushed.
After they got together, Gojo Satoru became particularly sensitive about this title. The first time he heard him call him "Senpai," he frowned and said, "We're already together, you're still calling me Senpai?"
Tu Bai froze for a moment. "Then what should I call you?"
It's called Gojo.
Tu Bai opened his mouth, the word circling in his mouth, but it simply wouldn't come out.
"Satoru.." he whispered, his face flushing red.
Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up: "Say it one more time."
Tu Bai stopped calling out.
Later, he still got used to calling Senpai. It became a habit, he couldn't change it. Sometimes, when he called him "Satoru," he felt awkward himself, so he would switch back to "Senpai."
Gojo Satoru protested many times, but to no avail.
But during their intimate moments in the evening, Gojo Satoru had his own way of doing things.
He would press against Tu Bai's ears, calling him "Baby" in a clingy, syrupy tone.
Baby, spread your legs a bit.
“Baby, lift your waist a little.”
Baby, be good.
Every time Tu Bai heard this term of endearment, he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Too.. much.
But the more he acted like this, the more Gojo Satoru loved to shout.
---
Today was like this again.
Tu Bai curled up under the Small Blanket, not even wanting to move a single Finger.
Gojo Satoru held him from behind, his hands gently massaging him.
Does it still feel swollen?
Tu Bai let out a muffled "Mm" in response, his Voice sounding heavy.
The breast engorgement has been becoming more and more frequent lately. His chest would swell up at the slightest provocation, feeling a dull, heavy ache. Gojo Satoru would help him massage it, though his motives were not very pure.
Tu Bai had protested.
Can't you just rub them?
I can," Gojo Satoru said, "But Baby is just too cute, I can't help myself.
Tu Bai was speechless.
After Gojo Satoru rubbed him for a while, Tu Bai felt so comfortable that he became dazed and was on the verge of falling asleep.
In a half-asleep, half-awake state, he heard Gojo Satoru whisper softly in his ear:
Baby, do you think you'll actually get pregnant this time?
Tu Bai didn't hear clearly and gave a muffled "Mm" before falling asleep.
---
Waking up on Day 2 Morning, he felt a bit stunned as he thought back to those words.
What did she mean by "will she really get pregnant this time"?
Isn't he already pregnant?
He looked down at his slightly protruding abdomen; that warmth was still there, pulsing gently.
He couldn't figure it out.
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
---
The matter of bathing together happened on the evening of Day 3.
When Gojo Satoru made this request, his expression was exceptionally serious.
Save water.
Tu Bai looked at him.
Whether you wash alone or the two of you wash together, it's still washing.
Tu Bai still looked at him.
Besides, your belly is big, it's not safe to wash alone.
Tu Bai finally spoke: "It's not even three months yet."
That's still big," Gojo Satoru said righteously. "What if I slip and fall?
Tu Bai was pulled into his embrace.
Then he was pulled into the Bathroom.
The Bathroom was large, the bathtub was large as well. As it filled with hot water, steam rose in thick clouds. Gojo Satoru pressed him into the bathtub and sat down himself.
The water overflowed slightly, making a splashing sound.
Tu Bai curled up in a corner of the bathtub, his face flushed a deep crimson.
Gojo Satoru, however, looked perfectly natural as he took a towel and wiped his back.
Relax.
Tu Bai could not relax.