hello baby.
✿ genre + t/w: sfw, starting with lil' angst and ending with fluff cause labor and delivery is serious business!!! one mention of blood.
✿ wc: 4.9k words
✿ tags: lovesick!gojo, newdad!gojo, satoru gojo x fem!oc, very long term established couple. all the kiddos make an appearance!
✿ synopsis: oc gojo girlfriend and satoru finally meet their newborn baby. is it a boy or girl? what's their name? who do they look like? find out next time on dragon ball z...
✿ a/n: not proofread! thanks @mdnxghtjj for letting me pawn off different baby names to you lol! there are some medical terms and processes mentioned because i want to be as accurate as possible, don't kill me if it's wrong. i've added links to anything you may have questions on.
✿ reminder: if you want to imagine yourself in oc gojo girlfriend's character descriptions, please do! don't feel like you have to follow the oc gojo girlfriend's green eyes and long black hair.
"babe...?" you called out for satoru, your tone uneasy. you had been experiencing contractions all morning, but they weren’t spaced out long enough yet for your baby monitoring app to tell you to go to the hospital.
satoru poked his head through the bathroom door, "what's up, sweetheart? you okay? are your contractions consistent yet?" he asked with concern in his voice. he had been anxious all morning after you told him you were having contractions.
"satoru, i think my water just broke." you looked down at the white marble floor, amniotic fluid trickling down your inner thigh and down your leg. you felt like you had peed yourself.
"oh shit! uhmmm! uhh! what do we do?!" satoru started to panic. he wasn't prepared for this. he thought that he'd get the chance to drive to the hospital once you were starting to have contractions 5 minutes apart like the baby monitoring app told him. he wasn’t expecting your water to break in the middle of his bathroom floor.
"what you mean 'what do we do?'?! grab the hospital bag in the foyer and drive me to the hospital, satoru!" you yelled at him frantically.
it was time.
"we are not driving!" satoru yelled back at you, grabbing your arm to loop around his. he swung the hospital bag over his shoulder and clasped his palms together.
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