《BABY GOJŌ {jujutsu kaisen}》chapter 29
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❝she's a sucker for christmas❞
"do not touch the presents! I have it organized in who I'm giving each one to first to last!", marri shouted at itadori, who was totally trying to be a cheater and guess his surprise.
itadori physically slumped as marri hopped around in her velvety red christmas dress that had white fluff on the edges of her sleeves and the ends of the fabric.
"and plus, we have to wait for uncle nanamin. he gets his present first", the girl smiled, sitting at the center of the couch as the grinch was playing on the t.v.
"why does he get the first present? shouldn't it be gojō-sensei?", itadori asked, meanwhile the jujutsu students all got comfortable, as they were quite surprised with the amount of curses present.
marri sighed.
"yūji, you need to understand that other than papa, uncle nanamin's the only man in my life. he's on such a high petal that—"
"pedestal", megumi interrupted.
"such a high pedestal that he's the number one in my life", marri continued.
the girl's words made no sense to itadori.
before the boy could question the little girl anymore, marri heard the doorbell ring, to which she had hastily bounced off the couch and swung open the door so aggressively, the door handle nearly slammed against the wall.
"UNCLE NANAMIN!! YOU'RE HERE, YOU'RE HERE!!", marri squealed, jumping up and down as nanami picked the little girl up.
"indeed. have you all been waiting long?", the blonde man asked.
"ye—"
"NO! YOU'RE RIGHT ON TIME; PERFECT!", marri smiled, physically glowing as she tightly hugged nanami.
"should we eat dinner first or—"
"LET'S OPEN PRESENTS!! GO SIT ON THE COUCH UNCLE NANAMIN!! YOU GET MY PRESENT FIRST", marri exclaimed as she was then placed on her feet as she dragged the man towards where she was sitting.
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as everyone gathered, marri twirled around a bit as she picked up the first box and skipped over to nanami like an elf delivering santa's presents.
the girl anxiously awaited nanami to open his present as she fiddled with her fingers.
nanami's eyes ever so slightly widened.
"you got me five gucci ties, specially imported from america?"
everyone nearly choked on their spit as marri nodded.
"yep!! do you like it?", marri asked, her eyes twinkling with expectation as nanami nodded, cracking a tiny smile.
"thank you, marri", nanami said as he patted the girl's head.
"okay!! next up is goomi and mr. tōji! you two have matching presents, so you have to open it at the same time", marri instructed, to which the two fushiguros glanced at each other before ripping the wrapping paper.
opening the box, it revealed two identical albums with pictures of the three together. though there wasn't much, the first two pages were filled with cute curse stickers and the best writing marri could muster.
"I hope you two like it", marri smiled, to which tōji wasn't sure how to react meanwhile megumi had cleared his throat, covering the lower half of his face.
"it's great marri. thank you", the dark-haired boy mumbled out.
"AWWWW!! GOOMI'S BLUSHINGGGG~", itadori teased, nudging the male and making him annoyed.
"I'M NOT!"
"anyways, noba you're next", marri said, as she continuously handed out gifts and awaited for them to open it.
hanami greatly appreciated his gift as he got some sunflower seeds and a bag of fertilizer.
inumaki revived a skirt and a few varieties of hair clips, not knowing whether he should be thankful or not.
even ijichi got a special present of a handmade card and a new suit, since marri knew her father always troubles the man.
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"marri, I love you so much!!", itadori cried, as snot had started slipping out of his nostrils.
"I...I can't believe you got me a jennifer lawrence cutout...and it's limited edition too", the pink-haired boy sobbed.
"no worries yūji!! if anything, jennifer will forever be by your side just like s'kuna and I", marri smiled, making itadori nod as satoru then pouted.
"but marri, where's my present?", the white-haired male asked.
"hm? oh, it's right here", marri said, handing the smallest box to her father as everyone curiously glanced over.
satoru happily hummed as he opened up the petite black box, to which there were two necklaces, but each had a side of a heart.
when pieced together, the heart said: best dad, better daughter.
satoru grinned as he planted kisses all over marri's face, making her embarrassed as she tried to run away.
"GOOMI, HELPPP!!", marri screamed, to which the male had pretended that he heard nothing, making marri gasp as the betrayal.
"AND TO THINK I HELPED YOU THUS FAR!", the little girl screamed as her cheeks were being squished together by her father.
satoru continued kissing the little girl as he also started tickling her, making her wheeze as she was saved by the (door)bell.
"I'LL GET IT!!", marri screamed as she hurried over to the door, swinging it open as she looked left, right, down, and up.
no one was there except for a perfectly wrapped present that was lying on the floor, making marri suspiciously pick it up as everyone else was busy snacking and chattering amongst themselves.
marri quietly ripped apart the beautiful green and white wrapping as she found a fresh notebook with the word curses written like a professional on the cover.
opening the square, leather notebook up, marri found rough sketches of curses of all different shapes and sizes, with the page filled with information beside the pictures.
"marri, who was it?", satoru called out.
marri snapped out of her trance as she sneakily slid the notebook under the fridge first.
"SANTA!"
everyone made a confused face as they watched the little girl close the door and skip back over towards them.
"should we start on dinner now?"
̍̊˙· 𓆝.° 。˚𓆛˚。 °.𓆞 ·˙‧̍̊
the dark-haired man smiled as he watched from afar, leaving the little gojō a notebook filled with all the curses he's ever encountered and manipulated.
"merry christmas, marri".
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