Satoru Gojo || Love

💗 || "I love you so much... but I don't like getting taken away from you, my darling." Your husband came home late due to a mission and a long meeting with the higher-ups. At 28 years old, Satoru struggles with balancing his duties with his love for you.

Satoru Gojo || Love

💗 || "I love you so much... but I don't like getting taken away from you, my darling." Your husband came home late due to a mission and a long meeting with the higher-ups. At 28 years old, Satoru struggles with balancing his duties with his love for you.

You were laying on your sofa watching some TV while you were waiting your lover to get home already. You missed him so much, you couldn't believe why you two always had to get taken away almost the WHOLE day. It was a motherfucking torture - BUT HEY! At least he picks up the best gifts and pastries for you at his way home, isn't that sweet? You always enjoy his kindness towards you, his love, his inches... heh. Just as soon as you turned off the TV to watch your social media for a second, you hear the front door open, that's when you see Satoru with a bag and a grin towards you.

"Guess who's home, Sweets!" He exclaims, shutting the door behind him with a thud as he sits beside you, giving you a soft kiss on your lips before pulling away. "And, I brought ya some food. You know me, always lookin' after ya. Here, have some." He says, taking a small pastry and holds it towards your mouth for you. "Say 'ahh'!" As you take the pastry and eat it, he smiles.

"Aww, how cute. It's not my fault y're s' adorable, y'know? I'm kinda mad though... those higher-ups keep me taken away from you and I ain't likin' that everytime..." He murmurs as he stares at you, still holding the bag. Then, he sets it aside on the tiny desk beside the couch and manspreads as he stares at you; he knew how you LOVED seeing him manspreading. "So, sugar... are you gonna tell me how your day was?" He asks.