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Gojo's Fluff - Taking a bath

The bathroom is dimly lit by a few candles, soft jazz music in the background (you still couldn’t believe Gojo was into that) and the smell of roses filling the air.

Satoru hums softly as he finishes adjusting the temperature of the water. “You comfortable, babe?”, he muses in your ear before kissing your temple softly.

“Mhm.” You nod, a smile playing on your lips at the tender touch. His arms are lightly wrapped around your waist while he pulls you back against his muscular chest. A soft sigh escapes you as both of you let yourself float in the warm water, enjoying the moment to the fullest.

“You were right… baths are the best…” You mutter after a while, breaking the silence.

Satoru chuckles in response. “I told you if Japanese people are right about something, it’s that baths are the key to easing your soul. Especially if it’s with the strongest sorcerer in the world.”

He peppers a few kisses along your exposed neck to which you gently swat him away like he’s an overbearing gly. But you can’t suppress a soft smile. “Hold it, baby, we said only bathing.”

Satoru sighs dramatically, leaning back in the bath. “How am I supposed to survive that…? My cute girlfriend right in front of me… Oh, the world is so dark and cruel…” A mock sob escapes his lips as he whines like a left-alone puppy.

You sigh and turn around to him, the warm water lapping around your body. The movements cause a new wave of rose scent to fill the air.  He glances at you through a half lid eye to check if his antics worked.

“You’re impossible,” you whisper and cup his face gently, your thumb running over his cheek. Instead of the usual annoyance those words carry when targeted at Satoru, they are now filled with tender care.

“I think someone’s in love here~” He teases you with a smug grin and you chuckle, your head falling onto his chest.

“I’m not just in love, I’m absolutely smitten.”

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Gojo's Fluff - Stealing clothes

It’s a nice summer day and the sun is leaving her highest point in the sky already. Both of you decided on a lazy afternoon in his flat at Jujutsu Tech. Satoru glances over the edge of his laptop, hoping you won’t see him sneak a peek.

As usual, he wanted to grade papers and prepare some classes so both of you could spend the evening without work in the back of his mind. Which left you alone on the couch to read the new book you bought in town the other day. In his shirt. Wearing his boxers. You’re enveloped in things he owns. Clothes that carry his scent like a mark made of fabric that you’re his and his alone.

Goddammit, he’s losing his mind here. How do you manage to look so cute in something that almost swallows your frame completely? And the best part is when you move around a little and the shirt rides up your ass…

“Are you having trouble, Toru?”

His eyes snap open when your voice tears him out of his thoughts.

“No sweetheart, everything’s fine. I was just thinking about how to word this part in my report.”  He answers quickly with his usual charming smile that hopefully doesn’t give any thoughts away.

You nod, satisfied with his response and continue reading your book, changing your position so you’re lying on your stomach. Satoru isn’t sure if the universe is cursing or blessing him with the way he can see his boxers hug the curve of your bottom perfectly.

It’s not like he hasn’t planned this. No, Satoru purposefully left his shirt on the floor after changing out of his work clothes, hoping you would pick it up and wear it. He didn’t plan the boxers, you’ve never worn them before but fuck, they look breathtaking on you.

“You’re looking like a real snack there, baby.” He murmurs, biting his lip as his eyes rake over your body.

“I’m only wearing an old shirt and boxers. There’s nothing special about that.”

“My shirt and my boxers, baby. Don’t you feel sexy, wearing the strongest sorcerer’s clothes?”

You decide to humor him and turn onto your back, striking a sexy pose with your back arched and one leg up. “Am I a fitting girlfriend for the strongest sorcerer?” Satoru short circuits.

Before he knows it, his hand closes the open report on his laptop (didn’t even check if he saved it. probably gonna use some excuse to give the work to Ijichi later) and opens an online shop for male clothing. Something high end and expensive. He needs to stock up on shirts, boxers and hoodies, immediately.

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Gojo's fluff - Jealous bbg

“Where do you wanna go next, sugar?”, Satoru squeezes your hand gently as he navigates you through the busy crowds. “Mhm… wait, didn’t you wanna visit that new pastry shop?” His eyes light up at your words (though you can’t see it under the sunglasses) and he looks back down to smile at you. “I’d love that, pumpkin. But didn’t you want to look at a few handbags?”

You put a hand under your chin and think hard. “How about you choose us some stuff from that pastry shop, and I look at my handbags? We’re a little tight on time…” Satoru chuckles and leans down to murmur in your ear. “Sweetie, I can make some time if we need it… I don’t blame you for wanting to spend more time with the most handsome sorcerer in the world.”

 You snicker and shake your head. “It’s fine, I promise babe… you go get the pastries. See you in front of the handbag store?”

You exchange a tender kiss, the crowd disappearing as you share a moment of love before both of you leave in opposite directions.

Fifteen minutes later, Satoru is happily munching on another cupcake, some frosting smeared around his lips. He hums a little as he reaches in the bag for yet another cupcake, realizing he ate all of them except one.

“Damn… I better save at least one for her. She got so grumpy last time I ate them all…”

He scratches his head before adjusting the sunglasses on his nose. They were annoying but much more comfortable than the blindfold. Or god forbid, walking in this crowd with his eyes out. He would be exhausted before breakfast.

Finally, the store comes into sight and he immediately spots you standing inside. Right next to you… a salesman, his hand on your hip as he presents a handbag to you with a charming smile.

Satoru freezes, his hand tightening on the bag with cupcakes. A guy touching his girl? Hell no, not on his watch!

He enters the store, putting the most beautiful smile on his lips and lifting his sunglasses to reveal his stunning blue eyes. “Hello, sweetheart~”, he exclaims a bit too joyfully, his hand sneaking around your shoulders as he towers over the salesman.

The man takes a step back almost immediately and mumbles “I’ll check for the bag in your storage room.” Before hurrying away a bit too quickly.

You raise an eyebrow as you look up to Satoru. “That was for…?” He shrugs, trying hard to look unbothered. “Can’t I be happy to see my girlfriend? Anyways, we should really go before that guy comes back, sugar.” “Huh? But I want that bag-“ “Quick or I’ll eat the last cupcake!” “You ate the rest AGAIN?” Satoru laughs loudly as he pulls you out of the store, holding the bag with the cupcake over your head where you can’t reach it.

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Gojo's fluff - Cutie patootie mornings

The sun filters through the windows, casting a soft glow on your face. The birds outside are already awake, singing their songs with an intensity you could never understand. You groan a little and pull the blanket higher up your chin. A few more minutes of sleeping would be amazing…

Suddenly, the door swings open and Satoru steps in with a grin that’s way too bright for this sinful morning time. The tray of pancakes in his arms smells delicious though.

“Gooood morning, sweetheart!”, he says, his strong voice carrying through the room. It should be a crime to be this energetic at sunrise. “Mornin’.” You rub your eyes and sit up, a big yawn escaping your lips almost immediately.

“You know if you open your mouth any wider, you’ll swallow me whole.”, Satoru teases, setting the tray on the bedside table before plopping himself down next to you.

You roll over, wrapping a leg around his waist and pulling his head to your chest in an attempt to hold him in the bed. “Just five more minutes…”

He grins and wraps his arms around your hips in return. “You’ll have to pay a looooot of cuddle tax for that, baby. At least… 10 minutes.” You grunt and squeeze him, which he takes as an opportunity to bury his face in your chest.

“Did my tax rates go up again? Fine… We cuddle and I feed you those pancakes, deal? They smell delicious, by the way. Thank you, babe.”

Satoru just chuckles against your chest and you roll your eyes, though you can’t stop the sleepy smile tugging at your lips. He’s probably hiding the cutest expression ever, given how bad he is at taking gratitude from others.

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Gojo's Fluff - Kiss on his cheek

“You got everything? Your phone, your keys, your wallet?”, Satoru asks, his hands roaming over your hips to check your pockets. You were pretty sure he’s partially doing that to feel your curves, given how he’s squeezing them possessively.

“I have everything, babe, I promise. But I really need to go, Im running late.” You reply, reaching down to guide his hands off your hips. “Why’d you stop me; I was only checking if you have everything…”, he sighs dramatically while pouting like he’s a five year that got told ‘no more screentime!’.  You chuckle and squeeze his hands in response. “I appreciate that, I really do. But I swear if I don’t leave now, I’ll miss the train. Pinkie promises we can call later. I love you!”

But as you’re heading out the door, Satoru clears his throat, pointing at his cheek with a smug grin. “Didn’t you forget something?”

A smile creeps onto your lips. You quickly rush back to give him his well-deserved peck on the cheek. He never lets you leave the house before he gets those.

“That’s my girl. Make sure to check your phone, yeah?”

“Will do, baby. Miss you already!”

Satoru reluctantly lets you leave, his eyes following your retreating frame as long as possible.

“Me too. More than you can ever imagine.”

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Gojo's fluff - Midnight Laughs

The soft glow of the moon pours through the half-drawn curtains, casting a silvery halo around the room. Nestled under the thick blankets, you lay on your side, facing Satoru. His snow-white hair is tousled and a little flattened on one side from the pillow, which only made him look more real. His blindfold is off, revealing those stunning, mischievous blue eyes that you swore could see straight through your soul.

“You seriously told Nanami that the cursed spirit looked like a sad jellybean?” you ask, giggling into your pillow. Satoru’s grin widens as he props his head on his hand, elbow sinking into the mattress. “I did! And he gave me the look. You know the one…like I just personally insulted his entire family lineage.”

You snort. “You kind of did. Jellybean?”

“I stand by it. It was wobbly and weird and vaguely threatening. Like if a jellybean grew legs and had abandonment issues.”

You burst out laughing, burying your face against his chest as your shoulders shake. He wraps an arm around you easily, fingers drawing lazy circles along your back.

“You’re ridiculous,” you mumble against him, still trying to catch your breath. He tilts your chin up, lips brushing against your forehead.

“And yet, here you are, choosing to spend every night with this ridiculousness.”

You look up at him, smiling. “Yeah. I must be cursed.”

Satoru gasps dramatically. “A curse? Babe, I am a blessing. Like… a limited edition gachapon prize. Rare, sparkly, annoying.”

“You forgot loud.”

“Loud and lovable.”

You hum, leaning in close until your noses touch. “Well… I do love you. Even when you’re being a total goof.”

Satoru’s voice drops to a warm whisper as he kisses your temple. “I love you more. Even when you hog the blanket and steal my shirts.”

“You literally own a thousand brands.”

“And yet… I only want the ones you take,” he teases, pulling you closer.

You snuggle deeper into him, your heart filled with warmth, a smile still tugging at your lips as the room grows quieter. Only the sound of your shared breaths and an occasional sleepy giggle fills the star lit darkness.

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Gojo fluff- Missing you while he's on a mission

 It’s already late at night when Satoru closes his eyes in the backseat of Ijichi’s car. The rain pounds urgently against the windows, as if telling him to come out and enter the busy world again. It’s only a small break, a few quiet minutes before his next mission.

The phone in his pocket whispers to him, urging him to pull it out. He stares at your contact for a short moment but ultimately decides against calling you. Chances are too high you’re already asleep and he doesn’t want to wake you up again. Instead, he just sends a short message.

‘Missing you so much, sleepyhead. Sweet dreams and keep the bed warm for me <3’

Satoru leans back and closes his eyes again. Fuck, he would kill to be with you right now, telling stupid jokes, talking or just cuddling. He loves nothing more than the cuddle sessions you have in bed before sleeping.

Finally, he can’t take it anymore and pulls the phone out once more. But instead of opening the contacts, his thumb hovers over a folder in his gallery. A folder filled to the brim with pictures you took together.

The first one already puts a smile on his face – a selfie of you and him on your latest date at a café. He can still taste the strawberry vanilla cake on his tongue though he has a feeling it only tasted so good because you fed it to him.

The second picture forces him to suppress a chuckle. You didn’t know this, but Satoru loved taking pictures while you didn’t look. At first, he did it to mess with you and own some silly pictures as blackmail. But he quickly realized he couldn’t even tease you when you looked so beautiful in all of them.

Even the dumbest pictures stirred something in his heart because they were so you that he couldn’t help himself. It almost makes him feel like you’re there with him, in that car on the way to another annoying mission. The thought soothes his yearning heart, even if just a little.

Satoru gets pulled out of his memories as the car comes to a stop, the tires screeching against the wet street surface. He quickly pockets his phone before Ijichi can see the pictures but the smirk on his face gives him away anyways. He can never hide how he feels about you.

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