#a little comfort for my favorite Jack in the box😊

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

Gojo who just loves to lay on top of you putting his face in your boobs, it’s become his comfort place. The warm flesh on his sort of cold face reminding him there’s always someone to come back to, especially after a particularly rough mission.

He slugs himself to your room dropping whatever he’s holding all throughout your apartment, promising to himself to pick it up later but right now he has to get to you.

He nudges open your door finding you at your desk, bonnet on your head and glasses sitting atop your nose focused on your computer, probably another assignment for work he thinks but he doesn’t really care until your voice pipes up. “Welcome back baby you took a little longer than normal so I decided to sta-” You’re cut off by the action of him pulling your chair out from the desk.

“What’s going on babe?” You’re shut up once again when he drops to his knees, the sound startling you, his arms wrapping around your waist and he just looks so tired. “I just missed you… had a tough day.” He mutters before placing his head in your breasts and you can do nothing but pull him in tighter, running your fingers through his hair, making his shoulders drop but never loosening his grip.

And he takes in a deep breath, the smell of you and home washing away the day he’s had little by little, and you both stay there for a while because he knows he’s with you and you’re safe.

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅