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It is CANON gojo is STRAIGHT. Gege said in an interview in Japan he is ONLY into females AND it’s shown in the manga and anime.

It is CANON geto is STRAIGHT. Gege said in an interview in Japan he is ONLY into females mainly shy ones AND it’s shown in the manga and anime.

It is CANON Gojo and Geto are best friends who saw each other as BROTHERS. Gege CONFIRMED this and it’s shown in the manga and anime. 

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imagine gojo being like really touch starved.. extremely touch starved too

hi anon srry for the late reply D: school is very hectic

w/c: 930

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Satoru, being the prodigy of the Gojo clan, was always given certain expectations in his life. Don’t do this, don’t do that. He could’ve dealt with that, sure, but you know what he really craved? A real human connection. Something raw and beautiful. Then he met you. You were so.. Bright. You brought colour into his world, taught him love and affection. Now of course, this change didn’t happen overnight. When you first met Satoru, 15 years old, he was.. Eccentric. You wouldn’t describe him as reserved, definitely not. But you could tell there was a lot he was hiding. Satoru remembers the first time he really felt your touch, at 17.

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As the sunset over Tokyo Jujutsu Tech, you and Satoru strolled out of the main building of the school, a new couple who decided to get into all sorts of trouble. You two kept giggling as he dragged you off to a little secluded spot, “Suguru and I discovered this place back in first year,” he whispered, “I think you’d like it, Y/n.” He laid down his jacket on a patch of grass, sitting down and patting the spot next to him. This was incredibly nerve wracking for Satoru, you’d only been dating for a few weeks, and now you’d be sitting so close to him! Something people didn’t know about Satoru was that he loved those silly romcoms, always wondered how it would feel to have his soulmate, touching them, knowing them, loving them. That was definitely you. But how was he supposed to initiate that with you? What if you also saw him as the strongest, someone who didn’t need anyone else? 

“Satoru? Are you okay?” your soft voice reached his ears, the tips of them turning pink as he realised your proximity,

“I-I’m okay.. What do you think of this spot, Y/n?”

“It’s really nice!” you nodded before resting your head on his shoulder. Satoru tensed up, “S-shit, sorry! Was that too soon?” Great, well done, Satoru, he thought, now she probably thinks you’re some kind of freak…

“Sorry, Y/n.. I’m not that used to this yet..”

“Oh, that’s okay!” Satoru let out a sigh of relief at your words, a blush burning across his cheeks as you held his hand and gave him that stupid - utterly beautiful - smile. “We can get through this together!” Yeah, he was gonna fall for you hard.

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That was 10 years ago. Now you and Satoru are 27, happily married and insanely in love. You opened the door to your shared home, calling out, “Honey? I’m back!!” and in an instant, Satoru was there, his arms snaking around your waist as if it was second nature, and pressing tons of tiny kisses to your face. You laugh, hugging him back, “How was your day, ‘Toru?” you untangled from him just for a second - enough to elicit a small whine from your puppy dog of a husband -  to take off your jacket then hold his hand, kissing his cheek in greeting.

“Baby, I really think you need to quit your job to stay home with me to cuddle all day,” Satoru pouted. He would never get tired of your little routine, you getting home after him, him encouraging (pestering) you to leave your work for him. 

“‘Toru, that feels counterproductive, we work at the same place. You’d see me even less if I quit my job,” you laughed, which made him slightly sulky, because why would you give a logical response instead of saying ‘of course, my beautiful ‘Toru, love of my life, let’s just run away together’ or something?  

And as this silly little greeting ends, Satoru makes sure to spend the rest of your time together lounging in the comfort of your home by showering you in all the love he could. Holding your hand whenever he could, and if he couldn’t, you would be sure to find his hand somewhere else - your back, your head, fiddling with strands of your hair, wherever. He was so obsessed with kissing you - in fact he loved to kiss you while you spoke, and you never minded the interruption. It was always little things with Satoru, you noticed over the years. He loved to touch you, it felt like he was healing something deeper inside of him.

Now this was not to say that you didn’t reciprocate Satoru’s affections, because you definitely did. Your favourite pastime was Satoru laying on your chest while you played with his hair, kissing his forehead and murmuring sweet nothings to him for hours until one of you fell asleep. 

On this particular evening, Satoru had the genius idea to make you dinner (order your favourite takeout) while you binged your comfort show together. You were sitting on his lap, his fingers drumming against your waist while you both ate. As he got sleepier, Satoru started burying his head in your neck, nuzzling against the soft skin and kissing it, “Baby.. I love you..” he mumbled, shutting his eyes and breathing the scent of you. 

“I love you more, honey. Are you too tired to watch?” a sleepy hum left his lips as you both shifted, curling up in a more comfortable position on the couch. Satoru had you on his side, your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. You fell asleep like that, entangled in each other’s arms.

Satoru had missed out on a lot growing up, and you were glad you’d have the next few decades to show him how beautiful life could be.

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a/n: this was super rushed cos i forgot about it then wrote it at 1am😅

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satoru helping you study <3

w/c: 690

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You slump down next to your boyfriend, groaning quietly and dropping your head on his shoulder, “‘Toru. I don’t wanna study,” you began, ignoring his curious look, “let’s ditch this and go get kikufuku!” Playing at his weakness had to work, right?

“Baby.. we need to study..” this was definitely not the Satoru you knew.

“Whattt?! What happened to the Satoru who distracted me 24/7 and literally dragged me away from the library a few weeks ago?” 

“Well, my dear Y/n,” Satoru mused, putting on a holier than thou act, “I have realised that it is my duty, as your loving, amazing, perfect, handsome - did I mention perfect? - boyfriend, to make sure you do not fail your finals!” he declared, grinning at you.

“You’re joking.” In reality, you were relieved. You had been feeling like your grades were dropping recently, and it devastated you. You? Y/n? It was horrible, so yeah, thank god Satoru was there to help you.

“Oh, on the contrary, baby, I am being 100% serious! How about this, for every page of notes you complete, I give you a kiss,” Satoru grinned at your tired look before continuing, “and with every chapter you finish, we can take a small break and I’ll buy you stuff from the bakery?” It sounded tempting, you will admit. 

“Okay. Fine..” 

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It had been a good hour, and you were about to finish your chapter. Satoru, true to his word, kissed you - multiple times - every time you completed a page. As you wrapped up, you looked up to see him staring at you, a dopey lovesick look on his face.  

“Satoru?” 

“Mhm.. What's up, baby?” fuck, his voice was like honey. He was definitely trying to drive you crazy on purpose. 

“I finished the chapter. Let’s go to the bakery!” you beamed at him, praying for the sweet release of getting away from the law.. It wasn’t that you didn’t like your degree.. It’s just that lawmaking was a really dull topic.

“Hmmm…” Satoru peeked over at your notes, before mirroring the huge smile on your face and quietly cheering as he wrapped his arms around you, “Yay!!! My baby is the smartest ever!” That certainly motivated you, hearing Satoru praise you like that and look so proud.. Yeah, you could get used to that. 

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As you and Satoru enter the bakery, you spot many of your favourite desserts and link your arm with his, giving him puppy dog eyes, “‘Toruuuuu~?” he chuckled, used to your antics,

“Yes, Y/n, I will buy you anything you want, you know that.” 

Satoru pays for all the pastries you picked out for you both, leading you over to a comfy booth in the back corner of the cafe. “Since my girl has worked so diligently,” he murmured in your ear, “I think she deserves some extra kisses,” Now, Satoru was definitely not being subtle, he was the clingiest man to walk the planet. But who were you to judge? You loved his affections and loved reciprocating them even more. 

“Oh, really? Extra kisses all for me?” you giggled, going along with the light atmosphere. 

“Of course.. I can’t go too long without feeling you, baby, or I might die,” he sighed dramatically, sitting next to you. He held your hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing it gently. He moved on to kissing your face, smirking at the giggles that spilled from your lips before landing a big exaggerated smooch! on your lips. 

“You know, if I knew I would get this kind of treatment when we went on study dates, I’d be way more motivated.” 

“Well then, I better treat you to these study dates more often, huh?”

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He stayed true to his word, Satoru helped you study diligently through the entire finals season, resulting in you getting As all across the board! 

“Now that I helped you study.. Don’t you think I deserve a little reward too?” Satoru wiggled his brows at you suggestively, a cheeky smirk on his face.

 It was safe to say that Satoru was more than satisfied with this reward for helping you.

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a/n: i lowkey hated this one but anyways..! for @cc1306 <3 i hope you like babes :3

also can you tell this is really self indulgent..

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i love writing gojo fics hes so dear to me.. if anyone sees this can you send recs to me :333

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footballplayer!gojo confessing to his best friend :3

wc: 1.7k

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It’s Friday night, and you swear you feel like you should be anywhere else, but no, your best friend Satoru just had to drag you out to his game, it was “the final game of the season” or something. You don’t know, you honestly weren’t listening. It’s not that you don’t love Satoru, you do, really. It’s just.. Sports were never your thing. But you were still here to support him (and ogle him while he runs around all sweaty…). 

“Hi, Y/n!” Satoru bounded up to you, a huge grin on his face, “are you excited for the game?”

“Of course, ‘Toru. I hope you win!!” you beam back at him, not noticing the slight flush on his cheeks when he sees you smile so sweetly, just for him.

“I always win, you know. I’m the star of this team.”

“Yeah, yeah.. Your head is getting too big.”

“What?!?! That’s ridicul- what?” Satoru turns around, annoyed at the interruption,  “Oh.. Bye, Y/n!! I’ll see you after the game!!” He looks like he wants to say something, or do something, before he leaves but he gives you an awkward smile and runs off.

Maybe you do like football after all. Watching Satoru getting all riled up.. It was really doing something to you.. What? What are you thinking, Y/n?! That’s your best friend!! You shove your thoughts back down, shaking your head and focusing on the game, on him. God, he looks so.. Delicious.. Sweat dripping down his forehead, panting like that.. Oops, he’s looking at you. You wonder if he could feel your stare.. 

Satoru thinks he might just go insane. He’s so distracted, how can he focus when you’re right there? Watching him? He’s felt your intense gaze all night and honestly? He’s worried he’s disappointing you. The self-proclaimed “star of the team” is worried that his best friend (crush) is gonna be disappointed. He turns around for a split second, making eye contact with you and he feels his cheeks heat up as you cheer and wave at him. Fuck, she’s so cute.

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It’s the end of the game, and Satoru can’t help himself, it’s like there’s an otherworldly force pulling him towards you, “So? What did you think? Are you gonna finally fall for the sexy football player?” he gives you a cheeky smirk, flexing his muscles teasingly,

“What?” 

“I’m joking, sweets.” Can he tell how hard you’re blushing right now? “But really, w-what did you think?”

“Umm.. you did really well…” Why were you both acting so shy? It’s just you and Satoru. You smack his arm playfully, laughing, “Why do you care what I think, huh?” anything to get rid of the awkwardness.. 

“I don’t! Shut up.. I just.. I was curious, okay?” his cheeks were burning red, a small scowl on his face. You giggle, way too amused by his sudden shyness,

“Don’t worry, ‘Toru, I thought you were perfect! I don’t know much about football.. But you guys won, right? So you must’ve done great!” your smile is contagious, Satoru grins again, picking you up and spinning you around,

“Hell yeah we won! And it’s all thanks to the great Satoru Gojo!” he gently puts you back down, starting to pose in the stupidest positions, eliciting more laughter to spill from your lips. 

“You’re so dumb..”

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About an hour later, you and Satoru are in his car, huddled up in the backseat, because, of course, he wants to watch a movie in his car with you before the night ends. Who needs a cinema when you have Satoru, right? You’re practically on his lap, and it all feels so natural. And it is. It’s always like this with Satoru, his presence is so familiar and comforting. You both click together like puzzle pieces, and everything feels right. You ignore the fluttering in your chest, telling yourself it’s just the smell of his cologne or his freshly shampooed hair. He wraps his arms around your waist, yawning quietly before murmuring, “are you okay? You seem distracted, we can go home if you like." He's so considerate. It takes every fiber of your being not to kiss him. You turn around, straddling him and smiling,

“Hi, ‘Toru.” he chuckles,

“Hey, sweets,”

“You really were cool out there today..” you mumble, heat creeping up your neck as you watch that smile blossom on his face. Not the usual cocky, smug smirk, but a genuine smile.

“You think so? Honestly..” he begins, leaning back a little and closing his eyes, “I was really nervous.”

“How come? I thought you loved football, and that you were ‘the greatest player ever.’” He smirks faintly at your over top of the imitation of him, shaking his head.

“Yeah. I am. But I was nervous because you were there..” his voice grows softer as he gazes at you, “I mean, it was your first time watching me.. And I don’t know.. I guess I really wanted to impress you, Y/n.” you’re shocked, literally speechless. What was he trying to say? You give him a look, silently urging him to continue. He laughs softly, tilting his head, “you still don’t get it? I really like you, Y/n, in fact, I think I may love you. You’re so sweet, kind, smart, and beautiful.. everything. I wake up thinking about you, you don’t understand how nervous I felt this morning. I was praying with everything in me that I wouldn’t mess up and you’d think I was some kind of loser,” he laughs again, before looking out the window, his cheeks burning red in the dim light, “don’t you see that you drive me crazy? I’m always thinking about you, wondering how you’re doing. I want to share everything with you.” 

You kiss him before you can even register what’s happening, your lips pressing onto his, your hands cupping his cheeks. He doesn’t waste a second, kissing you back just as gently, a soft exhale escaping his lips as the kiss gets deeper. You both get more passionate, you’re wrapping your arms around his neck as he pushes his tongue into your mouth. Eventually you pull away, a dopey grin on your face, “I like you too, Satoru, so much.” He kisses you again, pulling you close once more. Your lips mold together so perfectly, as if you were made for this, made for each other. As the kiss gets deeper, he starts tugging at your shirt, breaking the kiss for a second to pull it over your head, a string of saliva connecting you both. 

“You’re beautiful..” he whispers, “are you sure this is okay?” 

“Of course I am.. I-I’ve wanted this for a long time too..” you clumsily fumble with his shirt, pulling it off him, your hands immediately feeling his chest. You always knew Satoru was in shape, but he was so handsome. His body was.. Unreal. There was no other way to describe it. 

“You seem to be enjoying yourself,” he quips, cocky as ever. 

“So do you,” It’s not like you hadn’t noticed the way he was practically drooling over your tits, and you grin, “I know you want to.” He immediately starts feeling and squeezing them through your bra, fuck, you wish you wore something more sexy tonight. 

“C-can I take it off, baby, please..?” Something about the desperation in Satoru’s voice is so attractive, you feel yourself getting wetter by the second. You nod, because who were you not to indulge in Satoru’s every request? He makes quick work of your bra, latching onto one of your nipples like a man starved, feeling his dick harden at the whimpers that fall from your lips.

“S-satoru..” you whine, grinding on his thigh, needing to feel him, “Don’t tease, please..” that’s all it takes for him, he moves you around, laying you on your back as he frees his cock. Your eyes widen, because wow. Satoru is big. He looks down at you nervously, mumbling, “umm.. T-this is my first time..” and again, your eyes widen. You didn’t expect Satoru to be a virgin. 

“Me too..”

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Satoru pushes into you gently, afraid to hurt you, “Are you okay..? D-does it hurt?” he exhales in relief as you shake your head, continuing deeper as he bottoms out. He tenses at your gasp, trying his hardest to not move until you tell him to. As soon as you nod, he starts thrusting, setting a fast pace, panting heavily. You’re moaning into his ear, your nails digging into his back and he swears he’s in heaven. He kisses your tits, neck, jaw and finally your lips, murmuring sweet nothing against them, “Fuck, I love you, baby. You feel so good.. Fuck..” 

“‘Toru…” you whine, eyes rolling back, “feels so good.. Need you..” 

Satoru’s thrusts get more frantic as he feels himself getting close, he squeezes your tits, pinching your nipple and loving the way your face contorts in pleasure. “Baby, I’m gonna come.. Shit… she’s gripping me so tight.” he groans, 

“Oh my god, Satoru!” your orgasm hits you hard, you grab onto his shoulders, eyes rolling back as your pussy clenches around his cock. He laughs breathlessly, 

“God, baby, you’re so sexy, you know that..?” he’s panting harder and then he pulls out, stroking himself until he comes all over you, painting your stomach and tits in his seed. 

He smiles down at you, cupping your cheeks and praising you lovingly, “you did so well, Y/n. You’re amazing.” he grabs his jacket from behind him, gently cleaning you up, pressing little kisses all over your body. You sit up, a little dazed before hugging him tight, 

“I love you too, ‘Toru.” He kisses you properly, pouring all his emotions into you before pulling back and finally tidying you up. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that.” he chuckles, kissing your cheek. It was like he was addicted to you already. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to do that!” you giggle, climbing back onto his lap. 

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You two stay like that for a while before he drives you home, kissing you one last time with the most lovesick smile, “Will you be my girlfriend, Y/n?”

Spoiler: you said yes.

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a/n: so this was my first time writing smut and im pretty sure this sucks ass but yeah.. i hope you guys enjoy :p

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toru taking care of his sweet girl on her period ^3^

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“Satoruuuuuu!!!!” ah. He knew it was coming… The great evil… Your period.

How did he know? Well, Satoru knew you like the back of his hand. there was a slight whininess to your voice, and Satoru, always so observant, knew exactly what it meant. He rushed to the kitchen, grabbing supplies for his dearest.

“Baby! Your knight in shining armour is here-“ uh oh.. It was one of those moods. “Hey, hey, sweetheart, it’s okay. tell old ‘Toru what happened.” He got into bed with such gentleness, as if trying not to break you. You’re sniffling, immediately latching onto the 6’3 man, trying to merge with him.

“I-I saw a video of you when you were a baby! You were soooo cute!!!” What? Satoru chuckles, a little incredulously before patting your head and smirking,

“Well, baby, why does that make you wanna cry, hmm? We can always have a baby, yknow, my genes will totally dominate yours~” oops. Maybe he shouldn’t have said that..

“Whatttt?!!!?!?!? You wanna have a baby with me?” you’re on the verge of sobbing, hopeful tears glimmering in your waterline as you grip Satoru so hard. He smiles, cupping your cheeks and cooing,

“Of course I wanna have a baby with you, sweets,” god, Satoru needs to marry you now, get you pregnant, buy a house together, all of it. But maybe now isn’t the time.. “But, baby, we have ages before that,” he flicks your forehead gently, “Why are you crying over silly things like this?”

“Cos.. you were so cute.. and you’ll never be like that again… and I wanna look after you and keep you away from everything..” that makes Satoru laugh more, his eyes crinkling at your sweetness,

“Baby, that’s so silly!! It's my job to look after you. And don’t you worry about me, I'm the strongest.” ..and you’re crying again.

“You’re so sweet!!!! What’s wrong with you? Why can’t you let me take care of youuuuu?!!?!?” You’re wailing. You’re wailing about him. With every second, Satoru falls more in love with you.

“You’re so silly, you know. Come here, baby,” he presses a flurry of kisses all over your face, temple, hair, laughing softly, “My silly girl, you always take care of me, and I appreciate you so much, you know that? And why wouldn’t I be sweet to you? You’re my baby,” he’s grinning so hard, his cheeks hurt. How did he get so lucky?

“I’m not silly…” you pout, offended at the mere thought of you being anything less than sane and reasonable,

“Yeah… totallyyyy not silly.. You’re so cute, crying over all this, y’know? Little crybaby,” Satoru really can’t help it, it’s in his DNA to tease you. It’s also in his DNA to make you happy, so like the genius he is, he decides to try to make you laugh.

“Wait here, sweets, I forgot your stuff in the kitchen,” he gets up, walking towards the kitchen, and then he.. Slips..? Satoru falls to the ground, so convincingly that he almost fools you. Almost.

“‘Toru? Are you okay?” you ask in between your laughs,

“Arghhhhh!!!!!! Baby!!!!!! It hurts so much!!!!! I’m wounded!!!!!!!” Satoru whines dramatically, clutching his knee. You get out of the bed, sitting next to him.

“No, you’re not!!” you’re laughing so hard, Satoru loves it, he wants to savour that look on your face forever. The way your eyes crinkle, how big your grin is because of him. But Satoru isn’t that sweet, of course not (he is). But there’s always room for mischief. Large fingers find your ribcage, tickling you mercilessly, “SATORU! STOPPPP!!!!!” your laugh. Fuck, your beautiful laugh. Can Satoru stay in this moment forever? He stops eventually, of course, he isn’t that evil.

“You’re so ticklish~” he teases as he scoops you up and dumps you into the soft pillows and bedsheets, “Okay, seriously, I’ll be right back,” and he is, he brings the ultimate care package of everything you like - snacks, a hot water bottle, the fluffy blanket from the couch, and of course, unlimited cuddles.

Satoru’s so in love that he would take care of you forever, if you’d let him. No matter how bad it gets, Satoru will be there, supplies at the ready to make sure his sweet girl is given the comfort and care she deserves.

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a/n: missing satoru hours.. my friend requested this!

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hi this is my first time writing fanfiction ! i hope it’s good and you like it !! <3

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“Satoru, I mean it, this mission is important,” Yaga sighed, rubbing his temples.

“..Yeah, baby.. What..? Of course I’m coming home tonight, silly girl.” Satoru spoke into the phone, evidently ignoring his boss’ words.

“Gojo.”

“Bye, baby, the old man is starting again..” he giggled, mischief radiating off of him, “I love you more!! No, I do!!” It’s hard to believe that this is a 28 year old man.

“Finally. Satoru, this mission will be taking you abroad for 2 weeks-”

“No.” That was ridiculous! 2 weeks away from you, the love of his life?! Yaga must be going senile, he thought.

“What do you mean ‘no’? Satoru, you do not have a choice. We have no one else as experienced to take this mission.”

“I don’t care. I won’t leave my wife for 2 whole weeks!”

“She can’t come with you, we need her here, please understand.”

After a few hours (10 minutes, actually) of bickering, Satoru slumped out of Yaga’s office, defeated. This is an outrage! How could the higher ups send him on such a long mission so so so far away from you? He thinks he’s going to die right there and then.

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“Baby!! Your precious ‘Toru is home!” Satoru sang as he flung the front door open, only to find the room.. Empty? “Baby? Y/n?” Well that’s disappointing. His eyes shot towards a little note on the kitchen island, written in your beautiful handwriting, he can practically hear your sweet voice as he reads it, “Toru, I went out with Shoko for a bit, I’ll be home around 8! I left some food in the fridge and a surprise in the cabinets!” that’s even more disappointing.. He wanted to spend the whole night with you before he had to leave.

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“Hi, ‘Toru!! What’s up, did you see my note?”

“Y-Y/nnn… cough cough I feel so.. Heuruhghhhhhh” Satoru groaned dramatically into the phone, hopefully this would work, right? You’ve rushed home for much less important reasons before.

“Satoru?! What happened? Did you get hurt on a mission?” tons of concerned questions come barreling into Satoru’s ears as a wide grin spreads on his face.

“Baby.. I need you.. Come home please..” he kept up the act, praying you’d cave.

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Around half an hour later, you rush into the house, immediately being met with your big clingy man latching onto your waist, pushing his face into your stomach and nuzzling there. “What happened? Baby, I was so worried!” you stroke his hair gently, a frown forming on your face. He peeks up at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes before coughing dramatically once more, “Y/nnnn…. My sweet Y/nnieee…. I think I’m dying.”

“Stop that,” you swat his head lightly, shaking yours, “What happened, ‘Toru?” he finally lifts his head up sheepishly, slumping onto the ground, “Um.. I may not be as sick as I said,” shit, not that look, “No baby, listen! Umm… Uh..” he stands up, giving you a tight hug and burying his head in your neck, whispering out a quick, “Ihavetogoonamissionfortwoweeks”

“What? ‘Toru, quit that mumbling,” you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck in return, never one to deny him.

“I have a 2 week long mission, baby.. I’m sorry, I tried to fight it..” his chest goes tight as he feels you deflate, a sigh escaping your pretty lips, “Oh.. it’s okay, ‘Toru, it’s not your fault,” Well at least you’re not mad.. That’s good.. Except it’s not. He knows that you hate being away from him as much as he hates being away from you. You’re practically each other’s lifelines, for heaven’s sake! The higher ups are clearly plotting against you..

“Honey?” Oh. He realises he must’ve gotten lost in his thoughts as you were speaking.

“Sorry, sorry, what did you say?”

“I said, do you want to have a movie night tonight? We should spend as much time as we can together before you leave!” yup, you’re his soulmate, definitely.

“I was thinking the exact same!!”

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A hot shower, lots of giggling and a quick dinner later, you’re both cuddled together on the couch, deciding on what movie to watch, “I should pick, since I’m the one leaving!” Satoru sings, attempting to grab the remote from you,

“Absolutely not. I should choose since you’re leaving me, you’re going to the States, for heaven’s sake!” your rebuttal was pretty good.. Probably.. Satoru got distracted, but it’s not his fault! He was too distracted by the way you looked with your hair up, your features more prominent from the low light of the TV.

“Umm.. you know what, you can choose, baby. After all, I am the perfect husband who would never deny his lovely wife anything she wants.”

“Don’t try to butter me up, ‘Toru, I’m still mad,” but you weren’t, not really. How could you be mad when Satoru was already feeling so guilty?

“Hmm.. let’s watch.. Your name!”

“We’ve watched that so many times, Y/n…”

He didn’t really mind, he wasn’t going to be watching much anyways. Why would he waste his time watching a movie when you were right in front of him? He spent the hours watching you, noticing every movement you made, the way your eyes brightened every time something romantic happened, the way you cuddled closer to him when something sad happened.. You get the point. Satoru felt like the luckiest man in the world, he was given the chance to witness something much better than anything produced by the best, he had his wife. Everyday he was given the chance to study you, learning something new at every moment, committing it to memory, intently listening to every word you say, no matter how insignificant.

“‘Toru? You’re doing that thing again!” you’re pouting at him, and fuck, he thinks he might die right there because you’re honestly the most adorable thing he’s ever seen.

“What thing?”

“You’re staring at me with that weird look on your face!” then you soften, beaming at him, “You’ve given me that look for the past, what? 10 years? You’re soooo in love with me!!” yeah, he was.

“Of course I am, silly. Why else would I marry you?” How many times have you two had this conversation? This silly back and forth about him staring at you, loving you, whatever. Satoru doesn’t think he’ll ever be tired of it.

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“Zzzzz…” You’re so cute when you sleep. Fuck, he wants to squeeze you or something.

“Baby..” he whispers, a small pout on his lips, “baby, wake up, I’m leaving tomorrow!”

You open an eye, your lips mirroring the same pout on his, “‘Toru… I don’t want you to go..!” Shit, Satoru is so, so tempted to call Yaga and tell him to stick the mission up his ass when he sees the sadness in your eyes, the tears glistening in your eyes, he thinks he might cry too. How could he leave you all alone for 2 weeks? Well, maybe not alone alone.. But without him!

“I-I don’t wanna go either, baby! I wish I could stay here with you forever..” His eyes are literally welling up, what has gotten into him? He knew he was whipped, but wow, he’s crying at this? You wrap your arms around him tight, your tone a little whiny,

“‘Don’t go. Please.” Okay. Satoru decides that he won’t go, not when you’re asking so sweetly.

“No, Satoru. You can’t get out of this, I already said. And do not call me at 1 in the morning!” Yaga’s tired grumble comes through the phone, the man clearly sick of Satoru’s antics already.

“Please, Yaga, don’t send Satoru, there must be someone else who can take the mission.”

“Y/n, please do not join in with this, it’s hard enough to get Satoru to go on missions in the first place.”

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“Oh my god, okay. I’ll try to ask Yuki or someone. You two are ridiculous.” Maybe he was right, but Satoru didn’t care. When it came to you, he wouldn’t mind being considered insane just so he could spend every waking minute with you.

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a/n: i reread this and there’s barely any plot oopsss 😓😓 hopefully its still good