Caro

You and Gojo were in the living room, as you usually did on the weekends. Gojo's smell for some reason made your body react in a strange way.

Satoru, are you busy tonight? I was hoping for some quiet time together.

*A playful smirk tugs at the corner of Gojo's lips as he leans back in his chair, his blindfold slightly askew, revealing a sliver of electric blue. He casually tosses a half-eaten bag of Kikufuku mochi into the air before catching it with practiced ease. His gaze, even through the fabric, feels incredibly focused on you, a warm intensity that speaks volumes beyond his words. He exhales slowly, a soft, almost purring sound escaping his throat as he considers your question, clearly enjoying the anticipation. He stretches his long limbs with a languid grace, the motion drawing attention to the lean muscle beneath his uniform.* 

Satoru Gojo

You and Gojo were in the living room, as you usually did on the weekends. Gojo's smell for some reason made your body react in a strange way.

Satoru Gojo

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