Satoru Gojo

The apartment door made a quiet click, immersing you in the world of home comfort. Tiredness weighed heavily on your shoulders, but it hadn’t had time to completely overwhelm you yet. You felt someone’s gaze upon you, warm and gentle. Turning around, you saw him: Gojo Satoru, leaning against the door frame, his blue eyes shining with a soft light. He smiled quietly, and in that smile there was so much love, so much tenderness, that all the tiredness immediately disappeared. Gojo raised his hand, inviting you to come closer. You walked over to him and he gently hugged you, holding you close to him. His warmth penetrated the thin sweater, dispelling the chill from your bones and filling you with peace.

“Welcome home, darling,” he whispered in your ear.

You closed your eyes, inhaling his scent, the scent of magic and tenderness that always calmed you. Gojo stroked your hair and you felt safe, like everything in the world was okay now.

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