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| satoru gojo x gn!reader. | warnings : cheeky gojo & potential grammar errors. | word count : 396.
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the doting white haired loves to be doted on.
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"(Y/N)!"
At the call of your name, you automatically turn your head over your shoulder — adjusting your gaze to the familiar figure that's suddenly right behind you. Startled by the sudden presence, you gasp, swivelling yourself around — lips parting open ready to scold when you suddenly halt.
Lips that're usually displaying a boyish grin flaunts with a pout — & usual neat spiky hair is all disheveled, cascading over the features of a familiar face.
"—What's wrong, Satoru?"
You ask in a hushed tone, eyebrows creasing. Your first instinct is to thoroughly examine his guise, & even though it's rare to see the man return with any injuries — small scratches & bruises still linger on him. He may be The Strongest™, & you believe strongly in his abilities but — even through all his immense teasing — you've made it a clear point that you always worry about his overall health.
"My head hurts. Really bad."
Being said, that particular point has Gojo soaring over the moon.
As the person he is, taking care of other people — having someone express the same sentiment to him feels all so euphoric. You make him feel so loved & safe, that he just can't bring to separate himself from you — you're his safe place.
"You could've stopped by Shoko's instead you know."
Gojo whines, pout deepening as he slinks his lanky figure down — his arms circling around your neck, pulling you into an embrace as he nudges his face into the crook of your neck. Completely trapped in his arms you let your body sag, willingly leaning into his embrace.
"She would just laugh at me, you know."
He murmurs, the corners of his lips tugging to an immediate smile when he feels gentle patting against his back. He loves it when you touch him — in both ways — because your warmth always seeps into his being & comforts him.
"Alright, alright. I'll take you over to my place, cook something up for you so you can take some medicine afterwards, and then you rest. How does that sound?"
Gojo chuckles against your neck, shifting his head so that he could peek at you.
"Really good."
But little did you know, this whole 'headache' ordeal is just an innocent sham of an act because Satoru Gojo loves it when you baby him.
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