GOJO SATORU (Oneshots/Scenarios)

S/O wiping Gojo's kiss

"(Y/N)", I'll be going now!" He says as he skips over to your figure, who is still lying in bed because today is your day off.

"Have a good day, Satoru" you reply sleepy. As Gojou leans down to give you a goodbye kiss. When your lips press together, your eyes droop closed. You can tell Satoru is trying to savor the moment as much as he can before he leaves. The moment he pulls away, he sees you use the back of your hand to wipe your mouth and lean back down to fall back into sleep.

"Did you just....?" Gojou whispers as his eyebrows furrow together, trying to make sense of the scene that had just occured. You try to contain your smile and feign innocence, not responding to him. He huffs and uses both his hands to cup your cheeks and presses a deeper kiss. Lingering a moment longer than before, before he pulls away. Once again he sees you use your hand to wipe your lips. Unable to contain your smile any longer, you look up to see him arms crossed, pouting at you.

"Why do you keep wiping your lips?" He whines like child who just got his candy taken away. "I don't know what you're talking about~" you reply sweety, as you snuggle more into your blankets.

"Are you mad at me (Y/N) chan? Did I do something wrong?" He asks, his pouting getting deeper. "I'm not at mad at you, you should get going now Satoru" you say as you flash a smile towards him, waving him off.

"No."

He suddenly gets on top of the bed and straddles you. You yelp at the sudden weight ーsurprised as you stare at him, waiting for him to make his next move. He pulls off his blindfold, showcasing his ocean blue eyes mixed with annoyance at you. He then grabs both your hands and pins them above your head. You try to struggle, trying to make him let go of your hands but his grip on you only tightens. He uses his blindfold to tie your hands together, your struggles were fruitless as he is much stronger than you are. Then effectively pinning your struggling form with one hand.

"Satoru, what are you doing..?" You say with hint of nervousness laced within, trying to smile up at him, fearing you might have crossed a line with your prank.

He doesn't respond as he leans down, so close that your foreheads are touching. He leans in closer to your lips but does not touch them. His blue eyes staring deeply into your own. Unable to form any words you just stare silently into his eyes, as if he'd put you into a trance. You feel your body grow lax under his weight, as he whispers against your lips....

"Be a good girl, and stay still."