JJK x Reader One Shots

Overwork [Gojo Satoru x Reader] (AU!)

warning : none | characters in the story are 21+

It had been the first time in a long time that he looked peaceful. He groaned softly in his slumber, tossing and nuzzling his head to be more comfortable.

Your heart ached for the love of your life. He had been submerged in books and loose papers and computer research for the past week, hardly getting a blink of sleep and living off of pot after pot of coffee.

You hated to have to wake him during one of the only peaceful moments he had to himself, but he had grumbled about how he was required to finish the assignment before noon and would appreciate it if you woke him up gently instead of having a blast of noise in his ear.

Gently turning towards him, you pressed your lips to his temple and brushed away a few strands of his hair. "Satoru? Satoru, wake up..." you hummed softly into his ear.

Instead of responding to your plea, he muttered some nonsense and buried his head into the plush snow-colored pillow, resembling the stubbornness of a small child. "No," he said, voice muffled by the pillow. You sighed and ran your fingers through his tresses.

Stretching your arms and legs, and letting out a loud groan you got out of bed ready to start your day.

He simply groaned and shifted, rolling to the other side of the bed. As stubborn as a mule, one of the qualities you hated and loved about him.

He was overworking himself hardly getting a blink of sleep and living off of pot after pot of coffee. He lacked spirit, and the mischievous and exhilarating gleam in his eyes had worn down to a single sparkle.

"Satoru... Suguru's going out to get food... and dessert. Do you want anything?" you mumbled, attempting to retain your grumpy-morning composure despite the natural tugging at the corners of your mouth just at the mere sight of him.

He rolled over, the mattress creaking in certain spots as he moved enough so his eyes met yours. He outstretched his arm, palm up so your hand fit perfectly onto his. "No, I'm good. But," he trailed off as he gently pulled you forward, allowing you to sit on the mattress beside him until he wrapped his arms about your torso, compelling you to lay beside him.

"You can take a nap with me. It's freezing outside and you're not even wearing a shirt or anything. You are cold and I am cold so..."

His hues met yours.

They were just like the ocean.

The sky? The most beautiful color you had ever seen?

No, better, so much better.

Deep, beautiful jewels of aqua that sparked with an indisputable brilliance. They struck you down like a lightning bolt and sucked the air from your lungs. His messy white locks lay flush against the ivory pillow, some tresses carelessly sticking out in every possible direction.

He pressed his lips to the nape of your neck you felt the hair on the back of your neck raise, instantly followed by a soft bite beneath your jaw. His lip ring clanked against his bottom teeth as he moved down your spine, keeping each nip and kiss warmer than the last.

"I love you."

You couldn't help but grin as the words rolled off his tongue. "You're stupid."

He mumbled something incomprehensible as he once again began to immerse himself into the hazy and dreamy state he had woken up in.

You pondered over his well-being for a moment, knowing Getou would get something for him even if he declined the offer. Gojo needed sleep so badly, you didn't want to keep him awake any longer.

So after a quiet moment, you rolled your eyes and squeezed his arm that was wrapped around you consolingly, and you allowed yourself to melt into his warm embrace.

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published: march 18, 2023