JJK x Reader One Shots

Pancakes [Gojo Satoru x Reader]

warning: none | all the characters in the story are 25+ 

What was it that woke him up? Probably the overwhelming smell. No, it wasn't a stench or something that reeked. It was rather pleasant. Almost appetizing, as if he could just eat the air and it would be satisfactory enough to fill his empty stomach.

And a certain presence missing beside him.

His eyes fluttered open as he stretched his arms over his head. He pulled his arms up from under the crinkled fresh sheets, using his fists to rub away the grogginess that lay within his blue orbs.

The beautiful man heaved in a large breath, finding the ceiling quite interesting he licked his lips, propping himself up on the mattress with an elbow as he ran a hand through his moon-white hair.

Ruffling up its sticking corners, he glanced to the empty spot beside him, the pillow having a small dent where your head must have been. The sheets were thrown back.

The delightful scent urged him to remove his body from the comfort of his cocoon sheets.

He rolled out of bed, almost stumbling onto the floor as a wave of grogginess swept over him. Shaking his head and giving a slow blink to rid of the sleepiness, he glanced down at his attire, and he smiled. Shirtless, with sweatpants. Just enough to make you blush.

The scent was stronger as he made his way down the stairs, beckoning him toward the kitchen.

"You scared me Satoru I thought you were sleeping it's your day off,"

"It's hard to stay asleep when your wife isn't around to hold." He murmured, burying his face in your neck. A chuckle left your lips, and you tilted your head to the side, allowing him to leave his kisses on any open area.

"Why are you up so early?"

"Ah... I didn't want to wake you up, you came home late last night from work... So I wanted to make you breakfast in bed and..." You trailed off, looking at the stack of pancakes. "most of those are for me. I'm hungry as shit,"

He rolled his eyes, swiftly leaning down to steal a kiss. "I swear, sometimes you eat like I don't feed you." He muttered. His eyes darted from your eyes to your lips. As you leaned up towards him, he took the utensil from your grasp, flipping the burning pancake just in time.

"Y'know, I was thinking," he began, "Maybe... we don't have to spend the mornings alone?" He said.

"What do you mean?" You asked, pausing from taking out the crockery and turning your head to look at him.

His eyes swept over yours, a look of hope swimming in the sky-blue ponds. "I mean... maybe we can add something to the picture? Something loud and little and cute and... something that would be ours to raise... and stuff..." He trailed off, looking at the cooking hotcake.

"You mean... a baby?" Your eyes widened and you put down the plates on the countertop. Morning person or not you were definitely wide awake now.

His gaze darted back to yours, putting the spatula down and walking towards you "Yeah." He said, almost breathless. Worry squirmed in the pit of his stomach, thoughts wandering to every possible answer you could come up with.

"Really?" You said, still surprised. You had discussed children before but it still caught you off guard. Were you ready?

A small smile graced his lips. "Yeah." He repeated.

With him? Oh, you were sure. You lost yourself in him. It was as if all of your troubles vanished within the blink of an eye when he was by your side, simply his presence was enough to make you feel safe.

To feel like you were the only two on the planet. You forgot about everything else and merely focused on the way his arms wrapped around you made you feel secure.

In a way, he deserved the peace and quietness once in a while just as much as you did. More than you did. You would share every single bit of your happiness with him.

You grinned. "... Okay."

Gojo's eyes widened. He wasn't very sure of what your response was going to be, and he didn't know how to react to a positive answer. "Really?" He asked.

Your smile grew. "Yeah... Who would not like seeing a mini Satoru?"

Now, Gojo wasn't sure what to do at this point. He turned the stove off, the pancakes can wait, and ducked down, placing an arm under your legs and one behind your back, scooping you up bridal style. A light yelp tore from your throat as you felt his strong arms lift you from the floor. "Satoru!" You cried with a giggle.

He grinned, wrapped his fingers around your wrist, and brought it back down to the ground. He intertwined his digits with yours, a content sigh escaping his laceration-laced lips as he did so, like it was a relief to finally hold your hand.

With something as simple as holding your hand, you felt as if you were infinite, and not even the harshest of things could touch you when he was by your side.

He laughed out loud and pecked your lips, moving towards the stairs. "Hey, you said yes!" He said, climbing the steps, putting his hand around your head making sure to not let you bump into the wall.

Walking into the bedroom he swiftly shut the door behind him with his foot. Your joyful laughter reverberated from behind the door, ringing out into the house.

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third fic in a row...in the same week...i swear i hate this man trust me

anyway idk whats this but i love writing fics for gojoe w him lying on the bed (naked) in the early morning like yes king get all the rest you deserve ig