Satoru Gojo X Reader

He's sick

You and Satoru have been living together since you both got out of high-school, and you've been dating for the past year.

One week ago, Satoru decided to go outside, in the snow, without a jacket. You told him that he'd get sick, but him being the cocky bastard he is, said that he wouldn't.

Present day he's in your shared bed, with a fever, complaining that he doesn't feel good. "Come on. Just one kiss?" He pouts.

"No, love. When you aren't contagious you can have a kiss, okay?" You sit onto the edge of the bed, placing a cup of water onto the nightstand.

"Aw... But... But.."

Satoru keeps on whining, but you don't give in. Finally he gives up and lays back and looks up at you, eyes widening as you sit down.

"Do I get cuddles?"

"Do you want cuddles?"

"Yes. Lots." Satoru reaches his arms out, waiting for you.

You lay down next to him, your arms wrapping around his torso as you bring him to your chest. He gives you a soft look of gratefulness and puts his head onto your chest, making himself comfortable. He closes his eyes and leans back onto you completely.

"You better not get me sick," You press a kiss to his forehead.

"Yeah, yeah, shut up.."

Satoru giggles and nuzzles his head into your chest.

"Can I have a back rub..."

"You think you're worthy of that?" You say jokingly, moving your hands and rubbing up and down his back.

Satoru groans, a bit irritated but also happy.

"I swear it's like you enjoy seeing me suffer..." He says in-between grunts, but his tone is teasing.

"Oh yes, you're suffering so much right now," You say sarcastically.

"Your back rubs are terrible..." Satoru keeps on groaning and making a big deal out of the back rub, while also enjoying it.

"My back hurts even more now..."

"Your groans tell me otherwise."

"Shut up..." He grunts, but is smiling so that it makes it obvious he wasn't being serious.

He keeps on nuzzling into your chest, enjoying the physical contact.

"Mhm~" You move a hand to the back of his head, running your fingers through his hair.

Satoru hums softly at the sensation, loving the rubbing and the affection.

"I hate that your rubs are so good." He says, trying to resist it but failing at it because of all the good feelings that are coming from your soft hands.

"I highly doubt you hate it,"

"I absolutely do." He keeps on teasing.

Satoru keeps on groaning and enjoying the rubs, not saying anything for a few minutes.

"Uh-huh, sure. Keep telling yourself that," You continue to rub his back, along with running your hands through his hair.

"I could probably fall asleep if you keep on doing what you're doing..." Satoru's voice is slightly raspy and sleepy, due to the fever.

He closes his eyes and just enjoys being in the comfort of his loved one's hands on his back and hair.

"You should sleep, it's good for you to rest."

"Aww... But... I want cuddles... And not just cuddles..." Satoru says with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"You can get cuddles, but not that. Not when you're sick."