Make You Mine || Satoru Gojo Fanfiction

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The next morning, you find Gojo's intense blue eyes locked onto yours as you wake up from a tight sleep, making warmth bloom across your cheeks.

"Stop looking at me like that," you whine softly, the intensity of his gaze becoming too much to bear.

He smiles, his gaze never wavering. "How can I? You're so beautiful. I can't take my eyes off you."

Your blush deepens, and you chuckle, trying to deflect the attention. "Alright, you can keep looking then."

His fingers brush gently against your cheek as he asks, "And what about me? Aren't I handsome enough to look at too?"

You laugh, pressing his hand against your cheek. "Do you really need me to say it? I'm sure you already know."

His eyes soften as he murmurs, "I want to hear it from you."

Your breath catches, and you look up at him, your voice tender. "You're a masterpiece, Satoru. I can never take my eyes off you."

He touches your cheek, smiling. "You look even more beautiful when you blush like that."

Flustered, you try to escape. "I'll go wash up," you mumble, feeling your shyness taking over.

He stands with you, a playful glint in his eyes. "I'll follow."

--

In the bathroom, Gojo sits in the large bathtub filled with warm, fragrant water. He looks up at you as you approach, inviting you to join him. You slide in, sitting in front of him, your back pressed to his firm chest.

As you settle in, his arms wrap around you from behind, and you lean your head back against him, feeling his strong heartbeat. His hands rest over your belly, and he nuzzles into the side of your neck.

"This feels so good," he whispers, his voice vibrating against your skin. You hum in agreement, content in his embrace.

He presses a gentle kiss to your shoulder. "Why didn't you ask me to join you on the beach yesterday?"

"You were already asleep," you explain, glancing up at him.

He tightens his hold on you slightly. "I would have woken up if you had asked me."

A smile tugs at your lips. "I didn't know that," you tease, and he chuckles against your neck.

You hesitate for a moment before speaking, "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," he replies, leaning down to kiss you softly.

You take a breath, choosing your words carefully. "Why don't you like Mr. Geto?"

He falls silent, and you wonder if you've crossed a line. After a few moments, he finally speaks, his voice low. "Because he's my equal."

"Your equal?" you echo, confused.

He sighs, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin. "You could be with anyone—your colleague, your classmate, some random guy—and I wouldn't feel insecure because I know I'm better than them. But Suguru...he's different. He's just as handsome, just as successful. He's my competition, and it makes me jealous when I see him with you."

Your heart swells at his honest confession. You turn in his arms, facing him, and look deeply into his eyes. "To me, you're the best, Satoru. No one compares to you."

His eyes widen in surprise before a warm smile spreads across his face. You lean in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "I love you," you whisper, resting your head on his chest, feeling the surreal perfection of the moment.

--

Later, as Gojo prepares to leave, dressed sharply in a suit and tie, he approaches you in the living room.

"I'll be back soon, [Your Name]," he says, adjusting his tie.

You look up from the TV, a hint of concern in your voice. "Where are you going?"

"Business meeting," he replies, heading toward the door.

You quickly stand, ready to accompany him. "You should've told me earlier. I'll get ready in a minute."

But he stops you, pulling you gently into his arms. "This meeting is just for me, not you."

You look up at him, puzzled. "But then why...?"

He smiles, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "I brought you here because I wanted to spend time with you."

A warm feeling blossoms in your chest, and you can't help but sigh, lightly punching his chest. "Satoru..."

He leans down, his voice soft. "I'll miss you while I'm gone."

You meet his gaze, your heart swelling. "I'll miss you more."

He kisses you sweetly, lingering for a moment before pulling away. "When I get back, we'll go to the beach together, alright?"

Your eyes light up, and you nod eagerly. "Yes."

With one last kiss, he leaves, and you're already counting down the moments until his return.