DADDY SATORU [GOJO SATORU X READER]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐌...?

.·:*¨¨*:·. .·:*¨¨*:·.𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒--- 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎

Gojo gulps as he slowly closed the door behind him. His eyes darted to Nanami, who swiftly stood up at his presence. As for the little (H/C) haired woman, she crowded the nervous-looking man in front of her.

"What are you talking about?" Gojo shook his head, "Scratch that, have you eaten dinner yet?"

His first attempt to change the subject had succeeded when she turned her heel where the delicious aroma was sitting.

"We're eating right now," (Y/N) answered, "Kento-kun made a delicious meal."

Leading Gojo to the living room, where there was a basket of freshly cut bread, an assortment of cheese and fruits, and a tall bottle of sparkling water. Gojo takes a seat across where Nanami sets down a bowl of soup in front of him. 

As he settles, he watches as (Y/N) pulls a pillow over her lap. She picks at the cheeses and fruits, earning small comments from Nanami as he enlightened her small histories and facts of whatever she touched. She was intrigued that he knew so many and so well; the latter claimed he just loved good food.

Gojo's mind was a little more chaotic than usual. He was thinking about his meeting with his past situationship, Hina. Hina served importance to Gojo; she was exactly the type of woman Gojo needed for a long time. Hina didn't hold onto strings and was flexible with Gojo's sporadic schedule. In return for good sex, Gojo spoiled her with paid rent and other goodies that a lovely woman couldn't pass up.

Now that Gojo was settling into a different path, he felt it was only right for him to end this relationship with Hina. Gojo was never a person to be passive; he was direct and stern when it came to what he wanted and what was right.

So... why was he nervous to explain to (Y/N) about his past love life?

"Satoru...?" her voice coaxed his thoughts back to reality.

"Yes, sorry," Gojo cleared his throat, "What is it?"

"I was asking you if you wanted to go grocery shopping tomorrow with me after work." (Y/N) replied.

"Don't only married couples go grocery shopping together?" Gojo grinned mischievously. 

"No...?" (Y/N) rose her brow, "Why? Do you feel like you are only obligated to go grocery shopping if you are bounded by marriage?"

"I'm just saying," Gojo shot his hands up in defense, "It's a pretty intimate thing."

(Y/N) shares the same confused expression with Nanami, who was cleaning up the dishes. 

"Don't ask me." the blonde disgruntled.

"I don't think anyone could ever explain him anyway."

The rest of the evening was spent with Nanami, Gojo, and (Y/N) talking about Gojo's past. Nanami revealed more intimate details, such as where they'd go when they ditched classes or his go-to snacks at the 7/11. Gojo was shocked at how much Nanami knew about him; the latter claimed he spent too much time with him.

When the clock neared midnight, Nanami took his leave. (Y/N) showered him with many thankful gestures; the blond man said to call him any time if she needed another warm meal. 

Walking him out, she returned to Gojo, who had his eyes closed as one leg crossed over the other. His arms were laid on the tops of the couch; it looked like he was sleeping.

"Satoru," (Y/N) sat down beside him, placing her hand on his forehead, "Are you okay?"

"I have never been better darling," he answered softly, "Why?"