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“NEED SOME CUDDLES?”
ღ pairing: satoru gojo x f!reader
ღ summary: after a long day filled with missions and teaching, satoru comes back home to rest in only one’s arms—his life, his love, his everything—, you. so when your blue-eyed king collapses from exhaustion, you take the lead to pamper him and take his tiredness away.
ღ warnings: suggestive, mention of nsfw, established relationship, husband!gojo, satoru has cute pajamas, pure fluff!!, lovey-dovey.
ღ wc: 1,051
“Mmmh…”
You can’t help but smirk which stretches the corner of your lips facing your husband’s groan and collapsing his body on yours by straddling your lap with his belly. He sprawls like a bridge over you.
Cute.
You run a hand through his snowy hair, tracing small circles on his scalp with your fingertips—a habit you’ve noticed Satoru adores. He responds with a satisfied hum, and a sigh escapes his rosy lips.
Sitting with your legs extended on the sofa in your living room, you were quietly reading a book from your to-read pile before Satoru interrupted you. His movement caused your book to slip from your fingers and fall onto the couch. In his way, Satoru was demanding your full attention on him and him alone. “Toru…” you giggle softly. Satoru turns his head towards you, and your fingers slide under his black blindfold to gently pull it off. His cerulean eyes meet yours, and you immediately notice the pronounced dark circles. “Toru? Are you tired? Long day?”
He nods and pouts. “I want cuddles…” he mumbles, offering you his childlike demeanor that he reserves only for those closest to him.
You can’t help but let out another little laugh. “Do you want me to take care of you?” Your hand cradles his cheek, gently and deliberately stroking his cheekbone with your thumb. Your heart swells with a feeling of happiness at the thought of taking care of your exhausted husband.
Satoru nods and rises from the couch almost in sync with you, standing up. Your steps guide his to the bathroom as you gently tug his hand, which is twice the size of yours. He doesn’t utter a word of protest, and you carefully close the door behind you. You help him undress—removing his sorcerer attire—and admire his perfectly sculpted body. His milky, flawless skin seems to almost glow, illuminating like a sunrise. Yet it doesn’t hide the red and blue marks you left on him from the previous nights when the heat and pleasure between you had reached their peak. A thrill of pleasure, similar to a usual electric sensation, courses through your lower body at the sight, but you do not comment.
You simply take a few steps toward him, gently taking both his hands and guiding his naked body into the bathtub, which you promptly begin to fill with warm water. With a few products that exude soothing and comforting scents, Satoru lets his body bathe in the welcoming arms of the bath and exhales a sigh of relief. He closes his eyes for a few seconds, not letting go of your already wet hands. One of your hands detaches from his as you reach for a bottle of Satoru’s shampoo, pouring a small amount onto the top of his head to wash his hair with a tenderness that is both maternal and loving.
“I love you…”
You look down at the whisper that reaches your ears, realizing it’s Satoru, his eyes fixed on yours. They are filled with a gleam and a brightness that need no additional words to express far more than just “I love you.” You lean in and place a tender kiss on his unfairly soft lips.
It was short and brief, but enough to convey all the words in the world.
Detaching your other hand from Satoru’s, you now wash his hair with slow, gentle, and soothing motions. Each rotation of your hands creates more white foam with bubbles reflecting rainbow hues. Once you’ve finished this part, you decide to start cleaning his body and take hold of a pre-soaped bath sponge, beginning to gently scrub his shoulders and neck.
Satoru lets out a relaxed, contented sigh and closes his tired eyelids. Your hand, gripping the bath sponge, moves over his entire body, not sparing a single area. Your delicate and almost graceful movements across his body are accompanied by whispers of praise that you murmur in his ear whenever he shifts his body to reach a slightly harder-to-access spot. A hint of pink colors on Satoru’s cheeks, and your heart tightens with tendrils of love for him.
Using the showerhead with perfectly warm water, you carefully rinse Satoru’s hair and body. His eyelids haven’t opened or even fluttered once. The undeniable trust he has in you portrays the picture of what you possess of him—his whole heart and so much more.
He’s yours.
And nothing can deny or prevent that.
To finish the cleaning process nicely, you bring a large bath towel, drape it around him, and pat him dry with your hands to speed up the drying process. You guide Satoru to your bedroom and have him sit on the edge of the shared bed. From the wardrobe, you fetch one of his favorite pajamas—a pastel blue one with adorable Golden Retriever tongue-out patterns. With a handful of his underwear, you return to Satoru and dress him with the same tenderness a mother would show her newborn.
Once dressed in his cute pajamas, you help him slip under the fresh sheets beside you. Immediately, Satoru nestles into your arms, nuzzling in your chest and humming with contentment. He closes his eyes, and a serene smile curls his lips. “Thank you… Love you… Wanna stay like this with you forever…”
You wrap your arms around his back in a firm and secure embrace, placing gentle kisses all over his exposed forehead—the rest of his face is nestled against your chest—and use your hands to comfort him. One hand gently massages his hair, threading through his snowy locks, while the other draws soothing, relaxing circles on his back under the padded comforter.
“Feeling better, baby?” you whisper into his ear with a voice as affectionate and soft as the bubbles of the shower gel and shampoo you used to wash Satoru. Nothing can stop your lips from smiling just for him.
Satoru nods and slightly raises his head to meet your eyes. He looks at you with such a cute puppy expression that you fear dying from a melted heart. “Feel much better. Wanna sleep with you…” he murmurs before nuzzling back between your breasts. His tone and breath are tired and sleepy, but you can confirm that Satoru is feeling much better.
“Awwww…”
ღ a/n: needed to write something fluffy about gojo after chapter 262 :( he deserves this fic and more, and dreadfully better. fun fact btw, this one-shot was supposed to be around more or less than 500 words… i definitely write excessively too much.
ღ tags: @ssetsuka @zara-zara11
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