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🎧SATORU!GOJO protective

a/n: fluff content, got bored. and for some reason this has been sitting in my drafts for a month.

summary: your co-worker is harassing you, and when gojo finds out, he’s not very pleased.

word count: 1.15k

“Satoru!” You knew he wasn’t really listening after the first couple of words that’d come out of your mouth, pressed firmly in between your lips; slipping out.

you’d mentioned a co-worker. In which, the co-worker had made you a bit, uncomfortable. You’d come home from work, and found yourself heading over to your boyfriends office at his work.

Gojo had a nice black tux, while his shirt was also tucked into his pants a bit, and the button up had just a few of them ripped from the side.

With is beautiful hair to conclude, he was writing a report about some of the exchanges that were misplaced during the last batch of boxes.

Your boyfriend would be fired, if he wasn’t the boss.. and owner of the estate.

His reasoning for buying the expensive million-dollar penthouse-apartment; in which he made his office, was because he simply grew bored and he liked the color.

anyhow, you had waltzed in, saying hello to a couple workers at his marketplace, and passing through towards the receptionist; who immediately recognized you.

Hands deep in the computer, she’d seen your small fragile frame, pumping tears from sides of your eye lids, and doiling them away.

Almost instantly, you’d recieved a tissue, and concealed a good amount of the tears that wanted to escape; and now here you where, in his office, rubbing your precious head in between the crook of his neck.

You sat on his lap, while your legs spread open; allowing his waist to sit in between your thighs.

“Let me see your face princess.”

But you only discouraged his request, because you were embarrassed. Usually, you’d be the one to be so hard on Gojo, telling him that you don’t need support. You were the one known for wearing the pants in this relationship; considering your boyfriend could be a five year old majority of the time.

But when he was serious, then that meant things just were simply serious. It wasn’t rare for him to be that way, but it definitely was not common.

You’d come in, watching his face whisk away from his large laptop, and change his expressions, from: focused, bored to: happy, confused.

somehow in ten seconds, you’d been coo’d into his touch, while telling him about the co-worker, and what’d happened at work.

Now, if this was simply because of just the co-worker, you wouldn’t be as upset as you were. It actually really because of what he’d said, more so the aftermath.

“he said that I was a no good nothing, and power-hungry slut.” You began, “because I’m dating a powerful man, that could do so much better; he’d gladly get rid of me.”

before you could continue, to the part that reallt upset you, your boyfriend’s jaw clenched, teething at you.

“and then he told my boss that I’d been harassing him all year round, but had been paid to stay quiet. So I got fired!”

that was enough to make Gojo’s hands ball up in anger. Of course though, he’d play mellow with you, so he didn’t upset you.

“I’ll take care of it.” Moving you from your seating on top of him, with a smile, he continued. “Stay in my office princess.”

“satoru, I don’t want you to do anything. I mean it.” swallowing your upsetting news, you stalled.

“I’m not going to do anything.” The smile he gave almost temped you to believe those words; caressing your round cheek, that exfoliated to the touch of his cold hands.

“Satoru.” you hushed, both hands now on you, on arm wrapped nicely around the band of your hips; almost challenging you to keep eye-contact with him.

You felt his eyes roll dramatically; chucking his head back for a second; his neck bare and giving a small hitch of his throat gulping.

“alright, tell you what,” he said, “why don’t we go home princess? I’m bored here anyway.”

The next morning, you’d been awoken by a couple missed calls from your ex-boss, and a few messages that had been disviewed as well.

you rushed the phone, double clicking the missed call button, and calling him back. He didn’t even let the phone ring, picking it up almost immediately.

“if it’s about my things, B/N, please give me the opportunity to go get them—“

“you are not fired.” he spoke, “it was a misunderstanding, really. You should have spoken up when your co-worker been bothering you about your personal relationships, instead of taking the fall.”

you retaliated; you where trying to speak for yourself, but your boss just wouldn’t let you. He’d believed everything that your co-worker had said, without even allowing you to compensate.

“Uhm, that being said, I am deeply sorry for not allowing you to explain your portion of the story.”

By the time the phone call awaited it’s ending, you’d already known what was proposed.

Gojo, never listening, must’ve taken care of it.

Part of you secretly praised and accommodated that; considering you’d never admit to the seek of needing help. But, you still felt a little gush in your stomach, turning to the thought of the co-worker, and what he said.

was it true?

“Y/N, baby.” You heard from the door-frame; instantly collecting your attention, and depriving it from previous thought. “I know what you’re thinking.”

Gojo walked over to you, while your smile seemed to drag from lip to lip, in a sort of apologetic form. But he only took you by your chin; his hand gripping tightly, and lifting you to see eye-to-eye with him.

“you do everything on your own, yu’r my independent pretty girl.” his words oozed out like marshmallow, dripping from its chocolate sandwiched s’mores.

“but, I’m going to help you, because I love you.”

You folded. couldn’t help but admire him taking charge of something you new you couldn’t carry alone. glad he knew you so well, you pecked him softly. “Thank you satoru.”

your hands rushed to his shoulders, wrapping around his neck in pleasure; taking him into you. He chuckled, his hands rubbing at your sides, gradually holding you in place.

“anything for my princess.”

♡SATORU!GOJO midnight snack

you never really had trouble sleeping, nor did you when a sudden change in sleeping arrangements occurred (your boyfriend). but at this very moment, for some odd reason, you could not sleep.

Funny because the one thing you’re well known for is sleeping, even though you are a dependable person. Yes, you enjoy helping others and taking care of people; but you also enjoy taking care of yourself. In other words, sleeping. so you not being able too do that, irks you. You watch the man sleeping beside you, looking all peaceful in rest; ugh, you envy gojo right now.

slushly, you arose from the king sized mattress, quietly slouching off gojo’s heavy arms that wrapped around you for support. as much as you hated him at the moment for sleeping easily, you couldn’t bring yourself to wake him up. once you left the shades bedroom carefully, you decided on a midnight snack that would subdue perfectly. “mmm but what to eat..”

you mindlessly search through cabinets,drawers, and even the fridge; but come to hault when finding nothing to munch on at two in the morning. you scramble through more boxes of groceries, staring at nothing that could satisfy your desire for a two am breakfast. but what you didn’t expect, was a hand crawling it’s way down to your sides, finding its position.

you woke him up.

“oh satoru, I’m so sorry.” you patted, white strands sticking out in opposite direction of his floppy bed-headed hair. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

His head plopped itself onto your shoulder, lips brushing over your neck in comfort. “mmm” he groaned. Gojo was okay with being woken up in the middle of the night, if it was you who were awake. Though he also enjoyed sleep, he knew something had been bugging you.

After all, he did watch you look through every space in the kitchen, for what was wanted to be a “midnight snack.” he only then removed himself from you, looking for something as well. holding back a smile that dared to come out, you surveyed your boyfriend, who continues to shuffle around the kitchen, until it all came to a hault.

“c’mere baby.” Gojo latches on to you the second you retrieve your old positioning beside him; observing you in awe, whilst his eyes still shut occasionally. he had found the last pack of little bites that had your stomatch rolling like barrels. you could only wonder as to where this man found such thing. you swore you looked everywhere. you turned to look at your leach-like boyfriend, shooting a smile towards him. knowing gojo was tired, still, he found the snack you desired at two in the morning.

“thank you, satoru” you hummed; his nodd was recieved, though barely visible. “are you coming back to bed?” gojo mouthed, making your head bobble in yes form before speaking, “let’s go to bed.”

Original idea by @nkogneatho

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Gojo HEADCANONS

when you make him JEALOUS

Gojo satoru :

- dates with him are very rare and expensive cause he is busy

- now if he finds you not paying your whole attention on him

- he will grip on your waist and be like " oh you know they have a boyfriend"

- the night goes by and you two are finished eating dinner

- he takes you to his house and RAILS you he makes sure to press you so hard that the next week you cant walk ,

- now the whole neighborhood know his name who you belong to

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