Gojo turns into a Velcro baby when he’s home.
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Gojo always acted like leaving for missions didn’t bother him. He’d keep grinning with his hands shoved in his pockets, sunglasses crooked on his nose, leaning down just enough to steal one last kiss before disappearing for days—sometimes weeks.
“Don’t miss me too much, yeah?” he’d tease.
But the second he came back?
That man was Insufferably clingy.
The first sign was always the silence. Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer alive was physically incapable of shutting up for more than thirty seconds. But, he’d walk through the door and just… hold you, face buried in your neck. Arms wrapped tight around your waist. Breathing you in like he’d forgotten what home smelled like.
“Missed you..” he’d mumble, voice rough with exhaustion.
Then came the attachment issues.
You stood up to get water? Suddenly he was trailing behind you, tall and sleepy, chin hooked over your shoulder while you filled the glass.
Trying to cook? His arms locked around your middle from behind the entire time, whining dramatically when you told him he was in the way.
“Toru, I can’t stir the sauce well enough if you’re hanging off me.”
“Yes you can. I believe in you.”
And at night? It was worse, way worse.
He’d practically drape himself over you like a blanket—legs tangled with yours, one hand under your shirt resting against your skin like he needed constant proof you were really there.
If you tried to move even an inch, his pale lashes would flutter open immediately.
“…You do realize I’m coming back, right?”
And yeah, sometimes you’d call him dramatic when he groaned, “You love your phone more than me.” after you answered a text in the middle of him talking.
But you’d never really change it.
Because every lingering touch, every sleepy hug from behind, every moment he insisted on being close—
it all meant he came back.
So if Satoru Gojo wanted to spend the next week attached to your side like you might disappear if he looked away too long?
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