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starring. gojo satoru x fem! reader
heads up. gojo being clingy + sick
note. starting off brand new and fresh, whew. anyways, first post on the blog, yay! i've seen on tiktok that people commented that boys get 100x more dramatic when they get sick, so here's gojo being sick.
gojo is childish. there was no denying that โ but sick gojo? times two, or maybe times three? deemed as the strongest sorcerer, he's had his fair share of getting injured, hurt, or even life threatening injuries. and he still ends up staying strong for the sake of everyone.
yet, here he was, all bundled and tucked in. a wet and cold teal colored towel sleeping on his forehead as he sniffled loudly, "satoru, how many times do i have to tell you to let it out? don't sniffle it โ you'll hurt your head."
"baby," he whines out hoarsely, "i can't. your boyfriend is dying. i don't think i can do this any longer."
you rolled your eyes, a huff escaping your throat, "satoru, you're being dramatic agaโ" before you could finish your statement, gojo grabbed your hand, squeezing it.
"i'm dying, i love you โ i'm going to miss you."
this prompted you to crack a small smile, raising a brow as you squeezed his hand back slightly, "you're not dying, it's just a fever! you've gotten worse wounds, 'toru."
gojo cried out softly, phlegm coughed out of his throat, leaving him whining and squirming uncomfortably on the bed. he shrugs off the towel that has now gone warm because of his temperature, "i need love and affection, please cuddle me."
"no, what you need is sleep and rest."
"cuddle me to sleep, i can't sleep without your cuddles and you know it," he childishly tantrums, slamming his fist to the mattress weakly, "please? or i'm going to hold my breath, no joke, baby."
scoffing, you replied, "have you tried counting sheep?" it was meant to be sarcastic.
a strained whine yet again came from him, "baby, do you not love me anymore? counting sheep is a myth, it doesn't work. only your cuddles do," he opened his arms widely, waiting for you to fall into them.
"you're sick. i could get sick," you flick his forehead, "that's why โ rest and then get better, you can get the cuddles after you recover."
gojo gasps out dramatically, "the least you could do is give me a smooch on the forehead, that'll make me feel a bit better, i guarantee," he serenades.
despite how dramatic he is, you still gave in to his words. with a light laugh, you leaned in; pressing your lips onto his warm forehead โ and then to the tip of his nose, "there, two kisses. feel better soon, yeah?"
he sighs out in content, "this is so much better than counting sheep. can i have another one, on my lips?"
gojo narrows his eyes, "whatever happened to i love you?" he positioned himself so that his back was facing you instead, "i knew it, you don't love me anymore."
you grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back to face you โ brushing his white locks back with your fingers, you smiled down at him, "i love you, satoru. get well soon, baby."
he beams out happily, leaning into your touch like a happy puppy, "i love you most!"
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