Your small and meager frame was caressed by him, the little bones that protrude from your hips were gently kissed and worshipped by Gojo, who made it his goal to remind you how perfect you were despite your clear reservations on the matter.

“This is my favorite part of the day,” he mumbles with his body partially laying atop yours as his head rests on your stomach, “nothing better than coming home to you… and your cute little body.”

“You fit so perfectly in my arms,” he chuckled softly.