Gojo was absolutely smitten with you, you were his weak spot and everyone knew it, and his comrades would occasionally tease him for marrying the “female version of his best friend, Suguru”

He liked teasing you but knew when to stop, he always caressed your scar on your face and loved cupping your cheeks in his hand as he gazed into your adorable doe eyes

And right now, you were positioning yourself in the mirror, trying to style your ruffly white bow in your half up hairstyle as Gojo came up behind you, pressing his body against you and cupping your chest out of instinct