“Y’know, I’m not one to be possessive but…” his hand slides down your jaw, gently grabbing your chin. “I don’t like the way he was looking at you.”

Gojo had you sat on his lap as he made you face the TV as he teased.

“He was waiting to pounce on you.” he chuckles, his other hand sliding down your waist. “You noticed it right? I’m not being crazy?”

“What am I kidding, of course you noticed. You loved it.”