The vital monitor beep steadily as Satoru stirs awake.

Everyone was gathered around the infirmary bed, waiting for Satoru to wake up. They all took a collective sigh of relief, seeing him open his eyes wearily behind the blindfold. The battle was done and dusted but the scars that everyone bore were a stark reminder of the losses they had endured.

"What's all the fuss about?" Gojo murmurs, trying to lighten the mood, even if he feels like crap.

"The fuss is about you." She laughs, her hand on his chest, rubbing softly.

"Don't- Don't do that-" He tries to pull away but he's covered in bandages, has IVs attached to him and the exhaustion is simply too much.

"Why?"

"Because my wife- she'll get upset if she sees you touching me like that-" His eyes are closed, and the monitor is beeping steadily in the back. The crowd around them is snickering softly, he's so out of it.

"But I am your wife." She muses with a smile.

With great effort, he pulls at his blindfold to look at her with one eye cracked open. The vitals monitor beeps furiously and he smiles a little, and everyone takes that as a sign to give them some privacy.

"You're my wife?"