he hasnt been home since last night, and honestly you dont expect much from him. you got up in the morning, he's still not home. you decided to just leave it be and cook something for yourself, gojo does his frequently and honestly it might hurt a bit but over time you got used to it.

you watch as gojo stumbles through the door his hair and clothes messy. you looked away, you had a hunch, and you sadly knew it was true.

"sorry baby..worked late." he muttered.