"Suguruuuu," Satoru Gojo calls out with that familiar comfortable laziness, sounding like a drunk as he peeks his head into the meditation room.

"Suguru, I woke up alone," he whines, sprawling onto the floor in front of his husband. "How dare you leave me in bed!"

Suguru hums, eyes closed, meditating. "I couldn't sleep."

"Cruel," Satoru huffs, and folds his legs beside him, turning his Infinity off so he can prod at Suguru's cheek, "at least give me morning kisses before we go to work."