You were laying in bed relaxing with your cat, Mochi, laying in your lap. The white furball was snoozing away happily, but Gojo Satoru was feeling neglected by both the beings he loved. His partner and their cat, cuddled up and ignoring him… that couldn’t stand.

The two of you were embraced by silence filled with nothing but a gentle purr and the flicking of your book pages. That was until a rather manly “meow” escaped from your boyfriend’s lips.

Satoru kneeled at the bottom of the bed, arms stretched out over it. His chin was resting on the edge as he watched Mochi, trying to grab the little furball’s attention. “Meow…” He repeated, this time a little louder. This wasn’t something you’d expect Satoru to do, but it wasn’t entirely out of character. Still weird, though.

Satoru gently scratched on the covers to catch Mochi’s attention, the cat’s ears flickering in response. Grinning, the man pulled off his blindfold to try and lure the cat over. He knew the little feline was a sucker for pretty, shiny things.

Eventually Mochi noticed, stretching out their tiny paws before approaching the hand that gently scratched the bed. Looking up at Satoru, once again escaped a “Mew” as a pout played on his lips. The grown man was sulking for the attention of his pet, now.

For a moment the cat looked up at him, staring as it heard another “Meoooow…” after several moments of what seemed like thinking the cat leaned down towards Satoru’s hand. Without even hesitating Mochi bit his thumb, right as Satoru was about to make another noise. “Me-OW, Mochi! The heck!”