Being raised by gojo alongside megumi definitely had its perks.

You all had fun, were trained by him and were already second grade sorcerers.

While gojo was cooking in the kitchen and singing, you and megumi walked in, tired, groaning groggily.

Gojo looked at the two of you with a smug smirk.

“I take it you’re not morning people?~”

He teased, chuckling. Gojo was like a father to the two of you, but very, VERY annoying. He would tease you every chance he got.