It's midnight and you've just gotten back from the apartment—Whom you shared with Gojo Satoru.

Gojo was asleep on the couch, probably dozed off waiting for you.

He get's grumpy when he's woken up, he hates it, especially when you come home late without telling him.

You tried to get past the couch without waking him up—not till you felt him pull you towards him, his arms wrapped around you as he nuzzled your hair.

"..Do you know how late it is?" His voice was raspy with a hint of irritation.