A/N : so sorry i didnt finish this sooner BECAUSE MY MOM SHARES THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS GOJO HAHA so i had to prioritize her first and the final season of aot came out today too so theres that 😳
also someone on tiktok made a spotify playlist called "night drive with satoru" by @iwasforcedtojointiktok (tiktok acc) / koukokei (spotify acc) AND YALL SHOULD LISTEN TO IT CUZ THE VIBES ARE IMMACULATE
Reading through the delicately written words once more, Gojo couldn't help but let out a chuckle, groggily running a hand through his white hair.
Today was the seventh of December, meaning today was his birthday and this year, he couldn't wait to see what ___ has in store of him. Every single year that they've been together, boyfriend and girlfriend to husband and wife, ___ always went out of her way to make his birthday a special one to remember - and she never fails to deliver.
Rise and shine, my love! Today is your special day! I've prepared a warm bath for you, so go get washed up! Breakfast will be waiting on the table! <3
Sure enough, the bathtub was filled with hot water, the steam filling the room as it fogs the mirror. The scent of strawberry-scented candles wafted through his nose, delighting the man further as he sank in the water, the sensation soothing his aching muscles.
His wife was too good to him.
Gojo smiles and brings himself to relax in the tub, hearing the soft clanking of plates and utensils in the kitchen. ___ probably finished plating his breakfast, he thought and washed himself up hastily, eager to see his loving wife. He rinses the shampoo from his hair and drains the water, the sudden breeze through the door hitting his bare skin. He shivers, wrapping a towel around his hips as he dries his hair.
He spots his uniform laid out on the freshly made bed, complete with his undergarment and blindfold, as well as a new bottle of cologne that he had been planning to buy. It was ___'s favourite and he was almost running out of his previous bottle.
"This girl really bought me a hundred dollar Chanel cologne.." he mused, spraying the cologne on his neck and clothes. Placing the blindfold over his neck, he looks himself over in the mirror, patting the wrinkles of his uniform and fixing his hair.
"Looking as handsome as ever, Satoru." he winks at his reflection, shooting a finger gun as he grins haughtily.
"Sweetie!" Gojo calls out with a playful tone in his voice, descending down the stairs before entering the kitchen. "What's for breakfast today?"
Seeing the empty dinner table, Satoru pouts, shoulders slumping. He didn't like eating alone, but he figured that ___ was probably busy today. She had prepared a simple plate of pancakes, eggs and bacon with a side of apple juice. He smiles at the cut out shapes in the pancakes, a smiley face and a few heart-shaped ones that Gojo couldn't help but snap pictures of.
As he ate, his cerulean eyes almost miss the note underneath the glass of juice. His fingers open the paper gently.
Eat well, sweetheart! Make sure you get to school on time! Your students are waiting! <3
"You know I'm always late, cupcake.. But I guess I'll make an exception for you." Gojo finished the last bite of his breakfast before washing his dishes, taking note of the time. He's not going to be late today, he hopes.
He was late.
Smiling apologetically at the first and second year students, he realizes that they had already eaten most of the cake they had bought him. But to make up for eating his birthday cake, Fushiguro shoves a bouquet of flowers in his face, the rest of the students cheering a happy birthday.
