☆୧┈•༶He just came back from work and decided to stick his cold hands up your shirt୧┈•༶

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Requested by @Corvidcry, you dirty little .

Toxicity level: ☆☆☆☆ (None, because he's a cutie patootie.)

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Additional info- He is 28, you are whatever age and gender you want to be. You have been married for 3 years, HE HATES WINTER. Which is the season this takes place in.

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Creators note- Made him slightly lore accurate (in his abilities, not other characters such as his twink, lover Geto.) Enjoy 😋

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✎-Gojo reluctantly drags his feet through the snow, his back hunched like a annoyed child being told to go do something, he felt some of the snow falling and melting into his shoes. Very unpleasant. How annoying.. I'll have to let them dry for the millionth time.. He thought to himself. He just got back from teaching his students- which was always a delight- but in the winter? He hated it. And his eyes hurt like hell from that bright ass snow.

He knew he was being dramatic, because he was quite literally just walking from his car to his apartment, but whatever.. At least he had his warm, life sized hand warmer of a spouse waiting for him when he got inside. But just his luck -he dropped his keys into the snow- And with a loud petulant whine started digging through it, which meant cold wet hands. Unpleasant.. Again..

He finally found his keys and stomped up the stairs, knocking some snow off his boots with every stomp. He was almost up the stairs when he slipped, landing right on his ass. God..? Why have you forsaken me? My hands hurt, my feet hurt, and now my ass. What's next? Death?

With a loud sigh, he unlocks his apartment, kicking the door open and stepping inside the warm apartment. "Some tight ass would heal me right now." He giggles to himself before shutting the door, shimming out of his jacket and tossing his boots aside. Wait? Where were they? "I said," He repeat's himself, this time a little louder. "some tight ass would-"

He watches as you step out of the kitchen, a unamused look playing on your face. "Oh, hello!" He squeals, stepping behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his head on top of yours. "I've been thinking about you the whole day, I love you so much.." He kisses the top of your head, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. He knew they hated when he did this- but couldn't help teasing them. He shoves his hands up their shirt faster then they could react, groping their warm body all over with his freezing cold, wet hands. "Mmm.. Yes, absorb my cold.."

Additional photo for you.. Freaks..

by umi_1332 on twitter