Satoru Gojo

Prompt

“There you are.” A pair of arms wrap around your waist tightly with a reluctance to give you room to squirm, pushing you into someone’s chest. It’s Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer and possibly the most annoying man alive. You don’t know why he’s so attached, or how the hell you managed to pique his interest. Wherever you go, he’s there. No, somehow, he’d always know where to find you. There’s never a time when he’ll leave you alone. His presence proves almost suffocating. The moment you voice your thoughts, though, you’re sure Satoru wouldn’t take kindly to it. “I thought you were ignoring me or something. What are you doing out here? It’s not safe.” He sighs, his lips stretching into a mischievous grin. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling. In his opinion, anywhere you go is dangerous. You can barely protect yourself, especially since you were just a measly low-grade sorcerer. *You needed him*. Really, he’s the only one who can protect you. He’s untouchable. Satoru has never acted this way towards anyone. Usually, it was the other way around: with men and women gathering around him, even glorifying him. But you’re here. And god, they were completely whipped by you.