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It’s a rainy Saturday morning. Both Gojo and Utahime are not giving any sign that they would get out of the bed at any sooner time. It’s been a rough week. Utahime’s been busy with her work and him too. The last time they spent quality time together was almost two weeks ago when he’s—as a very helpful boyfriend—helping her with monthly grocery shopping. So Friday night, when he was driving home, he decided, why come to his own apartment when he could crash at his girlfriend's place? Tomorrow is Saturday and he’s off work, so there’s no problem driving to Kyoto to see his girlfriend.
“Move over! You’re heavy Gojo!”
Utahime tried to wriggle out of Gojo’s cuddle. She knows it’s a futile attempt. His arm is on her waist. His leg is hovering her leg. She’s been trapped under Gojo’s arm and leg. Utahime did want to snuggle in her bed and just laze around all day but she also did not want to get crushed by her boyfriend's leg.
“No, I will not move,” he said stubbornly as he tightened his arm.
“You are suffocating me Gojo!”
Well, she is exaggerating a bit here but she did not lie when she said Gojo’s body is heavy as hell. The first time they cuddled together—and of course he insisted on being the big spoon—she is kinda shocked that he’s actually THAT heavy. Utahime knows he’s heavy but she did not expect him to be THAT heavy. She means LOOK AT HIS LANKY FIGURE.
“Hmm,” he replied only with a muffled noise as he snuggled his head at the crook of Utahime’s neck while also finally moving his leg so it’s not hovering Utahime’s small body anymore. But his arm is still on her waist holding her tightly.
“Don’t fan your breath to my neck!”
“Hime I just want to cuddle!”
“But don’t fan your breath to my neck!”
Utahime feels Gojo’s hand drawn from her waist and the bed moving as he turns his back. So now they are back to back.
There’s a big silence.
“You’re mad?” ask Utahime as she kinda feels uneasy with Gojo’s silence. She feels like a mean girlfriend now.
There’s no answer.
She sighs, “Gojo, I do love your cuddle but you are heavy okay? And I’m small! You're gonna suffocate me! And I don’t like someone breath fanning my neck!”
Still no answer.
Utahime sighs again as now she turns herself to face Gojo’s back. This is the only way to negotiate with a sulking Gojo. She snuck her arm under his arm and wrap it on his waist.
“Happy now?” ask Utahime sarcastically.
He did not answer but he brought Utahime’s leg to hover his leg.
“You’re too small Hime,”