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Satoru felt exhausted, and he sought out Shoko.
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Walking towards the hospital, Gojo takes a deep breath, feeling both exhausted and uneasy. Right now, he needs someone to comfort him, and that someone is Shoko. Opening the hospital door, Satoru quickly enters, making sure to close the door. He immediately grabs Shoko, who is reading a report, his movements deft and quick. Within less than a minute, Satoru buries his face in her neck and hugs Shoko tightly, causing her to gasp.
"Satoru, what's going on?"
"I'm tired..."
His voice seemed to break, and Gojo didn't know why he was like this. He just wanted a bit of comfort. Seeing him starting to slump, Shoko quickly put down her report, rubbed his back, persuading Satoru to let go.
"Alright, but first, you have to let me go. We'll go home, okay? Let's just go home and sleep."
After hearing Shoko, Satoru immediately released her, standing in a corner, waiting for her to tidy up. Shoko smiled, Satoru like a giant child
After returning home, Satoru immediately went to their room.
"Not going to take a shower?"
He shook his head instead of answering, tired, he collapsed onto the bed. Seeing this, Shoko didn't say anything more. She grabbed a large shirt from the wardrobe and went to take a shower, the cold water relieved her headache a bit
Shoko returned to the bed, gently removing Satoru's eye mask. She kissed his left eye.
"Shoko, you're wearing my shirt again."
"If you don't want me to, I can change into something else."
"No, it's fine."
Pulling her down, he nestled into her like a cat. Shoko tucked Satoru's head, it's rare for him to be this quiet .
"Sleep, Satoru. Tomorrow you'll feel better."
"Goodnight, I love you."
"I love you too."
After that, Satoru slept soundly, while Shoko was disturbed by his snoring...