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“Oi Genos…stop cleaning so early in the morning.”
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Jujutsu Kaisen - The Official Anime Guide - Season 1
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“Oi Genos…stop cleaning so early in the morning.”
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Yuuji Itadori is president of the protect Satoru Gojo squad
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I was tired doing comic so I doodled… a different comic 🧍 rnis with inugami!Isagi AU
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AU where Isagi attends Hakuho —based on this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49296787 ngis + rois
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How do you welcome a husband from an unfinished war?
How would you patch his wounds knowing the battle is not yet done?
How would you hug him when his side is still aching from the finishing blow?
Your hands flew on your lips as your tears fell, seeing him standing amidst the battle field.
"He won..."
"Gojo Satoru defeated Sukuna!"
Someone murmured in the background and you couldn't care enough. Beneath your tears is a screaming heart begging for him to come out of the battle field so you could hide him away.
This is enough right? Satoru already did his part, didn't he?
"Hey, pretty..." Satoru grinned he tucks a strand of your hair at the back of your ear. He winces but waves it away in a blur. "Why's my Baby crying? I won."
Your lips tremble as you look at him all battered and bloody, never minding the gashes he sustained, your arms held his hand in all care you could muster and press it on your cheeks.
"Can we go home now, Satoru? Can I now take you back home?"
You couldn't look him in the eyes but you felt the exhausted arms wrap around you, and for what seems like forever, he let his weight fall into you, urging you to hold him up, finally letting himself have your help in shouldering what is on his shoulders.
Satoru inhaled your scent, it filtered into his nostrils, reminding him of home as he murmured to your ears.
"Just a second Baby, give me a few seconds with you, like this."
—Grey,
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