Key Lime Kisses
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Gojo Satoru x reader
Based off of post I saw on Pinterest that said, āwhen my wife takes off her ring, to shower or do housework, I will take it to her, get down on my knee and re-propose.
Yeah, Iām that sappyā and it reminded me of gojo š©µš
>500 words
Your arm aches with the effort from hand whipping whipped cream, too lazy and stubborn to simply grab the hand mixer to do it in a couple seconds. Tiny specs fly around the bowl as you mix vigorously, some landing on the counter with a couple on your face. The key lime pie that you took out of the freezer a couple minutes ago sits next to your arm as you work on the cream. It gives off a faint sweet smell around the house that draws your husband in.
Satoru walks in and pauses when seeing you. You absentmindedly bite your lip with concentration, your brows furrowed as the mixture slowly becomes thicker.
His heart warms as he watches you silently, his blindfold off in the comfort of his house and instead is being used as a headband to push your hair back as you bake for him.
He glances around to find something to clean or help you with, maybe dishes needing to be cleaned or ingredients to be put away. His six-eyes catches a slight glimmer next to him and he glances down, noticing the large diamond ring he bought for you carefully placed away from the mess on a post-it note that has the words ādonāt forget to put back on!ā written on it with a little doodle for yourself.
He beams at the sight and suddenly gets an idea, picking up the ring carefully and tip-toeing out of the kitchen before you notice him.
A couple minutes later, as you finish up the whipped cream and begin to look around for a piping bag to decorate the pie, you suddenly hear a deep clearing of the throat next to your thigh. You look down, wiping the cream off of your cheek and gasping as you see your husband on his knees again and looking up at you with his perfect white teeth and brilliant blue eyes. He clears his throat again, lifting up a tiny box from his pocket and presenting your wedding ring to you.
āWould you make me the happiest man alive and allow me to be your husband?ā He recites his original proposal and you feel your cheeks grow warm and your smile rise on your face.
āOf course, my love. Iād say yes a million different times.ā
I know itās really short but itās my first fanfiction so.. enjoy š













