Synopsis: The morning after spending the night at Satoru's house, you find a small problem: None of the lights are working. Ship: Satoru Gojo x Reader Warnings: There is no smut, just fluff. GOJO. Author's Note: I don't love Gojo a lot, but this comes to mind and I can't do anything. Important: English is not my first language; if you see a mistake, please tell me. Number of words: 465

It's most common for you to wake up before Satoru, because this man will only wake up if you miss his 182,636th turn in bed. No matter what time you wake up, Satoru is asleep. He used to have a slightly more rigid schedule, but that was because he had no reason to stay in bed. Now he does, and it's you. The sunlight doesn't wake you because the curtains are tightly closed. You simply wake up in complete darkness with Satoru holding you close, his arm pressed against yours.

You just sigh, because it wasn't part of the deal that this man would use you as his favorite stuffed animal. Carefully, very carefully, you move his arm, get up, and make sure he's now hugging a pillow so he doesn't notice you're gone. You fumble around the nightstand for your phone and then remember leaving it on the kitchen counter just before this man decided to carry out a quick kidnapping and take you to bed. You frantically wander around the room, arms outstretched, flailing them like a bird in full courtship. When you reach the bedroom door, relying solely on memory, you couldn't be happier. But that happiness is extremely short-lived.

You step out into the hallway and close the door. You carefully slide your hand along the wall, searching for the light switch, and when you find it, you flip it. Nothing. Darkness. Only darkness.

There's another one next to it, so you press it. Darkness. Now you don't know what to do. You grope your way across the cold wood, following like a blind person.

And, unfortunately, luck isn't on your side this time, so you trip over Satoru's shoes, the ones he took off last night laughing. Your balance gives way, and you can already feel the floor hitting your face.

But a blue trail surrounds you, and you levitate. Then a force I couldn't possibly understand pulls you in, and you bump into something. That something is called Satoru Gojo, and he catches you again.

"Satoru, I think the power's out." Satoru doesn't say anything, he just kisses your cheek and bites it.

"No, it's not out, it's just that the fuses aren't connected to the lights in the house," he murmurs as he continues kissing you and pulls you back onto the bed.

You blink repeatedly, because the fuses not being connected means your man lives like a blind man.

"And that's because of…?"

"The Six Eyes." "Oh, okay, that makes perfect sense."

You fall onto the bed without realizing it, crushed beneath the giant body of a man who wants to spend hours with you.

"Satoru."

"Yes?"