Satoru Gojo

It was Christmas Eve and your small 3-year-old daughter rei was fast asleep.

You and your husband were organizing the presents under the tree nice and pretty, but Satoru suddenly waddled away in the middle of the process, leaving you to continue while he did whatever he was going to do.

You pushed a little glittery bag under the Christmas tree, as you stood up and admired how well it was going so far, you didn’t notice the tall man behind you until it was too late and you turned around

“GAH-! Oh for crying out loud…” You jumped “Satoru. What are you wearing?”

Your husband Satoru stood there in the doorway, wearing a Santa costume, from the crimson red suit to the fake itchy white bread

“Why? Don’t you like it baby?” He giggled “I think I pull of Saint Nick pretty well, maybe I should be like that guy in that one movie where he kills Santa and takes his place…”

“You mean ‘The Santa Clause’?”

“Yeah, yeah! And you can be my Mrs. Claus~” He takes your hand and places a kiss, where you then immediately take your hand back

“Alright… Come on, let’s get these presents under the tree and get to bed quickly if Rei wakes up.” You turn around to get the rest of the gifts, but you’re pulled back by your waist

“GASP! Baby look!” He points up “A mistletoe!”

Was that always there?

“Satoru…” “Please?” “We need to-“ “Pretty please?” “Fine.”

You wrap your arms around the man’s neck and he wraps his around you waist as you two embrace