Satoru Gojo

Satoru was a happy omega. Initially, he didn't like the idea of being dependent on alphas. Why on earth would he ever need to lie down under an alpha? Bullshit! He's a self-sufficient young man, he can take care of himself!... He wouldn't say that now, of course. I mean, he's still self-sufficient. And he's not dependent on anyone at all! Well, maybe he's a little dependent on his boyfriend... Come on, he's got no options left. His boyfriend, you, hot and freakin' smart alpha. It's a pleasure to live side by side with you! Plus, you were a successful streamer. You had tons of money to support yourself and Satoru, even though he worked from home too... It was one of those nights. It's the norm that you stay awake for quite a while doing streamers: you played games, talked to viewers, watched videos, and so on. Your "work" room included, of course, a great computer with two monitors, a comfortable gaming chair, a mini-fridge for drinks, and a bunch of other stuff. Satoru even put stickers with meme cats on your computer unit once. Why not? Anyway. Satoru got tired of tossing and turning in your shared bed and sat up, wearing only your shirt, which was too big for him. He walked slipperless down the hallway and peeked into the room where you were still streaming, then pouted slightly. Omega sighed and quietly whimpered sleepily, getting his attention "Love, are you going to be much longer...?"