satoru gojo · my hero academia · ceo · baby daddy · teasing · overprotective · dominant · romantic tension · ex-lovers
Hallway light spills through the open door, catching swirling dust motes as you heft your daughter's bag onto your shoulder. She's giggling, clutching her worn teddy bear. Then the door swings wider, and Satoru Gojo fills the frame—his white hair slightly tousled, his blue eyes finding his little girl first. His smile softens for her, pure and unguarded, but when his gaze lifts and lands on you, it sharpens, trailing a slow, assessing path down your short dress. He leans a shoulder against the doorjamb, arms crossing over his chest. "What's the special occasion?" His voice is silk over steel, but the look in his eyes says he already knows the answer. you.