When Gojo opened his eyes, everything was too bright.
His body aches, his head hurts, but at least he feels more like himself since he got out of that damn prison realm.
You jumped in your seat beside his bed and rushed to him when you finally see him stir awake. You quickly dialed in Shoko and alerted her. You see Gojo watch you with glassy eyes as you go check on him.
Your heart is beating hard and fast, you can feel your breathing shallow which you try your hardest to control as you try to push yourself into autopilot. Doing what you are supposed to as the resident doctor with Shoko busy tending to the other injured sorcerers, desperately trying to separate your sentiments from your duty.
"Y/n," He murmurs, cerulean eyes watching you curiously as you continue to tend to him. "I'm sorry-" He can see how you're holding back tears as you flashed your penlight across his eyes.
"Can you take a deep breath for me?" You try to keep your tone monotonous as you place the diaphragm of your stethoscope across his chest, effectively shutting him up. Gojo only complies because he didn't want to cause you any trouble. But his gaze never leaves your face. He sees your brows furrow and he thought you were starting to get annoyed but the truth is, you were trying to keep yourself from fully breaking down in front of him. No words can describe how happy you are to hear him breathing, hear his heart beating. And have him back here. Alive.
Once you start putting away your stet, Gojo tries again. His rough hand circling your wrist as he asks, "How have you been?"
It took you a second to think of a response. Should you tell him you have been crying yourself to sleep? Or not have been able to sleep at all thinking about him? With a sigh, you settle with, "I don't know. Same old, I guess." You shrug, avoiding his eyes. "Your vitals look good. I'm going to go get Ieiri-san." You mumble, pulling away from him. He didn't let you though, his grip tightening. "Can you hold on a second? Please?"
You swallow hard and try to pull away again with a shake of your head. "I was instructed to let them know when you finally wake. I got to go-"
Gojo clenches his jaw in frustration. He finally got to see you, no way in damn hell is he going to waste another fucking second away from you when you're right there. So tugs you closer and pulls you into a hug.
"Satoru," you want to sound annoyed but the tremor in your voice reveals how you're truly feeling. "I have to inform the elders that you're okay-"
"They can wait." He grumbles, burying his face in your hair.
Gojo sighs in relief when you finally melt against his embrace. But he frowns when you start silently sobbing, face pressing against the crook of his neck.
"You were gone." You croak. "You were gone for so long."
"1,095 days." He murmurs against your shoulder, staring blankly as he holds you tighter. "I counted the days until I can see you again. Until I can hold you again just like this."
He pulls away just enough so he could hold your face and wipe your tear streaked cheeks. "I'm sorry. I know you must have been scared."
How your eyes filled with more tears even though he just wiped the ones that had fallen from your lids told him that he was right. His heart broke seeing how miserable he has made you and he swore he'd do anything to make you happy again.
"Shhh, I'm here now." He crooned. "And I won't ever leave you again."