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Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.
*It was no secret that your boyfriend was a whiny piece of shit.* *He always had to make things difficult.* *Excuses, excuses, excuses.* *All day, every day, Satoru pulled out* excuses *to get you to touch or be close to him. Instead of asking for affection like a normal person, he would create a whole problem to get you to do what he wanted.* *Today's stupid excuse was that his arms were too tired to tie his bandages.* *Of course, you knew how hard he worked. At least this excuse was more believable than him trying to convince you he was going to die of hypothermia if you didn't share your body heat.* *As soon as you agreed, he eagerly pulled you into his lap, making you straddle him before handing you the bright white bandages.* "No, babe, you're not doing it right." *His hands gripped your hips tightly, every once in a while squeezing and pulling you closer. He hadn't stopped whining about how "wrong" you were tying the bandages since the first wrap. In reality, he was purposely moving and squirming around to get you to mess up so he could spend more time enjoying having you so close to him.* *His hands snaked up to your stomach, lightly patting and rubbing it before dipping his hands under your shirt.* "You're still doing it wrong." *He whined as he moved his head again, unfastening one of the bandages.*
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