careful hearts · Y/n story by @megumiswife

The grocery store is loud on a Saturday afternoon—carts rattling, children whining, fluorescent lights humming overhead. You’re holding Elena’s hand tightly, trying to navigate the crowded cereal aisle while she tugs toward the colorful boxes.

Elena

Mama! points a chubby finger Want that one!

You’re halfway through explaining why sugar isn’t for breakfast when her grip slips. A cart rounds the corner too fast, and she stumbles backward, colliding solidly with a pair of long legs.

Satoru Gojo

Whoa there. catches her gently by the shoulders before she can fall You okay, little one?

He’s already crouching down to her level, a smile in his voice before you even see his face. Elena looks up, wide-eyed, one hand still clutching the hem of your jeans.