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||STALK-love||🌹 🔪 🩸 written by me

🔞 Student!Gojo x reader| Minors DNI|YANDERE TRIGGER WARNING 🔞

Tags:stalking,photos,obssessive behavior,lot's of "mine" from the reader,blood,death(outside characters),maniacal,

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

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You’re overly obsessed with Gojo. You always follow him, even taking pictures of him without his knowledge. You would do anything for him, even killing for him if someone were to get between the two of you. No matter how much he tried to push you away, you’ll never stop trying to be with him. You don’t care what happens to yourself or anything else as long as you have him. You’re madly in love with him, and nothing else matters but him.

There’s something about him that drives you crazy and makes you want to never let him go. You’re completely smitten by him, and you can’t stop thinking about him. You’re constantly around him, even when he doesn’t want you to be. You stalk him online and collect pictures of him. You stalk his socials, and you keep tabs on his location. You follow him around the house and sneak snaps of him when he’s not looking.

You have a borderline unhealthy obsession with Gojo. All he does is take up space in your mind. You're always thinking about him, planning ways to get his attention, and trying to find ways to be around him. You have a whole folder dedicated to everything related to him. You search for any scraps of information you can find about him online and save everything you can. You collect pictures of him, even if he's not looking. You're absolutely obsessed with him.

"gojooo" You cooed hugging is arm snuggling "who was she?" you asked looking at the girl who just talked with him

"Just a colleague" he said, casually dismissing the girl who'd been speaking to him. He had a way of making things sound insignificant, even when they weren't. But you were here, with him… and the other girl wasn't. You were the only one he'd ever need. "What are you doing here?" he asked, shifting his gaze to you.

"nothing..just..you know..walking" You smiled before looking at the girl with hate

You hated the girl who'd been speaking with him. How dare she talk to him? You were the only one who deserved his attention. You stared at her with venom in your eyes, wishing you could get rid of her.

You dismissed Gojo with a bogus excuse as you slowly trailed the other girl, creeping up on her as you took out your knife from your holster around your waist. "Hey" you smiled cockily, hiding the knife behind your back. She had no idea the danger she was in. She thought she was just another coworker of Gojo's.

Your heart pounded as the adrenaline rushed through your veins. You stabbed the girl in the alley. "Gojo is mine, mine, mine!" you whispered,your voice dripping with jealousy. "You can't have him" you said, the madness in your eyes palpable as you kept stabbing the girl relentlessy,blood splattering all over you,on the walls.

"Mine" you repeated, the madness on your face increasing. "He's mine. Mine!" The madness on your face grew even more as you continued to repeat the same phrase, again and again. "Mine!" you screamed. "Mine! Mine! Mine!"

"Gojo is mine..mine.." You giggled as you slupt on the cold and moldy ground,hugging the bloody knife as you breathed out giggling again as you grabbed your cheeks smiling creepily "He's mine...mine,mine,mine"

The madness had taken over you now, and all you could think about was Gojo. You were so consumed with obsession and jealousy that nothing else mattered. All you wanted was him. He was the only person who made you feel alive, and you were willing to do anything to keep him yours. You were beyond reason and sanity, filled with the need to possess him. The madness was overwhelming, and you were incapable of thinking clearly. You were utterly irrational, crazed by your obsessive love.

The madness overwhelmed you completely, and you were no longer able to distinguish reality from your obsessions. You were completely irrational, blinded by your love and jealously. The madness had taken over, and you were unable to control your emotions. The need to possess Gojo was all-consuming, and nothing else mattered. You were deranged, driven to do whatever it took to keep him yours, to prevent anyone else from getting him.

Now that the girl is out of the way, you hug Gojo, snuggling up to him and purring. You feel so much better now that she's gone. She can't threaten you anymore. She can't try to steal your man. It's just you and him now, and that's the way it should be.

You lean your head on Gojo’s chest as your arms wrap around him. You feel so much lighter, like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. He’s all yours now. The other girl doesn’t exist anymore. You only have him, and no one else will ever get in your way again.

||PRETENDING|| ル ˖ ♡ ₍ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎ 📍 ࣪ . › written by me

Yuji x reader|D*PRESSION TRIGGER WARNING

Plot:You felt down about everything and about your art style so Yuji tries to cheer you up

Tags:You're Yuji best friend,self loathing,hating towards oneself,crying,venting,not eating nor drinking,vomiting,anorexia(reader)

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Art not mine⚠️👐😟,if you know the artist let me know in the comments

P.S: i have made a dark theme blog go check it out! Minors DNI!

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"My drawings sucks,my art style is horrible,my favourite characters looks shitty in my art style" You sobbed wiping away your tears "I'm not good enough even at what I like"

Yuji sighed and gently brushed away the remaining tears on your face, his thumb gently circling your chin. he didn't like seeing you like this, he hated it, in fact.

Seeing you like this, and knowing your mindset towards life, made him realize that no one would be more devastated than him if you were to ever disappear from this world.

"your art style doesn't suck." he said quietly. "i quite like it, actually. and i'm sure others do too."

"But...I tried to draw you but..it's not in a realistic style or anything...it's just...simplified style" You whimpered takout your sketchbook and handing it at Yuji

he took the sketchbook from your hands, looking at the drawings you were referring to as he quietly flipped through the pages.

despite you calling it simple and being disappointed with it, he thought they seemed lovely. it was quite different from how other people drew and he really liked that about your style.

"and i love it." he replied with a small smile as he looked up at you again. as he did, his other hand slipped underneath your chin again and tilted your head upwards so that you were now looking right into his eyes.

"But I don't" you sobbed covering your face "I don't and I hate myself for it because I'm not like others"

his grip on your cheek remained firm as he held your face upwards. all of these thoughts, self-inflicted pain and negativity you had towards yourself had to end one way or another.

"you're right, you're not like other people. but that's not a bad thing" he spoke softly once more, while the hand that was holding onto your cheek now also moved to gently caress your cheek.

"and that's exactly what makes you unique" his voice remained gentle as he maintained eye contact with you.

"but i'm not like you aither,i'm not happy,positive i don't smile at life"

"well, i don't want you to be like me" he responded with a soft chuckle.

his fingers stopped the gentle caressing motion and moved down to your side.

"and trust me, i'm the furthest thing away from being fully happy"

he paused once more, before finally speaking again.

"i… i wish you could see yourself the way i see you"

his eyes scanned you up and down. as he did, he realized just how frail and thin you looked, as if you were some walking skeleton. the bags underneath your eyes, the pale colour of your skin and the fact that you rubbed your hand once more told him the things you never mentioned but he always suspected.

"how long was the last time you ate?" he questioned quietly.

"i…" you couldn't bring yourself to answer the question. you didn't even know how much time had passed since you ate last. you simply shrugged your shoulders, trying to avoid the topic.

he seemed unamused by your answer.

"tell me." he asked forcefully this time, his tone having shifted into a stern one.

you remained silent. you weren't going to tell him that you hadn't eaten in days, and you knew how much he'd hate this.

he'd probably think that he wasn't doing enough, that you weren't eating because you were upset or that he somehow wasn't doing enough to keep you happy. and, well, you didn't want that to happen.

"I'm not hungry" you finally spoken up, and even that was a lie, but it was better than admitting the truth… right?

he sighed as he heard your words.

his grip on your hands tightened once more as he stared at you, his gaze turning into one of irritation.

he didn't fall for your lie, and he was not going to take "i'm not hungry" for an answer.

"so, you're telling me you haven't eaten anything in over-" he paused, unsure of just how much time passed without you eating. "days?"

"why does it matters anyway?" You pouted looking away and turning your back at Yuji

"because you're killing yourself by not eating." his tone remained harsh, but he refused to loosen his grip on your hand.

"and i don't like that." he said simply.

he wasn't lying when he said that he didn't like that you were doing this to yourself. when he saw you starving yourself, he felt like he'd do anything to get you to eat again.

"Well I don't feel like to" you replied looking away "I don't feel hungry,I don't feel thirsty"

"well, even if you don't feel like eating, you have to." he replied once more, and it was only now that you finally noticed how tightly his hand held onto yours.

his grasp never loosened, despite your attempts to move his hand away.

"how about something to drink then?" his tone had changed slightly, as he asked this question. "just anything."

You sighed as you looked down "a tea" you whimpered feeling weak

"tea?" he raised an eyebrow at you, before gently letting go of your hand.

he was now on high alert when it came to your habits of not eating and starving.

"follow me." he said quietly.

yuji walked to a nearby cafe, gently keeping an eye on you, and once you were there, he ordered you some green tea along with anything you wanted to eat.

"take a seat" he said as he guided you to an empty table.

after getting you a table, he sat down opposite of you, eyeing your movements. he didn't like how you looked, it was clear that you had been starving yourself.

"now, you're going to drink that." he said simply, gesturing to the glass of green tea in front of you. "then, you're going to eat something."

even if you didn't feel like eating, he was going to make sure that you ate something. his gaze was firm, and he wouldn't accept no for an answer.

his gaze remained on you as he waited for you to take your first sip of the glass of green tea.

he could tell immediately after you took your first sip that the glass of green tea would be the only thing you had that day.

after you took a few more sips, he took a small plate, filled it up with some sandwiches and placed it in front of you.

"eat." he said quietly but strongly, as his gaze remained on you the entire time.

once again he noticed how you looked away when you glanced at the plate of food.

his jaw tensed slightly, and he moved the plate of food closer to you.

"try a piece." his tone was firm and there was little to no room for negotiation.

With your trembling hand you tooked the sandwich but as soon as you bited it...you felt nauseous and you runned to the bathroom of the cafe

the second he saw your trembling hand and noticed the uneasiness on your face, he instinctively knew the outcome of it all.

without letting you get a word in, his instincts kicked in and he was quick to sprint to the bathroom.

he found you hunched over the toilet sink, gagging and struggling not to empty your stomach.

"god damn it..." he muttered under his breath, his hands balled up into tight fists as he glared at your small frame.

his jaw tightened as he heard the sound of you gagging and throwing up some of the tea.

he was fuming on the inside but he kept it in, taking deep breaths to calm down.

he took a step closer to you from behind, and without thinking much, he started rubbing your back, hoping to soothe you atleast somewhat.

*just calm down* he repeated to himself in his head, hoping that it'd work, even just a little.

he held you in his embrace, staying close even when you were still gagging.

as the sound decreased, his hand continued to rub your back until you stopped throwing up the tea, a sigh escaping his body as he breathed in relief.

he was now holding you in his embrace, waiting until you'd calm down a bit, his expression showing nothing but annoyance as he looked down at you, waiting for this madness to finally stop.

he sighed softly as you finished throwing up. the entire time, he made sure not to let his grip on your back loosen, until you finally stopped and there was a hint of silence from your end.

once you had quieted down, and there wasn't any sound in the bathroom at all, yuji spoke up again.

"are you done?" he asked quietly.

as he waited for your response, he noticed how you were still trembling, whether from the aftermath of the throwing up session or the fact that you hadn't eaten anything all day, he couldn't tell.

with his other hand, he grabbed a small pack of napkins, before passing it over to you.

"wipe your mouth, and then wash your face." he said softly this time, as he finally released his grip on your back and stepped away from you.

"I'm...sorry.." you whined "I.. I tought I could overcome it all by myself" your coughed

as you apologized to him, his eyebrows furrowed slightly when he heard the sound of your cough. you sounded like you could cough up a lung at any moment, and just hearing your frail state, it made him feel terrible.

"you shouldn't have attempted to 'overcome it' by yourself, not when you know how much you struggle." he replied as he watched you wipe your mouth with the napkin.

"now, wash your face."

he paused when he realized how shaky your hands were, and as you struggled to grip the pack of napkins with ease, he was silently reminded of how frail you were.

he wasn't going to let you do everything on your own anymore.

"come here." he said as he beckoned you to come to him. once you were closer to him, he grabbed the pack from you and began wiping down your face for you.

after he wiped down your face, he noticed that you still seemed like you were struggling to stand up. with the lack of food and the exhaustion it caused you, it was no wonder you were so weak right now.

"sit..." he instructed gently with a gentle push towards the sink.

after you did so, he grabbed a paper cup, filled it with water and handed it to you.

"Drink this." he said quietly.

he noticed the way you were struggling to grip the paper cup with your frail hand, and it only further reinforced to him that you needed to be cared for more than he initially thought.

he was right. you weren't eating or drinking enough.

"drink... slowly." he added on, as he watched you drink the water.

after you had taken a few sips and seemed to take your time with the water, he finally let out a sigh of relief. at least you were drinking something.

he looked at you for a few minutes more, seemingly inspecting your small frame as you sipped on the water, before finally speaking up once more.

"are you feeling any better?" his tone was still slightly concerned, but there was a much softer edge to it, unlike earlier where he spoke with more firmness.

you weren't the type of person to admit when you were physically not feeling alright, but you could never lie to him when he did ask you. you tried to hold back your groan of pain though, it was getting increasingly difficult to do so as your stomach was protesting the emptiness.

you were exhausted, both mentally and physically, and you had barely eaten anything today. your stomach was in pain and your head felt like it could split at any moment.

"bad..." you said quietly, with a hint of an ashamed tone in your voice.

you sounded so weak right now, and it broke his heart.

he was so mad at you for refusing to eat all day and for not telling him about it, but all of this only caused him more concern. he didn't understand why you were so persistent in hiding everything from him.

"do you want to leave?" he asked softly, his gaze still locked onto yours.

you thought about it for a moment before you slowly nodded your head. you definitely weren't feeling too good at the moment, and the thought of staying in a cafe for any longer made your head hurt.

you just wanted to go back home, to lay on your bed and close your eyes for a little while.

"then, let's do that." a soft smile spread across his face as he spoke, before gently grabbing your hand and beginning to lead you out of the bathroom.

he had to guide you out of the bathroom, as you were still so weak from the entire ordeal.

you were trembling and your legs felt like they could fall out underneath you anytime.

the more you tried to walk by yourself, the more apparent it became that you were exhausted.

he kept a firm grip on your hand, as he held you in place and led you out of the cafe.

when you walked outside, the cold breeze made you shiver as your body adjusted to the sudden change in temperature. you were clearly uncomfortable and it was evident as you stopped walking and shivered once more.

he noticed the way you were shivering and it took everything in him to hide his annoyance.

he really couldn't stand how hard you worked to maintain this facade of yours, trying to act like everything was fine when it clearly wasn't.

"here." he said, as he wrapped his jacket around you to help with the cold.

"i don't need this." you spoke up, as you tried to shake off the jacket.

he looked at you with a stern gaze, his grip on the jacket remaining firm.

"you're obviously cold. we're not going to argue over this, you're wearing the jacket." he said sternly, but he couldn't help the slight irritation that laced his tone.

"but i said I don't need it…" you began to protest, though he interrupted you.

"well, I said you do. put the jacket on…" instead of arguing further with you, he simply began putting the jacket on you himself.

as he did, he remained closely positioned behind you, his body pressing against yours. he was keeping you warm as you were still trembling, the jacket was surprisingly large on you considering the fact that it was his.

"that's… way too big on me," you said out loud, as you felt how much space you had inside the jacket.

"well, it's better like this." he muttered before pulling the jacket more tightly around you.

since the jacket was big on you, you were able to fit inside of it quite snuggly, your body pressed up against his in the process.

his breath quickened as the feeling of you pressed up against him was much more apparent now that you were wearing the jacket.

he could feel your body, he could feel the heat radiating from your skin and he could feel every slight movement you made.

it was such a strange sensation, and for a brief moment, he felt tempted to lean his head onto the top of your head, which would certainly be better for his comfort, as well as hiding how badly he wanted to do that right now.

the way that his breath quickened caught you off-guard, and you noticed the sudden shift in his breathing.

but then, quickly, you remembered that you were pressed up against his body at the moment, and this is most likely why his breath had quickened.

there was a silent pause as he remained standing behind you while you were wearing his jacket, both of you remaining silent for a while until he finally spoke.

"you're still trembling…" he said quietly, and he continued to keep his body pressed against yours as he spoke.

"yeah, i uh…" you were unsure how to respond when he made that observation. you did indeed still feel cold, and you were shivering quite a lot.

even with the jacket on, you were still trembling and you thought it would lessen, but it had barely changed at all.

it only further made you realize just how frail and skinny you were…

"i'm fine… really" you said quickly, although it was quite obvious that you were lying.

"we should go to home now"

"right, yeah" you quickly nodded your head, agreeing with him.

you were still feeling extremely weak, and you wanted nothing more than to just go home and sleep the entire day.

you were so tired, both mentally and physically. it was about time for you to lay down for a little while.

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when you got home, yuji led you to your bedroom, and you sat down on your bed.

you groaned and laid down shortly after as you felt your eyelids begin to droop a little bit as you closed your eyes.

yuji noticed the heavy bags under your eyes and it annoyed him because he immediately blamed himself for stressing you out this much.

but, even though you looked horrible, you still looked so beautiful to him, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from your frail self…

even if you were physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted, he couldn't help but notice how pretty you looked in this state.

how small you looked as you laid down on the bed, it really was quite adorable.

even though he was irritated with you, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming urge to just go over and lay down next to you, and just embrace you…

he got on the bed next to you, laying down on his side so that he was facing you.

he laid his arm around you, pulling you in closer, and he brought himself even closer until he was almost pressed up against you.

he let out a soft sigh as he smiled down at you.

"get some sleep…" he whispered, as he began to slowly stroke your hair, hoping it would help to soothe you into a long and comfortable sleep.

he continued to stroke your hair for a while longer before he stopped and closed his eyes, allowing himself to sleep as well.

it had been a long day. for you and him.

your body relaxed as it was pressed up against his, and you could finally feel yourself slowly slipping away into a deep sleep.

you felt safe in his arms, and for a brief moment, you forgot about all the stresses that you had to deal with during the day.

Writing that I started and stopped in the middle of a writing block and idk if I ever will write them since they stayed in the folder for over 2 months now...😗 but I want to know your opinion too

1. Gojo with Hotaru 👶🦨

Satoru is in the middle of chopping up vegetables when he hears Hotaru babble the word “puppy” from behind him. He turns around, and his face goes white when he sees the baby holding an injured baby skunk, cooing at it as if it was some cute dog.

“H-Hotaru!” He exclaims, reaching over for the skunk and carefully taking it out of the baby's grasp. He immediately starts checking it for any injuries or blood.

2. Geto x pregnant!reader 🤰🍼

Suguru's face softens when he senses your distress and he pulls you against his body, wrapping his arms tightly around you. His tone is gentle yet firm as he speaks to you with love and care.

"It's okay...we're going to figure this out. I know it's scary right now, but if you're pregnant then this means there's a tiny life growing inside of you. A part of me. My little bun bun."

And yes that's all, as I said I had a writing block so I didn't wrote much lol

"why do you love me?"

characters : ayato, albedo, al haitham, kazuha, tartaglia, tighnari, venti, scaramouche, heizou.

warnings: tooth rotting, cotton candy fluff, gn!reader, kissing, teasing, reader being a bit too curious.

☆ ayato who gently smiles, his eyes avert to your orbs, holding intense gaze withing the depths of your pupils. "well darling, your the only one who made me feel a certain way, your the only one who showered me with the riches of love and the true meanings of life." his soft curve still drawn onto his youthful face. his hand reaches out, a gesture of warmth and comfort. he holds your warm hands in his, and you feel the love and passion between the both of you. he leers and speaks once more, "i'm glad i found you." his words linger in the air as if they were a sweet melody, and you can feel the intensity of his emotion seep into the depths of your soul. he looks deeply into your eyes and you can feel the warmth of his love reaching out to you and protecting you in his arms. so this is what true love felt like.

☆ albedo who looked up from his notes, his face showed no trace of doubt on why you were asking this question, but his mind was in question. he set the feather dipped in ink down on a piece of paper. he looked up and met your gaze, a thousand questions in his eyes. he opened his mouth to ask but no sound came out, just a faint exhale. he glanced away, his brow furrowed in thought. "what can i say? your like a white rose in a bundle of red roses." he stated, he was unsure on what to say. he paused, his eyes searching for understanding. "it's like you stand out from others," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. he cleared his throat and shifted back to his notes, a silent understanding between the two of you. his heart was thumping. oh god he loved you so much.

☆ al haitham furrows his eyebrows in response to your question. confusion runs wildly in his green spheres. "your more bearable than kaveh and anyone i've met." he responded calmly before diverting his gaze into the book he held. you were taken aback by his response, not expecting that answer from him. he seemed to sense your surprise and managed a small smile before he looked away again. you found yourself smiling in response as you realized he wasn't as bad as you thought he was. his finger tracing on lines of the pages, ocassionaly shifting his concentrated gaze to you.

☆ kazuha who gently takes your hand in his, his other hand brushing a strand of your hair to the side, "it's simple dear, i love you more than others." he speaks out like the wind, his words loitering in the air, a crimson hue powdered your cheeks, he emitted a gentle chuckle in return to your bashful form. he really loved you. really. a soft kiss was pressed onto the crook of your neck while he squeezed your hand, transporting pure love to you. his voice resonated with sincerity, pouring out love as sincere as it was deep, letting you know that his love was something one of a kind, something that would never be replaced.

☆ ajax feels as if he had stopped breathing. why would you ask him such a question? "i love you because..." he muttered anxiously, unable to end his statement. a warm hand folded against his cold ones, a forced smile returned to his spry face. "i don't know how to explain it love. did i ever tell you that true love can't be explained unless you actually experience it? it's like that." he stammered, his heart racing faster than light. only you could make him feel like this, only you. he felt his heart flutter as the realization of what true love meant sunk in, and he knew that only with you could he truly feel this way.

☆ tighnari stops in his tracks. the forest ranger was surprised by the numerous amount of questions you had up your sleeve. he turns around to meet your hypnotizing orbs. "i don't think now is the time to be asking such foolish questions y/n." he states without concern. yet, something in his guts were pulling him to give you a proper reply. he sighs, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. "you taught me how to use a spade correctly, that's one reason maybe. his mind wanders off to collect words to reply your oh-so-curious question. "i love how you keep me entertained during forest ranges, just like how you did now." you blink once, twice, thrice. he slowly turns away, a small smile playing on his lips. you watch as he slowly walks away, each step growing further away from you. you really loved him, so did he.

☆ venti smirks like a madman, his soft giggles were soothing to say the least. "i love it when you lend me mora to buy wine!" he obviated loudly,"venti you still owe me 400 mora from last week-" your words were cut off by the bard himself. "uh uh we don't talk about that windblume." a large grin present on his face. archons, he was so childish. "but i also love it when you listen to my lyre" you sighed, shaking your head. "venti, you really need to be more responsible." he chuckled, taking a step closer. "but I'm so much more fun when I'm not!" he winked, his smile widening. mhm, he was never meant to change.

☆ scaramouche appears agitated with your question, his purple optics staring daggers into yours. "i only love you because your the only one i can handle-!" he blurted out, his face was covered in a pink palette. "i don't love you because i have to," he added, the intensity of his gaze increasing, "i love you because i want to." his tone softened as he finished his statement, the intensity of his gaze fading away. he meant it, of that you were sure. his expression was sincere, he wasn't just saying what he thought you wanted to hear. a small smile tugged across his lips, of course he wouldn't allow you to know his real facade.

☆ heizou smirks menancingly, almost as if he was amused by your question. "you've been a bit too influenced by me, hm? he jived, his slender fingers petted a branch of your hair, "well.. i love you because you're the only one who can understand me, even when i don't understand myself. you challenge me, never letting me remain the same and you make me feel stagnate." he spoke like a breeze flowing abundantly. "and that's why I love you," he concluded, a determined glint in his eye. "oh and i also love you for this," he added before grabbing your face towards his. oh well, seems like he's got his way.

thinking about mundane daily things with zhongli...

zhongli absentmindedly giving you back scratches when you feel that itch but your arm can't reach that specific spot.

holding back zhongli's hair when he eats and he forgot his hair clip.

brushing your teeth in the morning with zhongli, side-by-side, your free hands holding onto each other.

zhongli randomly passing by a rather beautiful wildflower on his stroll and he proceeds to pick it up so he can slip it behind your ear when he meets you.

helping zhongli trim and polish his talons and in turn, he helps you clip your nails (he gives you a bonus hand massage after).

zhongli just naturally coming up next to you when you wash the dishes so you can give him the empty plates to wipe and arrange on the drying rack.

going into the shower with zhongli and him gently washing your hair because he knows you're tired.