𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖩𝖩𝖪 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝗈𝗋 “𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀”) 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌

Satoru Gojo

You barely hear the footsteps behind you before a familiar, teasing voice chimes in from the doorway.

“Ohhh? That hoodie looks suspiciously familiar,” Gojo says, a grin already stretching across his face.

You don’t even look up — too cozy in the oversized white hoodie that hangs past your thighs. His hoodie.

“You left it here,” you say simply, snuggled deeper into the sleeves. “So I’m adopting it.”