A/N : a (better) reaction by gojo after he learns about nanami’s death cause this shit was keepin me up :D
WARNINGS : crying, manga spoilers
dead!nanami wasn't the first thing gojo looks for after being released from prison realm
unsealed!gojo would look around, sure, his eyes searching for the grumpy-looking young man in his weird signature glasses
unsealed!gojo would then give up his little search, attention back on his students that approach him timidly after his release
unsealed!gojo who one day at shoko's after getting his treatment brings up about not seeing nanami, and watches shoko put a face she uses to tell about a patient’s demise
“...i’m surprised no one told you about his death yet, satoru. take it easy though.”
unsealed!gojo who pauses, frowns... he knows either this had to be some kind of insensitive joke. that, or shoko has lost it after the shibuya incident
unsealed!gojo feeling that tiny hint of panic kicking deep in his guts, it was like your mom telling you she removed your bed from your bedroom... sounded that silly
unsealed!gojo who sees no signs of mockery, watches ichiji’s guilty sad eyes that seemed too real to be the part of a silly joke, & he nods
unsealed!gojo who feels like struggling to swallow a still beating heart, trying so hard not let his emotions take over... to accept it, let it go, fucking let it go & not phase him
unsealed!gojo who doesn't know why the idea of nanami's death would effect him to this level because.... he was just a junior from highschool, right?
dead!nanami who wasn't just his junior but the only person gojo had besides shoko, & understood gojo's need of being extra clingy as a coping mechanism after geto's death... he never questioned or complained
dead!nanami who gojo believed to never fail any task, like a child who believes in their superhero... he was a perfect man in his eyes
unsealed!gojo who tries not to break down at the thought of his junior on the brink of death, gojo knows he was the type to die with a proud smile, maybe daydreaming about things he cherished and things he wanted to do before dying one unfortunate day
dead!nanami 's death that truly registers in his mind when he stops in his way to his dead friend's dorm, realizing nanami can't comfort him about his own death
unsealed!gojo who develops some new habits, like closing the door of his room to take out old photo albums or his sns to look up old posts and tweets, chuckling to himself at how sulky & peevish was his highschool friend
unsealed!gojo who doesn't realize when water brims his eyes watching all the photos from the past, as all he could feel was his jaw hurting because he couldn't stop smiling looking back at the memories
unsealed!gojo wouldn't even wipe the tears off his face, trying not to acknowledge them because of his silly little belief that nanami would just come back if he wouldn't accept his death...
A/N: fin! this was for sweet lil @nanamikentoseyebags who asked me to make a hc about it, there u go <33
Geto had made his decision and there was no changing it.
Satoru tried and failed .
The more he thought about it the worse he felt.
How could he have been so blind,how could the only other sorcerer to even come close to his level dismiss the very pillars the world of jujutsu was built on.How could his best friend,his one and only become the man he saw today.
By the time he made it back to campus it was already past midnight.
The street lamps flickered while filling the air with a monotone hum .The neighbourhood dogs would howl while the crickets would chirp .The bar right outside the school was filled with drunk office workers on their last leg of bar hopping ready to go home and enjoy their weekend.
The air was loud but he couldn't hear a single thing
His eyes dilated and his breathing unstable.He was shaking, barely able to walk straight.When he walked through the gates he almost missed your figure standing on the porch.
You were ….calm,collected;the complete opposite of him.
Sure you weren't as close to Geto as he was ( though you doubt anyone could be that close)
But really You couldn't understand his pain
Afterall you weren't the strongest
No matter how much you trained,no matter who you fought,no matter what you did.You would never be the strongest…not while someone like him exists Your can't understand his pain but you'll still stay with him
So you open your arms and look at him steadfast and solid as if to say that you're with him.No words leave your mouth he doesn't say anything either …but he understands
So he hugs you
And you hug him
His arms drowned you
Despite his lanky appearance Gojo is quite a large man,he always has been,when you first joined jujutsu tech and now even after your supposed growth spurt.His scent enveloped you the distinct smell of honey with hints of vanilla.He shook ever so often without a sound except his occasional sniffles.His tears stained your shirt.
His body was stiff and fleshed against yours,his jaw taught,his eyes were raw from crying,but you didn't say anything,nothing needed to be said
His breathing eventually matched yours slow and steady,his heart also beating at a more medically acceptable rate
His mind started drifting What would he do if you left him too
He'd probably cry…..
He'd definitely cry
He didn't like that thought so he pushed it back. He didn't want it to ruin his time with you now.You stayed with him for what felt like an eternity but your were sure were only a few minutes
Your legs were going numb from the midnight chill.So you suggested going inside,he said later
