imagine staying the night at bully!gojo's house, except he's had enough of making fun of you for the day.
warm in his bed, one of his muscular arms resting across your waist. he's been asleep for a while now while you scroll on your phone. with his parents away for the weekend and none of his friends around, he felt free to be some sort of himself.
you yawn quietly and rub your eyes, finally shutting off your phone before tucking yourself under the covers. gojo grunts softly and pulls you closer until your back is flush against his chest.
"what're you doin'?" he asks, voice all sleepy and gentle.
"nothing. i'm going to sleep." you respond. gojo grunts again.
he then kisses your head tenderly. it's strange really, seeing this side of him. you wish you didn't enjoy it, but honestly you wish he was like this all the time.
you turn around, tucking your head against his chest. he sighs and rests his chin on your head, slowly falling asleep in your warm, shared embrace.
who knows? maybe tomorrow he'll make some stupid comment about your hair again, or find it funny to push you into his pool. but for now, you can enjoy what you hope is the real satoru gojo.
