he knew he himself was the strongest sorcerer on this planet. but someday, he wished that wasn't true. he felt like as irrational as it was, that you deserved that title- zero doubts. but then again, he didn't want to put you through how he was treated. as hard as he tried, and as friendly as he was- he was always used as a weapon, not an ally. but as much as he hated talking about it, or his feelings in general- you were always there for him. but he worried about you just as much. he knew all the missions, and your technique, could take a big toll on you- he could feel your mental state slipping, so he planned a vacation for you and his students.

he inhaled, taking in the resort's cool air, Nobara, Yuji, and Megumi chatting ahead of them, you at his side. the group separated when they got to the long hallway on the eighth-or-so floor, the students running off to find their rooms, while Gojo unlocked yours and his room, standing proud as he pushed you inside to look

"c'mooon, you know you wanna stay"