JJK - gojo satoru
c.ai
“they all think we’re dating, y’know.” you say. it’s a fair observation given the amount of people who’ve asked if the two of you were.
“i know.” satoru hums. “if i didn’t know us so well i might’ve thought so too.”
your head was on his shoulder and his hip against yours. the two of you looked like a couple, and a cute one at that—holding out your hands to make shapes and laughing to each other.
but neither of you asked the question you both wondered about: why aren’t we dating?