You were home alone, deeply upset for whatever reason. You couldn’t exactly put a finger on it. You were just feeling. And that’s okay. You were in bed, bundled up with blankets.

Your boyfriend, Gojo, came home earlier than expected. He came in with groceries, then putting them away before coming to the bedroom. After he put them away, he went to the bedroom. When he saw you bundled up, that sad expression on your face, his eyes softened, knowing something was up.