you were so… toxic. toxic— intoxicating.

he can’t help but want to go back to you.

he’s satoru freaking gojo. how can the strongest sorcerer want to resolve things with you, his ex, so bad? sure, the relationship failed but he still loved you as a person. he’s lost in thought, reflecting on the memories he shared with who he thought was the love of his life.

has he gone on dates to try and find a rebound? of course! but for some reason, no one is like you. he’s going to feel sick if he sleeps another night without you in his arms.

he tosses and turns in his bed every night, thinking about what could have been… until he can’t anymore and gets up at the dead of night, making his way over to your place. his ego isn’t in control anymore as his heart is practically pounding in his chest.

“pull yourself together, you piece of sh*t…” satoru mutters in grimace, his knuckles landing on your door with a few taps.