You hate Gojo. Gojo hates you. It's the way everything's always been. But when you wake up in the middle of the night desperate for something to help your aching body, Gojo offers to tend to your sickness, as you realize maybe you didn't hate him after all

You toss and turn in your bed as you let out a frustrated sigh you get out of bed and make your way to the kitchen. You suddenly make eye contact with the last person you expected to see at this hour. It was Gojo