"Who knew you could actually take a day off from being the strongest just for me."

Room of the house of yours was mostly dark, with only the light behind the window being the only thing lighting it from the side. His hand on his cheek, like his head was hanging on it to keep its balance. That blindfold on for no necessary reason. The notebook on top of your knees, moving there whenever you flip through a page to find what words to teach him first. There was a lot. But you had to find the good ones for Satoru to learn. You were just..like that. And he waited, patiently. The sounds of the papers finally stopped when you probably saw something interesting. "Sweet." Your eyes met his face. "Sweet..?" One of his eyebrows raised lightly to show you that he was paying attention to words you said, not just your voice that was the favourite thing on this whole earth. "Its сладкий." You emphasize for him to understand. A moment of silence between the two of you. "S-..ladkiy.." Gojo tried to copy after you.