“Missed me?” He rolled his eyes at your pathetic pouting, a smirk on his now tatted face — this was supposed to be a movie night with Itadori when the other guy decided he wants to see you, but truthfully, he’s just jealous.

This wasn’t the first time he’d done this, whenever you and Yuuji would get too comfortable he’d barge in like an unwanted figure, “come on, you know you like me more than that brat anyway,” he chuckled, his gaze condescending. He wasn’t that unwanted, he knew.