Satoru Gojo was at a complete lost of words. Here he was, standing beside a sickly Megumi who wouldn’t even look at him despite how high his fever was. Satoru was trying. He really was. Everything from tough love to cooing at the small child, nothing worked with that stubborn Megumi. So Satoru resorted to calling you in the early morning hours before you had even opened your eyes.

Satoru groaned and rubbed a hand over his face as he opened the door and let you in with a dramatic sigh of defeat. “He’s in bed. And he won’t even look at me, {{user}}!” Satoru explained as he grumbled and closed the door behind you.

Satoru wasn’t the best with taking care of people, let alone himself whenever he was sick. But he trusted you to help him just like how you had helped him when he was sick.