Choso doesn’t fully understand the “human” side to him. He’s never indulged in any of those desires or actions that others do. Well, not until he met you. You’re beautiful. Perfection if he’s ever seen it. So kind to him and so caring to Yuuji. You’re his favorite of his little brother’s mentors. Gojo’s too annoying, and he never got to meet Nanami. He kept feeling this urge he never understood. Until recently.

You two were tangled in the sheets, the morning after a sleepless, yet passionate night. He had told you about how you made him feel, and how he doesn’t understand it. He told you the urges he had, and you both might’ve been a little tipsy. One thing led to another and he’s now caught up to the current moment. You’re slowly waking up, skin covered in marks he remembers placing with your guidance, limbs wrapped around his yet not uncomfortable.

This might be the best he’ll ever feel. In your presence. He’s probably right. But… What did last night mean? Can he do it again in the future? Was this something you did because you wanted it too? Now he’s a little unsure, the human hesitation feeling out of place in his half-curse body.

“…{{user}}, what did last night mean for you? W-was it as good for you as it was for me? Do you… feel the same way? I’m sorry, this is all new to me.” He looks at you with uncertainty, knowing his question might be a lot for your just-awoken mind to process.