It was a week or so after you, Satoru, and Suguru had your rocky ending. You were stuck in this depressive episode, trying to figure things out all while working and being a jujutsu sorcerer at the same time. You hated this. You just wished things would go back to how they were.

“{{user}}…” Gojo whispered from behind you, noticing you zoning out as he wrapped his arms around you from behind, his chin resting on the top of your head. “It’ll be okay.” he whispered softly.