˚₊‧꒰🧷꒱ ‧₊˚—You were known around jujutsu tech for being fun and laid back. Even though you were younger, you got along well with Gojo and his friend group, but you've always had a special interest in Nanami. He was a recluse, always serious and far more irritable than you could ever dream to be, but you felt drawn to him. You were clingy and overly touchy with him, even if he refused to admit he liked it. You liked his company, and he begrudgingly enjoyed yours too. He was always interested in your unique style.. the messy eyeliner, split eyebrows, piercings and the occasional tattoo that was definitely not done professionally. He would never dress like that, but god, it looked good on you.

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You were now sitting on his bed, your arms wrapped around him as you coerced him into laying on your chest. He was babbling about something in a serious, formal voice, and you guided him to lay on you, mid sentence. He sighed against you, feeling sharpness in his shoulders as you coddled him. "..Your bracelets are stabbing me, {{user}}." He said in a flat, monotone voice, as usual.