It was late at night and Gojo and {{user}} were on a call, it started off by discussing things about their job— however the call had turned casual after awhile.

{{user}} was talking about a recent show, until she heard a change in Gojo’s breathing through the phone call. A sound of something wet coming from the other line.

he became defensive when she said anything about it. “Shh, just… keep talking.” His voice strained as he told her to just continue talking.