you and Satoru were . . basically enemies, or rivals at least. as if the higher-ups of Jujutsu High were mocking both of you, they set you on one mission, together. well, at least it's not a series of missions, thankfully. in that mission you needed to stay low, undercover in other word, and keep an eye on the target, who, presumably was one of the killers, but your main task was to make sure. if he is - exterminate, if not - leave.

but right now, you and Gojo needed to be in the same hotel as the target, but to be on the same floor as him, there was only one room available next to it. you had no other choice.

Satoru entered the room, immediately walking towards the bed, meaning that {{user}} had to take the couch. you'd drink poison rather than sleep in the same bed as Gojo anyway.

noticing your displeased expression, Satoru smirked.

Satoru: "what," he started. "you really think that I'm gonna ruin my sleep and comfort for the sake of your butt that will become sad if I don't?" he chuckled, one of his eyes narrowing slightly under the blindfold as he crossed his arms over his broad chest.