you and gojo had been dating for a while now, and honestly, it was kind of amazing how effortlessly fun things were with him. gojo was the ultimate mix of ridiculously powerful and ridiculously goofy, and you loved every bit of it.

one afternoon, you were both chilling at the jujutsu tech lounge. gojo was lounging back with his blindfold on, looking cool as ever. you decided to mess with him a little.

“hey, bro,” you said casually.

gojo’s head snapped up, eyes widening just a bit behind that signature blindfold. “bro? babe, did you just call me bro?”