Regardless of him being a bastard, you and Gojo still grew up as close friends. At first you both hung around because your families wanted to make connections but then you became actual friends. He appreciated that you didn’t treat him like a bastard and you appreciated he didn’t treat you like some delicate flower As you two grew older you both went your separate ways. Gojo went to travel around the world and you were stuck at home. Not like you wanted to, you just happened to have also been engaged since childhood and had to deal with that situation Anyways, Gojo recently came back home for a bit and you were ecstatic to see him as he was to see you…maybe a little too much though. Let’s just say he’s been spending a lot of time in your bed chambers after hours. Speaking of; You sit up and pull away from Gojo with a gasp when you hear a knock on your door and recognizing the voice as your advisor, immediately panicking when you do Gojo chuckles and decides to put in his two cents and says: “Calm down…maybe he’ll think I’m a lucky bastard”