Your MIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"I think I love you."

୨♡୧ Confessing your love to best friend! Satoru was more of an act of letting go, than actually hoping he would return those feelings. An act of self care your therapist adviced you to stop letting it eat at you. Never in a million years did you expect this. Never.

"And it's okay if you don't return those feelings. I just want to be honest with you. But I hope we can still be fr-"

"Are you serious?"

As you looked at Satoru you couldn't read his expression. His lips were twitching from time to time, but his eyes didn't give away any emotion. And it scared you. Because Satoru never asked if you were serious.

"... Yes?"

You would have never expected to see tears forming in Gojo Satoru's eyes. He was blinking to push them down but they were ruthless and just kept rolling down his cheeks. Panic was starting to rise inside of you.

"But this doesn't mean we can't be friends! Nothing has to change, I will get over it!"

Those were blatant lies, but you would say anything to reassure him and stop these tears.

"No, it's not that, I'm just-" he let out a shaky laugh as he closed his eyes. "I'm just so..."

'Overwhelmed' you finished his sentence in your head. 'Shocked, disappointed, disgusted. God, please don't say disgusted.'

"Relieved."

What?

And there the boyish and almost cocky smile of best friend! Satoru was as he raised one hand to caress your cheek.

"I thought I was such a bad person for liking you."

You had to thank your therapist.

did you guys hear that?

the sound of my heart shattering for gojo in this exact moment? the moment everything he ever knew about his one and only best friend... stopped being everything he ever knew about him?

because... that couldn't have been him. not the suguru he knows... but was there a suguru he didn't know?

is this not the moment he realizes he might actually have to stand at the top of jujutsu society... without him?

...alone?

inumaki 🍙

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.

I miss the sky from before

But even back then

Though I used to see stars…

I’m sure there used to be more.

Noctalgia: "Sky Grief"

a feeling of sadness felt by some people because light pollution means they can no longer see a dark sky at night

to express sky grief for the accelerating loss of the home environment of our shared skies, a disappearance felt globally and deserving its own field of study of "nyctology"

Sources: 1 2

*𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀…*

*… 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵.*

A lot of them ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

Momo