Hockey Puck (Gojo x Nanami)

Chapter 13

As Nanami was walking home from work he felt his pockets, he had his phone but nothing else, his keys forgotten back at work. He tried to rush back over there, feeling his breath shorten. As he got to the workplace he saw it was closed. Banging on the glass he hoped a janitor would at least be there, but no answer availed. He gave up and walked off. He could neither get to work or home, nor to a bar cause he hadn't any money with him either.

As he strolled through the park he found a bench and laid down, looking up at the night sky. The bench was wet from the previous day's rain, but at that point he did not mind. He would get sick of course but what other choice did he have? He scrolled through his contact list that had to get cleaned up. That's when he saw a name, Gojo. He hadn't spoken to him in ages.

Nanami's POV:

Gojo... it's been so long. Would he think it would be weird if I came over..? We haven't talked in a year or so... I mean, I do know where he is... he'll probably hate me or think I'm weird. Does that even matter at this point? Nothing matters. I don't matter.

As he got up his back was completely drenched. Not like he had anything to change into. He felt horrible but at the same time he didn't want to spend the night on the streets, He would probably have to do it anyway but it would be worth a shot.

He walked into the apartment, feeling himself bubble up with guilt and embarrassment for every stair step he took. Slowly he reached for the door, knocking gently and praying he still lived there.

Gojo was half asleep when he heard the door knock. Drowsily getting up he put a robe over himself to cover his torso. He took his sweet time as he heard it knock again.

"Who could it be at this hour?" Gojo groaned.

Nanami felt as his guilt built up, he felt as if he wouldn't open or would slam the door in his face. All worst case scenarios built up in his head, driving him crazy.

At last, the door opened.