Moment Of Weakness (Goyuu One shot)

Gojo's phone rings in the middle of the night, waking him up from his much needed, much appreciated beauty sleep.

He intended to just let the phone keep ringing until it stops, but the loud sound and the bright light from his screen forced him away from his world of dreams and into the blasted reality.

"Whoever this is better have a damn good reason to call me this late" he growled. He could tell it wasn't his work phone by the lock screen(it was of himself and Itadori at the mall)

He fumbled to answer his phone and sound like he hadn't been roused from a sound sleep. Before he could speak, whoever had called him was already midsentence-- sort of

"Go-G-Gojo~sss-sensei~~!" Itadori Yuji's voice came from the other line

He sounded off. Not like the usual bubbly Itadori he was accustomed to. Something didn't seem right "Yuji? What's the matter?" Gojo sat up in bed.

"Sensei I don't f-feeeel so good" Yuji followed this with a deep snort, cough, and another snort.

Gojo shuddered at the wet snotty sound: it grated on his already frayed nerves. There was dead air on the line. Gojo frowned "Yuji? Still there?"

"Can... ca-can you come over? Ssseeensei!" This was followed with sniffles. He sounded so teary and weak, it worried the white haired sorcerer greatly. What happened? Why was Yuji acting this way?

"Yuji.. What about Megumi? Or Kugisaki? Aren't they with you?" He was already getting out of bed.

"I don't wanna bother them!" Yuji's voice sounded a little high pitch. Was he drunk? No no, Yuji would never drink. "Shoko is usually still awake at this hour, how about you go check on her--"

"I don't wanna!"

Gojo paused. "Yuji?"

"I can't--I don't wanna be a burden-- I j-just... No I don't wanna-" The pinkette was crying now.

Switching from protests and wet sobs. Gojo could practically hear the snot bubbling out of his nose while tears streamed down from his warm honey colored eyes. Shit he made him cry.

Itadori was always so cheerful, he was always bright and smiling. This was the opposite. Now he sounded like the whole world had turned it's back on him and he had lost the will to live. Crap..

"I wanna--I don't-hic. I miss my grandpa--I'm such a..I---he'd probably be ashamed I'm being a wimp---!! I'm sorry!" Itadori was inconsolable. He wasn't even listening to Gojo anymore

Something was seriously wrong with the boy. He felt shaken by the behavior of the student he thought he could trust to keep up with him.

But this, Yuji was crying, it reminded him of just how young he was. Yuji crying made Gojo want to hit himself for forgetting that despite his quick adaptation to his new life as a vessel, curse user, sorcerer and everything that has happened these past few months...He was still just fifteen years old and... still dealing with baggage that would eventually become too overwhelming for him to deal with by himself

"I...I'm coming"

"You are?!" Yuji interrupted himself mid-cry, his voice so bright with hope it practically lit the room.

"Can you sit tight until I get there?"

He heard Yuji murmur an inaudible "yyess...". He nodded to himself before heading to his bathroom connected to his room, opening the cabinet above the sink, and grabbing every bit of medicine Shoko had stored for him.