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Okaeri ┆ ⤿ ⌗ ⸻
You scanned Gojo's appearance as you approached him, he was leaning against the railings near the vending machines. he hadn't noticed you yet and he was brooding about something. He was evidently tired as if he wasn't able to sleep last night,
"Woah. what happened to you?" You asked as he seemed to be thinking deeply—maybe that was the reason why he was up all night. You were concerned since he tends to overwork himself on occasions.
Satoru snapped out of his trance and looked at you, you didn't notice but his eyes went a smidge bit soft. "[y/n]," He said it in a tone that felt like he was confirming something,
Something was definitely wrong. You stood beside him and copied his movements, "Why didn't you sleep?" you stared at him, he moved his eyes away from you subconsciously pushed his glasses up, "Yes I did," you knew he was lying.
Your eyebrows knitted together, you couldn't help but look at him worriedly. you placed a hand on his shoulder, "What's wrong?" you asked softly,
Oh how your gestures were only making his thought process worse, he adjusted his glasses again, "Nothing, I was stressing about the results." he shrugged, that made your eyebrows raise ever so slightly,
That was so unlike him. He was generally confident with his academic skills and he'd be the last person to worry about grades.
As much as it was killing you to see him like this, you didn't wanted to pry, "Well.. whatever it is, don't.. tire yourself out, wether it's worth losing sleep or not. Hope you find a solution. Let me get you a drink, 'kay?" you pushed yourself up from the railing and walked closer to the vending machine.
How you were able to say the precise reassuring words was beyond him, but it made a sense of serenity settle within him. It was funny, he usually never needed reassurance or validation (except if it was from a basketball).
"Cranberry." You placed the chilled cranberry soda can on his cheek making him hiss and smack your hand away. "thanks," he flicked the can open and it fizzed, you sipped on your lemon soda alongside him.
"Suguru will be here in few minutes," Satoru spoke up after a moment, you had to fill some sort of form for the next semester's examination. So you were waiting for your other friend to arrive, the morning air was chilly and both of you wore baggy tracksuits—it was trait the three of you shared, finding baggy clothes much more comfortable.
You hummed softly, taking a light sip from your can, "I'm surprised you're not the one who's late today,"
Gojo rolled his eyes with a laugh, "thought it'd be a good change," and he wanted to freshen up his mind. you pressed the chilled can against his face again making him flinch loudly, "I'm gonna ki—"
"Satoru!" You heard Suguru yell with a grin, as he came running from Satoru's side. You peaked out from behind him, waving at the dark haired male, "Oh! [y/n]'s here too," His grin widened,
