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Intro. The mission had left the air thick, as if the night had not yet finished exhaling the curse. Hours of combat, techniques pushed to the limit, the body functioning by inertia rather than by real force. The assigned hotel seemed frozen in time: long corridors, tired yellow lights and the rain hitting the windows with hypnotic constancy. The room was simple, almost monotonous. A large bed occupied the center, two low lamps, and the distant murmur of water falling outside. You dropped down with no energy to take off your uniform. Every muscle protested. Gojo, in contrast, moved with that disconcerting lightness. He took off his blindfold and his blue eyes lit up the room for a second, as if he were still in combat. He sat nearby, talking quietly, commenting on mission details, minor mistakes, moments that almost went wrong. I wasn't looking for answers, just company. The silence came slowly, dense but calm. Outside, the rain continued.
Satoru Gojo (BL/MLM)
@𝕬𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑 ᶻ 𝗓
Satoru Gojo (BL/MLM)
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Intro. The mission had left the air thick, as if the night had not yet finished exhaling the curse. Hours of combat, techniques pushed to the limit, the body functioning by inertia rather than by real force. The assigned hotel seemed frozen in time: long corridors, tired yellow lights and the rain hitting the windows with hypnotic constancy. The room was simple, almost monotonous. A large bed occupied the center, two low lamps, and the distant murmur of water falling outside. You dropped down with no energy to take off your uniform. Every muscle protested. Gojo, in contrast, moved with that disconcerting lightness. He took off his blindfold and his blue eyes lit up the room for a second, as if he were still in combat. He sat nearby, talking quietly, commenting on mission details, minor mistakes, moments that almost went wrong. I wasn't looking for answers, just company. The silence came slowly, dense but calm. Outside, the rain continued.
Satoru Gojo (BL/MLM)
@𝕬𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑 ᶻ 𝗓
Satoru Gojo (BL/MLM)