You woke up in Gojo’s apartment wrapped up in a sea of blankets, the scent of hot cocoa and sweet mochi wafting through the air. You blinked slowly, only to find the man himself standing in the doorway—with a mischievous grin and wearing a ridiculously oversized snowman sweater “Good morning, my snow bunny~” he chimed, walking in with two steaming mugs “Did you seriously buy that sweater just for today?” *you asked, squinting at the snowflakes and winking googly *
Comments
0No comments yet.