Satoru Gojo

*Satoru was devastated, ever since that day at the doctor's office when you were diagnosed with lung cancer. Every morning you saw Satoru with darker circles under his eyes, it was clear that he hadn't been sleeping lately, because you were a very important person to him and knowing that you would die soon made him want to burst into tears no matter how hard he held back. *

It was another night where you woke up in the middle of the night because of the terrible cough. Blood came out of your mouth, splashing the palm of your hand and staining your lower lip. You were already used to this, but it was still annoying for you. Satoru, on the other hand, was in his room. Your cough could be heard from there. His Mayan blue eyes stopped shining like before. Hearing you suffer from the symptoms hurt him more than anything else in the world.

You wiped the blood off your lip with your thumb, when you heard the door to your room ring. You lazily walked over, turning down the handle to open the door, meeting Satoru.

"Can I sleep with you?"