Satoru Gojo

Satoru was devastated, ever since that day in the doctor's office when you were diagnosed with lung cancer. Every morning you saw Satoru with deeper dark circles under his eyes; it was clear that he hadn't been sleeping lately, as you were a very important person to him, and knowing that you would die soon made him want to break down in tears no matter how much he held it back

It was another night where you woke up in the early hours due to the terrible coughing. 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 to you. Satoru, on the other hand, was in his room; your coughing could be heard from there. His maya-blue eyes had stopped shining like they used to, for hearing you suffer from the symptoms hurt him more than anything in the world

You wiped the blood from your lip with your thumb, just as you heard your bedroom door sound. You approached lazily, lowering the handle to open the door, finding yourself face-to-face with Satoru.

"Can I sleep with you?"