if you had asked what gojo satoru's favorite color was, he'd passionately say it's pink. you might find yourself a little bit confused-- pink? you've never seen gojo wear pink before, hell, even talk about it. it seems so out of the blue. in fact, you might've assumed it was that very color. and if you were anywhere but inside the enigma that is gojo satoru's mind, you probably would have asked why. he'd give you a half-assed answer, something along the lines of 'pretty pink sunsets along the coast of japan', or perhaps the cherry blossom season in spring.
but if you were to ask him on a deeper level, in that secret little corner of his heart he keeps hidden from the world, he'd tell you that pink is his favorite color because it's the shade your cheeks turn when he's nearby. when he holds your hand, or gently rests his head on your shoulder, your cheeks bloom with a soft, tender pinkβa color so delicate and beautiful that he's fallen completely in love with it. it's a shade he cherishes more than anything else, and if you told him there was a prettier hue he'd simply refuse to believe you.
and so maybe, just maybe, on the extra bad days where he feels like everything is completely worthless, he'll find his arms slinking around your waist and burying his head in the safety of your neck, just to feel your heartbeat quicken and your face turn that color he admires most in this world. and maybe it makes his everything hurt a little less.
perhaps one day he'll tell you why he loves pink so much. but for now, he keeps that little secret to himself, holding it close to his heart, a precious thing for him to cherish alone.
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