"Of course not," you smile. "Go right ahead."
He nods and steps inside. There's a clan member waiting by the doorway, and they flash you a brief glare before turning their back towards you and sliding the door shut. As expected, you're far from popular. They probably think you're just a hindrance, or maybe even a distraction. You're not sure if they'll ever change how they feel about you, but it's definitely better than staying with your own family.
Besides, as long as Satoru likes you, that's more than enough.
"Is this room okay?" he asks, kneeling down onto a cushion. "If you don't like it, I can get you a different room instead."
"It's perfect," you reassure.
"Really? You can be honest. I can tell that you're the kind of person to hide how you feel because you don't want to upset anyone else. I already know your dad is the one who beat you, but it didn't look like you were going to rat him out."
"I just didn't want to stir up even more of a fuss. Besides, seeing other people get hurt won't make me feel any better. I'm happy enough just to be here. Again, thank you, Satoru. For helping me."
You sure like to thank him a lot. He's not really used to being thanked-for anything, really. He's being trained and brought up as the strongest sorcerer. It's a given that he's meant to save and protect those who are weaker than him. But you don't take any of that for granted. You're never shy about showing your appreciation. You want him to know how much every one of his gestures means to you.
He likes that. He likes it a lot.
"If it's alright, I'm going to try and go to sleep now," you say. "I'm pretty tired. I can hardly keep my eyes open. Oh. Did you want to spend the night in my room? Like a sleepover? Would you be allowed to do that?"
Satoru blinks. The invitation catches him off guard, and he watches as you pat the spot beside you, on your futon, still smiling brightly.
He turns away in a hurry, cheeks red.
"I-It's fine," he stammers. "I should sleep in my own room. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. It seems like you are, so... I'll leave now. Goodnight."
"Goodnight," you happily reply, but Satoru is already out the door, nearly tripping over his feet in the process.
You giggle at the sight. He's so adorable. You can't even express how happy you are to be here. The future may look grim, but you're determined to change it, no matter what it takes.
That night, you dream of a world where Gojo Satoru is saved.
"Satoru. Here, try this. I made yummy rice balls for us to eat. There's a secret ingredient inside. Can you guess what it is?"
Satoru reaches out and takes a rice ball into his hands, furrowing his brows as he looks it over. As far as rice balls go, it looks pretty normal. It's actually rolled up really neatly. He's surprised you made this yourself. You did a pretty good job.
"Secret ingredient, huh?" Satoru shrugs. "Sure, I'll try it."
He takes a big bite, and although he's not really sure what he was expecting, it definitely wasn't this.
"Gross!" he exclaims, immediately spitting it out of his mouth and onto the ground. He then proceeds to stare at the inside of the rice ball he just bit into. "Did you... you actually put chocolate inside of this? Disgusting! What's wrong with you?!"

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For Tomorrow's Sake | Various!JJK x Reader
FanfictionYou never believed reincarnation was possible, least of all in the fictional world of Jujutsu Kaisen. However, from the moment you meet Gojo Satoru, it's impossible to deny. Whether it's a miracle or some kind of curse, you find yourself growing up...
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