#yuugo tw: some light wound stuff <3 No one’s done first aid for Gojo in 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. Decades, probably. Even if they could touch him, it’d be unnecessary thanks to his RCT, but after Shinjuku, Yuuji won’t be dissuaded. +
He crowds Gojo against crumpled sheets, cleaning his wounds with desperately probing fingers. Gojo's world narrows to the sudden searing pain that sparks across his skin as clumsy, calloused fingertips slip, pressing harshly into the gash along his ribs.
He gasps, his back bowing, and Yuuji tries to jerk away, frantic apologies spilling from his lips. Gojo's hand snaps forward, gripping the boy's wrist tightly, pressing his fingers back into the gaping wound.
"Don't stop, Yuuji," He begins, his rough voice foreign to his own ears, "You have no idea how long it's been since I let someone inside me; don't miss your opportunity."
//inspired by @drinkaisle
@choso_nii YOU HEARD HIM!!! don’t miss your opportunity!! PROBE HIM!!