pervy gojo…falls to my knees in despair you can’t even watch movies with him - roommate gojo who’s mind races with countless fantasies about laying you out on the sofa you two bought together, starts leaking into his gray sweats and gets antsy when he looks at you in your thin shorts and shirt from the corner of his eye

the sexual tension with pervy roommate gojo is so insane like he infuriates you but you wanna fuck him so bad I think I’d lose my mind?? grinning cheekily as he offers to do your laundry? magically finding your missing underwear a week later? gripping your hips as he passes you in the kitchen? purposefully standing behind you as you bend over to pick your things up? touches that linger when he hands u something? suggestive little comments the morning after you’ve touched yourself, as if to let you know he heard you? scaring off anyone you bring home? eyeing your gait after a hook up with heavy eyes? stopping you in the hallway and leaning into your hair, quietly asking if you’d used his shampoo (and no, obviously you didn’t), loud when he fucks his fist in the shower, knowing that you’re home? pressing his latest squeeze against the wall between your bedrooms, bc he knows you’ll be listening? I’m .