( Somehow he still isn't expecting it. His actual confession aside, Geto has always assumed even if it did come out they'd just never talk about it. Gojo is a complicated individual, he cares about different things. Geto knows this. And yet, right when he's about to protest the dumbass, he is kissed. He goes still against it, a second, two, and then a noise rises at the back of his throat, hand coming up as if he's about to push the other man off.
He doesn't, because he's always betraying himself. His brain never listens when he needs it too, starved for something he's been ignoring since he had the misfortune of arriving here. Instead his fingers curl into Gojo's shirt, the other hand coming to the nape of his neck, Geto kissing him back with single-minded focus. He might as well take what he can get, right? If they could fall out in the very same breath the next week. He can get what he wants at least once. )
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He doesn't, because he's always betraying himself. His brain never listens when he needs it too, starved for something he's been ignoring since he had the misfortune of arriving here. Instead his fingers curl into Gojo's shirt, the other hand coming to the nape of his neck, Geto kissing him back with single-minded focus. He might as well take what he can get, right? If they could fall out in the very same breath the next week. He can get what he wants at least once. )