I don't find that surprising. I mean, [ he tucks his hand under his chin. ] look at how handsome I am~ [ geto forgot to mention how vain he is too. ] Why wouldn't you want to kiss me? It'd be weirder if you didn't.
( He shifts again, crossing his legs, elbow on his knee and chin in his palm. For a moment he looks at Gojo - just looks - gaze flickering over his face with careful consideration. )
Eh.
( Bored. The corner of his mouth flickering up. ) I think it's less about you being handsome and more about me being thrown into too many buildings in my formative years, Satoru.
( Sweetly, eyelashes fluttering. It's out there, and while he might certainly regret revealing his hand in the morning he'll lean into it for now. He hums, low and melodic, pushes his bangs from out of his face, tips his head to one side, assessing. )
Yeah, I guess. I usually do. Even when I'm very angry at you. An unfortunate side-effect.
[ he usually does, hm? now, that's something for him to think about later.
truthfully, gojo has never given much thought to how he felt about suguru, outside of the friendship they had with each other when they were younger. romance and sex weren't exactly at the forefront of his mind back then, his focus more on mastering his cursed technique and completing missions. it was only much later that he started to explore that side of his life and, by then, suguru had long left his side, their relationship fractured and at odds with each other.
not a shocking detail though, really. suguru has always been the emotional one between them — the one with more morals, with more empathy and more conscience. ]
You know that was an invitation, right? Dumbass. [ learn to take a hint, suguru. seamlessly, he reaches out to clasp his hand on the back of geto's head, pulling him forward as he leans towards him and presses their lips together. ]
( 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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I don't find that surprising. I mean, [ he tucks his hand under his chin. ] look at how handsome I am~ [ geto forgot to mention how vain he is too. ] Why wouldn't you want to kiss me? It'd be weirder if you didn't.
[ absolutely shameless. ]
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Eh.
( Bored. The corner of his mouth flickering up. ) I think it's less about you being handsome and more about me being thrown into too many buildings in my formative years, Satoru.
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[ his looks are one of his few redeeming qualities?????? don't dismiss it for alleged brain damage. ]
Do you want to kiss me now?
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( Sweetly, eyelashes fluttering. It's out there, and while he might certainly regret revealing his hand in the morning he'll lean into it for now. He hums, low and melodic, pushes his bangs from out of his face, tips his head to one side, assessing. )
Yeah, I guess. I usually do. Even when I'm very angry at you. An unfortunate side-effect.
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truthfully, gojo has never given much thought to how he felt about suguru, outside of the friendship they had with each other when they were younger. romance and sex weren't exactly at the forefront of his mind back then, his focus more on mastering his cursed technique and completing missions. it was only much later that he started to explore that side of his life and, by then, suguru had long left his side, their relationship fractured and at odds with each other.
not a shocking detail though, really. suguru has always been the emotional one between them — the one with more morals, with more empathy and more conscience. ]
You know that was an invitation, right? Dumbass. [ learn to take a hint, suguru. seamlessly, he reaches out to clasp his hand on the back of geto's head, pulling him forward as he leans towards him and presses their lips together. ]
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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. )